This fresco is part of the decoration of the Sistine Chapel, near the Vatican Museums in Rome. The detail presented here depicts the hand of the...
The summary of my life... or almost
Painter, sculptor, architect but also poet: I have been all this and much more in eighty-nine years of life. I was born on March 6th, 1475 in the Tuscan village of Caprese and I was the second of five brothers. My mother died when I was only six years old: I didn't know her very well. My father wanted me to study grammar, but I wanted to be a sculptor. He set me up in a workshop to study the art of drawing and painting at the Ghirlandaio brothers but then his friend Granacci took me to the Garden of San Marco: an ante litteram academy of sculpture owned by Lorenzo il Magnifico. The Magnifico welcomed me to his home as a son, but after his death in 1492, I had to leave those walls.
I moved to Rome when I was twenty-one years old and began working on Bacchus for Cardinal Riario. Immediately afterwards it came the important commission of the Vatican Pietà which was the one that echoed my name throughout Europe.
From then on I did not give up a single day of work: the Tondo Doni, the Madonna of Bruges, the vault of the Sistine Chapel, the tomb of Julius II, the New Sacristy, the Last Judgement, the project for the Basilica of Saint Peter and many other works that still make people talk about me.
I died in my house in Macel de' Corvi in Rome on February 18th, 1564, surrounded by my closest friends who read me the passages of the Gospels with the Passion of Christ.
Written by Michelangelo Buonarroti è tornato.