A walk into renaissance

As you traverse through the boulevards of Florence towards Duomo Cathedral, it feels as if you are in a time capsule. The transition from modern architecture to mediaeval is poetic. An eternal trance.

The painters siting outside await suitors who would want their caricatures to be made for petty price which they would negotiate voraciously. Inside, you could feel the patronage artists had and the quintessence of art itself. As you walk out, into this contemporary world, you are surrounded with melancholy of having left behind, the Renaissance.