Trying to focus on work for the planet today despite all the goings on in our somewhat busy house these days. I am working on a new collection called "lost frescos of christ". Shot mostly in the small monasteries of tuscany, some of these amazing images are crumbling into oblivion like the walls that they were painted on due to lack of care.
These I shot in Rome.
They tug on my heart. I think it is because viewing them and standing where the artist may have stood, gives me a sense that I am connected to history and the legacy of artists. It is humbling. And encouraging. What legacy do we leave behind for future believers? Something to ponder don't you think?
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