There is an overwhelming amount of sculpture in Rome. Just writing this will in no way convey to you, one of my ten readers, the true magnitude of this fact. It is everywhere. In museums, in parks, in every church, in the ruins…Some religious, some political, some breathtaking art for art’s sake.
After the first few thousand sculptures, I was struggling to retain my awe – my ability to truly appreciate each individual work of art for its unique form, function, and perspective. And then I toured the Vatican. No Words Need Apply. None of them will fit. Instead of attempting to choose just one for this post, I decided to share with you all how crazy my experience was. These photographs were taken in The Hallowed Room of Busts. Well, that’s the name I’ve given it. I just like an excuse to capitalize words. Behold…