By: Marie McGee
Warning: This piece discusses religion, no attempts were made to offend, degrade or hurt anyone. What I say, is simply my own thoughts and opinions of what I saw and experienced while in
“Daydream, I fell asleep beneath the flowers for a couple of hours on a beautiful day...” The lyrics of Lupe Fiasco can scarcely describe my feelings after seeing the incredible wonders that lie within the walls of
As we arrived in ?'Roma’ at about midnight, my mind flourished with curiosity.
Today we visited The Vatican, the place where the Pope resides and where the new Pope is elected, the Sistine Chapel, which is a room inside The Vatican. What most people do not know, is
In laments terms, The Vatican is simply a large building that serves multiple, Catholic, purposes. The
Once in the
Once inside, the real ?'daydreaming’ sensation set in. The only approach that seems relevant for a way of description of what we witnessed within the walls of the
((* When I say “room” I don’t mean like a bedroom, picture a room in a castle in a movie, long, beautiful, extravagant...))
Walking into the map room began this unsettling stir in my mind. The men that thought these things and then painted these ideas were so far ahead of their time. (It’s funny, because I’ve heard that statement so many times in school, but I never really grasped the trueness of the statement until now, after I’ve witnessed it for myself.) The detail of each piece, I can’t even imagine the amount of time it took to paint one map, let alone 25 of them... plus paint each piece of the ceiling, the wall, and the floor...words cannot describe the images I’m attempting to depict. I almost feel like I’m ruining it by even trying (oh well, I gotta do it). Anyway...the map room. It’s amazing. I HIGHLY recommend seeing it.
(Gosh this is getting kind of long) So after the maps room, we had a choice to see the apartments that were in the Vatican where people once stayed (like guests of the Pope or maybe where Michelangelo stayed while he painted, I didn’t catch that part ((haha)) sorry) or our other option was to go straight to the Sistine Chapel (the Sistine Chapel is the exact location of the election for the new Pope). Because we have our final game today and we had already been on our feet for quite some time, Coach B thought it was best to skip the apts. and continue straight to the chapel (good call).
Before entering the chapel, we were briefed on the paintings we were about to see, our tour guide let us know we would have a limited amount of time in the actual Chapel. After the briefing I still couldn’t actually picture what I was going to be seeing, I mean I’ve seen pictures but... I just didn’t know what to really expect. Walking into the chapel was dark, there was very little exterior light (I think to preserve the paint) but the work was still visible and remarkable. I didn’t realize Michelangelo had painted himself in the final judgment, he depicted himself at age 64 and it was only his skin, for it was implied he was skinned alive (interesting). There were many other paintings throughout the Chapel, many famous ones were on the ceiling such as, when God created Adam and Eve as well as when Eve sinned in the Garden of Eden.
“... I wonder if it knows what the world is keeping up both sleeves while he lay there dreaming...” (Lupe Fiasco) (Okay, so I’m not even Catholic, however, where I’m from ((