I was recently reading a post about the skull of a young ancient greek girl that was found buried with a sculpted clay wreath of fruits and myrtle flowers still on her head. The post spoke about how luxurious funerary wreathes of gold made by extraordinary craftsmen were a common practice in the Hellenistic period, and were a Luxury reserved for the wealthy and esteemed. But this was the burial of a commoner. An ordinary girl that someone loved so much that they hand sculpted and painted her a wreath of flowers that would never die.
Grand artifacts and elaborate tombs are cool, but there’s just something far more moving about seeing the more intimate moments of love and humanity being preserved like a time capsule. Whether it be through ancient toys, letters, household items, etc. love persevering through time
Anyways, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it and wishing I could know more about her, so I wanted to make something in her honor 🌼
