The first time I saw this was when this video about it came up in my feed:
It's Leighton's Flaming June. I find it arresting, not least because nobody's got a thigh like that. Like Boccaccio, Leighton isn't above adjusting anatomy for the sake of beauty.
And, frankly, I'm putting it here just in case I want to find it again.
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