What The Girls Of That Time Would Think

The girls of that time would probably think very differently from how we imagine them.

While they sat for hours being painted, they would spend most of the session wondering when it would finally end. Their backs hurt, their arms went numb, and their thoughts drifted constantly to the meal waiting for them afterwards. They would think about bread, warm dishes, or anything comforting they knew they’d eat once the painter said they could stand up again.

Surrounded by cherubs and symbols they didn’t fully choose, they would also let their mind wander. They might fantasize about those little angels around them, wondering if they looked as sweet in real life as the painter insisted on portraying them. They would stare at the mirror or at the painter’s brushstrokes and imagine stories, simply because they needed something to distract them from the long stillness.

And if those same girls could know that today thousands of eyes admire them, study them, zoom in on every detail, and call them “gorgeous”… they would probably be surprised. Maybe amused. Maybe confused.

Because in their minds, they were just trying to get through another long sitting, hoping the painting turned out well and that the food afterwards would be good enough to make up for the hours spent pretending to be perfectly serene.

They had no idea they would become timeless.

No idea that centuries later people would be fascinated by their expression, their pose, their beauty.

To them, it was just another day of holding still — dreaming of dinner and letting their imagination wander among angels.