Early mornings come too quickly, no matter what time zone.
One morning, though, my sleepy eyes were greeted with a pleasant sight. I stepped into a painting by Caravaggio. The dark room was illuminated by only the space between the shudders. The light itself hit only the turned down bedclothes, which become a brighter white. I smiled, resisting the urge to go back to sleep.
I wish I had taken a picture, but I was afraid of ruining the lighting.
5 thoughts on “Caravaggio Come to Life”
So did you go back to sleep? I like the writing style… the best art is in the minds eye. Hope you have a grand time. Oui?
No, alas I didn’t! That was the day I moved into my apartment. I took advantage of the beautiful views from the hotel terrace to photograph Florence from above. 🙂
Yes, Caravaggio was a master of light!
He’s one of my favorite painters!
Beautiful imagery 🙂 🙂 🙂