Girl with Pearl Earring by Johannes Vermeer

He put the spirit essence the light pip not only in each eye’s albumen concentrate of starlight but must have been taught how to do that by first finding it in the pearl he posed then corrected in dusty studio light that pounced on the window behind which sits the cheeky girl pear- and apple-blossom cheeks a fake description naturally of their plain fleshiness drably golden and her lips from Haight Street’s darlings nose studs jacket studs girls with that kind of eye one by the atm machine casual juicy and so fair a Netherlandish type panhandling strangers pomegranate seed ball bearings agleam in her nose pearls not sea-harvested but imagined seen put there by a certain need and fancy because love says it’s so picture that picture this.