Where Art Thou Julius?

Michelangelo was a sculptor at heart.
A man, too afraid to paint frescoes.
Apparently, he didn’t have the talent for it.
Persuaded by Pope Julius, risking his reputation,
The master worked and four years of tireless painting broke all barriers
The virtuosity.
Sheer craft.
The ceiling of Sistine Chapel still bows to its master.
But the most romantic part of this story is,
There is no Michelangelo without Julius.
I’d like to find my own Julius.
That one person who breaks me free of my fears.
Takes the darkness away.
Stands behind, cheering, as I face my creative enemies.
Where art thou, Julius?

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