It was not an auspicious start to the day. Jan’s cold was worse today, and the rain had started again. So I was on my own, with no particular plan for the day. I wandered, starting with the Duomo. Yesterday the queue went around the block and I was prepared for the worst. But as I approached, the queue was short and moving. I jumped in line.

I almost got in straight away. But as I approached, they put the rope across the entry. There were only two people ahead of me. I was so close. But I only had to wait for ten minutes, so I’m not complaining.
Once inside, it really wasn’t what I had been expecting. The floors were impressive, but no more than many other places we’ve seen.

And the art on the dome was impressive, but that seem to be everywhere.

There were impressive sculptures, but I continue to be surprised by the themes of the sculptures. In this one, someone … presumably a saint … is writing on a book, supported on the back of a person who is also holding up an ink pot for them. I’m trying to decide if this was supposed to be inspirational somehow, or if it was a message to the “little people” reminding them of their place in the world. Sort of like today maybe?

What is impressive about the Duomo is the shear size of the enclosed area and the fact that it feels like one continuous space. That truly is impressive, and perhaps the decorations were kept simple to emphasize that. I think the tiles on the floor definitely help to create that feeling.

Just as I was getting ready to leave, I spotted the clock, which was the other thing that impressed me. An early 24 hour clock. Alas, it didn’t appear to be working (I stayed long enough to check) but I’m still glad I saw it. On the other hand, maybe I just don’t understand how to tell time with it.

Outside the Duomo there is scaffolding for restoration of some sort. When I had a closer look, I realized it was probably just getting a cleaning. If you look at this next picture, you can see that the area on the left is gleaming white, while on the right it is more of a cream colour. I guess that centuries of soot and pollution will do that.

I had visited the Duomo and it wasn’t even noon yet. So I thought I’d see how things looked for seeing David, another must see in Florence. About a block and a half before the museum I encountered a crowd of people, which turned into the queue. I said “screw this”, and went for plan B, which was to wander. Or maybe that was plan A.
I immediately spotted a Medici Museum sign. We’re in Florence, so learning about the Medici seemed like a good idea. I followed the signs until I came to the museum. There were exactly zero people ahead of me waiting to go inside. It was a good omen – I bought the ticket and headed in. The first section dealt with highlights of the Medici and their rise from bankers (very successful bankers, I might add) to eventually becoming aristocrats (somewhat less successful). Along the way there were suspicious deaths, outright murder, intrigue, and arranged marriages – some successful, but most less than idyllic. By the end of the sequence, it was easy to see where Machiavelli got his inspiration for The Prince.
I also learned that the Medici had a fabulous collection of jewels, especially pearls. What I didn’t know was that at that time, pearls, especially ones of uniform size, colour, and shape, were exceedingly rare and valuable. Fewer than one in 10,000 oysters had pearls of any kind, so perfect specimens had amazing value. Of course, that value dropped overnight with the invention of cultured pearls.
Next I went to see a mural of the last supper.

There were a number of pieces of art in the room. If you look at the previous picture, you can see them on a shelf under the mural. It was an exhibition and the artist was there.
On an earlier post, I mentioned the 1966 Florence flood. The 60th anniversary of the flood was last week, and it was a major event in Florence. The artist, Jean O’Reilly Barlow, takes pieces from 17th and 18th century buildings that have been degraded to the point where they cannot be restored, and combines them with other artifacts, often fossils, to create art. We had a fascinating discussion and it was wonderful to see the art in the context of the Florence flood that damaged so many buildings sixty years ago. Here are some examples to give you an idea of what they are like.



We talked about Florence and how buildings that are beginning to show their age, also have a special beauty. Here is a picture from the courtyard inside the museum where you can see the original frescos looking great in some places, but that have aged away in other places.

Here is the view from inside the courtyard.

We discussed things to see in Florence, and she suggested another basilica just a short distance from the Duomo. This next picture is taken in front of the basilica, and you can see the Duomo just a few blocks away, but I never would have found it if I hadn’t stumbled on the Medici museum. You can also see a couple taking their wedding photos, in spite of the rain.

When I visited the Duomo earlier it was almost austere inside, but this basilica was the opposite, with art and sculptures everywhere.

The dome also had a painting, but the thing that impressed me the most was how it opened up before you as you slowly walked to the front. It amplified the impact. Click through the photos to see what I mean.



Here is a mural of Adam and Eve.

Everything had such incredible detail.

Here is a closeup. This type of detail was everywhere.

Today was a good example of the way we like to travel. No particular agenda … just looking for interesting treasures that come your way. I only wish that Jan had been able to join me.

Heading out to dinner, I took this picture on the square our room overlooks. The perfect end to a rainy day in Florence.









































































































