Before today, Siena was just another crayon in a Crayola box. From this day forward, Siena will be this…
Peeking down a side street, I saw a young girl peeking back at me from her window. I waved and she smiled and waved back. Then I took this photo.
Can you spot her? A hint: perhaps she just put the laundry out to dry.
The big draw in Siena is the cathedral.
The Duomo in Siena was planned to be larger than the Duomo in Florence, but the Black Plague stopped the construction in 1348.
I didn’t find the Duomo in Siena to be a monument to God so much as a monument to man. It’s one heck of an art museum.
There are sculptures by Michelangelo before he made a name for himself as
well as works by Donatello and Bernini. I was particularly struck by the Piccolomini Library which includes the work of Raffaello. The colors were so rich.
We got really lucky as the mosaics in the floor are usually covered to protect them, but in September and October all 56 inlaid marble panels designed by 40 artists are on display. Completing all these designs took six centuries with the last ones laid in the 1800s.
Look up, down, and around in the Siena cathedral and you’ll see a work of art — in addition to some stern-looking church fathers who seem to be looking down in judgement on us lesser mortals.
I ran into another father in the streets of Siena, but he was all smiles having just purchased a new hat which he modeled for me.