More Leo, and leaky brains
Giampetrino's copy of Leonardo's The Last Supper is on loan in the neighbourhood. By sheer good luck the place was completely empty, and I just sat there and stared up at it for a silly length of time. Also saw yet more Leonardo-related drawings today - the most beautiful specimen was a sketch of a woman's head by Leonardo's teacher Verrocchio. One could see the little pinpricks made in the outline of the drawing, marking where the 'cartoon' had been used for a mural.
What bothers me is that my own ugly head is too cluttered to hold onto moments like these. I get back to my room and the experiences have faded. My own fault, but I feel cheated, and feel it deeply.
Serenely captivating.
What bothers me is that my own ugly head is too cluttered to hold onto moments like these. I get back to my room and the experiences have faded. My own fault, but I feel cheated, and feel it deeply.
Serenely captivating.