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I've always considered Michelangelo to be one of the greatest artists. To me, great art is about humanity. It is about the expression of being human. Michelangelo does this not only through his technique, but also the emotion that comes as a result. His figures have weight. Their muscles contract and relax as a real person's would. Their faces contort into human expressions. But it is not the exactness of craft that yields greatness. It is the soul that is created behind the craft.
When I look at his Moses, there is not a stone man sitting with a stone blanket. There is a warm bodied person sitting there before me, draped in some kind of fabric. He stares. His eyes find interest somewhere off in the distance. He runs his finger through his beard nervously. He contemplates the future of his people; of himself. Perhaps he's worried. His mind wanders through the myriad "what ifs" of his situation. Can he be all that he must? Has he done all he can? Is it worth it? Why did God choose him?
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