you know something, that charlton heston dude, he could do a ceiling
yeah i know, he was an actor and a pretty good one by all accounts. that is if you keep your hands off him “you damn filthy ape”. but when i (finally) walked into the sistine chapel, all i wanted to see was his handiwork above my head. ahhh, the agony and the ecstasy: well worth it i’d say, especially for a dude who stated “i’m a sculptor, not a painter. painting is not my trade” when asked to do it (the ceiling that is) of course that could all be yet another of those italian urban myths
by-the-by: you aren’t supposed to talk or take photos in the sistine chapel (oops!) i found out after i snatched these shots and i did apologize to the security dude when i realized what he was saying and took no more. so be warned if you happen by. actually, i don’t think ‘planet of the apes’ was all that bad really, was it?