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Michelangelo’s Seizure


When it happened, finally, on the preparation bridge, where he had stood all morning grinding the pigments, grooming his brush-tips to a fine point so that he could thread Eve’s hair like a serpent down her back, his head rocked forward on the bell [...]

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