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Old Testament Wonders Old Testament Wonders Part 1 – Creation – Sistine Part 1 – Creation – Sistine Chapel Chapel Michelangelo Buonarroti Michelangelo Buonarroti 1475 - 1564 1475 - 1564 Sunrise Senior College Sunrise Senior College March 14, 2013 March 14, 2013

Old Testament Wonders Part 1 – Creation – Sistine Chapel Michelangelo Buonarroti 1475 - 1564 Sunrise Senior College March 14, 2013

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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

Separation of Light from Dark

The Brazen Serpent

The Hanging of Haman

Libyan Sibyl

Jonah

Creation of Sun, Moon, & Planets

Gathering of the Waters

Creation of Adam

Creation of Eve

Cumaean Sibyl

Ezekiel

Fall of Adam and Eve

Sacrifice of Noah

Noah’s Flood

Isaiah

Drunkenness of Noah

Zechariah

David and Goliath

Judith and HolofernesSibyl of Delphi

Separation of Light from DarknessSeparation of Light from Darkness

Creation of Sun, Moon, and PlanetsCreation of Sun, Moon, and Planets

Gathering of the WatersGathering of the Waters(Separation of Land and Waters)(Separation of Land and Waters)

The Creation of AdamThe Creation of Adam

Creation of EveCreation of Eve

The Fall of Adam and Eve

Sacrifice of NoahSacrifice of Noah

Noah’s FloodNoah’s Flood

Drunkenness of Noah Drunkenness of Noah

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.