(A bit of) David, Galleria dell'Accademia, Florence, Italy, April 2010.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Pdir8ge2sDRsvWzJQIySMKZYbBPiCjI-Ktmgc1vXTAGBbbdGkDu5dK-YoAROFA5m7glYUQwmxPnNiyW2V-YTp1j4heu2i8YbILGhItPpD7rwz3m8UhYJFqo67HeFdR7yClhobnz1mzxN/s200/Picture+171.jpg)
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For someone who is compelled to photograph
everything, nothing frustrates more than the words, "no photos please!" Faced with magnificence like Michelangelo's David, the words become maddening. So there I am at the
Galleria dell'Accademia in Florence; as the statue of David looms larger as I approach it, the finger on my Leica shutter itches and twitches as I spot the location of every docent that roams the hall with fascistic vigilance.
As I circle the statue, I resolve to shoot this naked fellow, Italian
polizia be damned. I settle in a corner, rest the Leica on my lap, aim high, and take three blind shots with no flash. "
No fotos, per favore!" shouts a bat-eared docent as she gives me the evil eye. So much for Leica's quiet shutter. Here are the unfortunate results of my stealth photography. Like my daughter loves to say: "Fail."
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As luck would have it, a copy of the statue stands in the
public, docent-less square of
Piazza della Signoria in front of the Palazzo Vecchio. Ironically there was absolutely no thrill in shooting the statue here so I took one obligatory shot. Anyway, here's David, in his entire naked glory, in what to me is a far less interesting picture.
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