Half of the time they were trying to get me just to close my mouth while I was dancing because it’s like you’re concentrating so hard on what you are doing that like your tongue is sticking out and your mouth open.
No one before Bernini had managed to make marble so carnal. In his nimble hands it would flatter and stream, quiver and sweat. His figures weep and shout, their torses twist and run, and arch themselves in spasms of intense sensation. He could, like an alchemist, change one material into another - marble into trees, leaves, hair, and, of course, flesh. - Simon Schama’s Power of Art. Bernini