Standing below a statue of a gigantic, marble statue of a naked man inspires you without a doubt. The scepticism I thought would contain my awe departed on the approach along the corridor into the hall. The size is epic, the detail intense, the resemblence to a human unequivocal - I could actually imagine the head turning on its shoulders to make a conversation with someone in the crowd. Inspiration can be found on many plateua's but I find it unimaginable that any artist could not draw a copious amount from this interaction.
Monday 19 October 2009
The One from Florence
Standing below a statue of a gigantic, marble statue of a naked man inspires you without a doubt. The scepticism I thought would contain my awe departed on the approach along the corridor into the hall. The size is epic, the detail intense, the resemblence to a human unequivocal - I could actually imagine the head turning on its shoulders to make a conversation with someone in the crowd. Inspiration can be found on many plateua's but I find it unimaginable that any artist could not draw a copious amount from this interaction.
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