Lestat Valentine

The Exxxplicit Diary Of An Artist.
Waiting for plaster to dry… This WILL be finished in time for comic con tomorrow!

Waiting for plaster to dry… This WILL be finished in time for comic con tomorrow!

Lately I’ve been spending a lot of time in photoshop… Excessively editing photos… It’s kind of fun.

Comic con is in two weeks… Figured I should get a move on… It’s starting to take shape…

Comic con is in two weeks… Figured I should get a move on… It’s starting to take shape…

Today I went to the Warhol exhibition at Fondazione Roma Museo, which was amazing.

It made me miss my super blonde hair.

So today has been a really weird day.

I woke up late, which was really upsetting because I had a lot that I wanted to do. Considering how far away the catacombs are to the hotel, I decided I would have to miss them out and just do the Vatican and Sistine chapel (along with a few other museums/galleries) today.

Pretty much everywhere said that the Vatican museum tour was like 30 euros, which is more than I can afford and I couldn’t find anything that mentioned going without an accompanying tour, because I don’t really like tours/cattle herding. However, I decided to go to the ticket office and talk to them, (despite what everyone told me, most Italians do not speak English.) After finding someone that could actually understand me I found out that a single ticket was only 16 Euros, which, considering how much I wanted to go, was do-able. The first half was great, seeing all the old stone and marble statues, and the beautiful architecture and the incredibly painted ceilings and walls and the tapestries etc. I was having a good time. But there’s only so many statues and ceilings you can look at before they start to blur together.

Then I got the art gallery and started to love it, so many paintings! I soon came to large room, with massive hangings and peaceful music. A room filled with works by Matisse. I can’t honestly say that I’m a huge fan of Matisse but this room filled me with a feeling that I don’t even have the vocabulary for. After sitting down and appreciating the room for around half an hour I left to look at the rest of the gallery. The next section of the gallery had a very peculiar layout. After a few pieces by artist I didn’t know, I came to a piece by Ernst, then Bacon (one of my favourite artists) and then I came to two paintings by Dali.

I actually had a tiny emotional breakdown.

I slumped onto the bench behind me and wept. I was so overwhelmed. It sounds really sad and pathetic to a normal person. But seeing a painting by Dali (and Van Gogh) in the flesh has been one of my life goals since being a young teenager. I think it just brought everything into perspective for me, in a strange way. After composing myself and having a good long look at the paintings I forced myself to go on. A short while later I entered a small room with a Van Gogh Painting. It was pretty late by this point so there where very few people left in the gallery. I sat down on the wooden bench, with the sun glaring down onto the back of my neck. I stared at Van Goghs ‘Pieta’ and broke down into a flood of tears. I cannot even explain it. Two of my favourite painters, in the flesh, in one day. It was absolutely incredible…

Eventually I left and after a few more rooms of contemporary art, and then some really old stuff, I eventually entered the Sistine Chapel.

It was nothing like I imagined. It was so much more overwhelmingly beautiful.

I’ve always wanted to see the Sistine Chapel ceiling, I think every artist does. It’s kind of like Mecca for artists, or at least painters. (Most people forget that I used to be a painter before I properly picked up a camera.) I was so overwhelmed, but all cried out. gazing up at the ceiling, it began to dawn on me why I was in Rome in the first place. Technically I’m here to take a portrait, but really I’m here because I deserve to be, because I’m a good artist, a good photographer, and because someone believed in me. 

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I feel so incredibly deservedly blessed to be here. 

So today has been an emotional, uplifting, incredible day… I need to go out and find somewhere that’s still open and serving food… I haven’t eaten all day…

Also! I have been invited to a fancy party at the USUN embassy on friday to celebrate independence day, which is pretty amazing, and could be an incredible networking time. However I don’t have a suit… I knew I should have brought a suit…

I’m sat outside the old camera shop in Manchester taking shelter from the rain…
I picked up my flight and hotel tickets and information today…
It’s only just starting to dawn on me that I’ve been commissioned by an institution to go to Rome and take a photograph of a very very important person…
I’m starting to freak out a little bit…

I’m sat outside the old camera shop in Manchester taking shelter from the rain…
I picked up my flight and hotel tickets and information today…
It’s only just starting to dawn on me that I’ve been commissioned by an institution to go to Rome and take a photograph of a very very important person…
I’m starting to freak out a little bit…

 Ascension of Despair.

 Ascension of Despair.