I do think it's worth questioning, occasionally, what the "male "gaze" has gotten away with proclaiming as Art over the ages, as if Art is above interrogation for its more mundane desires (and I owe so much to John Berger's Ways of Seeing for broadening my perspective here, and to Laura Mulvey as well). But perhaps that's enough of that for what started out as a short travel posts. . . . There's no question that the chapel is beautiful in its proportions, symmetry, light, materials as well as for its story-telling, iconography, and its sheer entertainment value.
So beautiful sculptures in glorious spaces with wonderful light streaming through? Just the ticket.
What about you? Are you appreciating the rain you have or wishing for some or begging it to go away? And what about those cheeky Putti? Any thoughts? Or is that just a can of worms we oughtn't to open?