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Old Testament WondersOld Testament WondersPart 1 – Creation – Sistine ChapelPart 1 – Creation – Sistine Chapel
Michelangelo BuonarrotiMichelangelo Buonarroti1475 - 15641475 - 1564
Sunrise Senior CollegeSunrise Senior College
March 14, 2013March 14, 2013
Ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, 1508-12Ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, 1508-12
http://www.vatican.va/various/cappelle/sistina_vr/index.html
Creation of Sun, Moon, & Planets
Gathering of the Waters
Creation of Adam
Creation of Eve
Cumaean Sibyl
Ezekiel
Gathering of the WatersGathering of the Waters(Separation of Land and Waters)(Separation of Land and Waters)
Drunkenness of Noah Drunkenness of Noah
Genesis 9:20-23 :Genesis 9:20-23 : In those days Noah became a farmer, and he In those days Noah became a farmer, and he
made a vine-garden. 21 And he took of the wine made a vine-garden. 21 And he took of the wine of it and was overcome by drink; and he was of it and was overcome by drink; and he was uncovered in his tent. 22 And Ham, the father of uncovered in his tent. 22 And Ham, the father of Canaan, saw his father unclothed, and gave Canaan, saw his father unclothed, and gave news of it to his two brothers outside. 23 And news of it to his two brothers outside. 23 And Shem and Japheth took a robe, and putting it on Shem and Japheth took a robe, and putting it on their backs went in with their faces turned away, their backs went in with their faces turned away, and put it over their father so that they might not and put it over their father so that they might not see him unclothed.see him unclothed.
Michelangelo (1475-1564)Poetry. Selections.
On WorkI’ve grown a goiter by dwelling in this den–
As cats from stagnant streams in Lombardy,Or in what other land they hap to be–
Which drives the belly close beneath the chin;My beard turns up to heaven; my nape falls in,
Fixed on my spine: my breast-bone visiblyGrows like a harp: a rich embroidery
Bedews my face from brush-drops thick and thin.My loins into my paunch like levers grind:
My buttock like a crupper bears my weight;My feet unguided wander to and fro;
In front my skin grows loose and long; behind, By bending it becomes more taut and strait;
Crosswise I strain me like a Syrian bow:Whence false and quaint, I know,
Must be the fruit of squinting brain and eye;For ill can aim the gun that bends awry.
Come then, Giovanni, tryTo succor my dead pictures and my fame,Since foul I fare and painting is my shame.
Michelangelo (1475-1564)Poetry. Selections.
On WorkI’ve grown a goiter by dwelling in this den–As cats from stagnant streams in Lombardy,Or in what other land they hap to be–Which drives the belly close beneath the chin;My beard turns up to heaven; my nape falls in,Fixed on my spine: my breast-bone visiblyGrows like a harp: a rich embroideryBedews my face from brush-drops thick and thin.My loins into my paunch like levers grind:
On Work (Cont’d)My buttock like a crupper bears my weight;My feet unguided wander to and fro;In front my skin grows loose and long; behind, By bending it becomes more taut and strait;Crosswise I strain me like a Syrian bow:Whence false and quaint, I know,Must be the fruit of squinting brain and eye;For ill can aim the gun that bends awry.Come then, Giovanni, tryTo succor my dead pictures and my fame,Since foul I fare and painting is my shame.