This is a wonderful Saint Peter I photographed in a local gallery in the high Miranda hills to the south of Caracas. The lady who takes care of the exhibits puts different things in the hand that holds they keys to heaven. This time it’s some kind of branch; sometimes it’s a flower or even a feather: a bit of humor for such a serious subject. I think the Saint has the trace of an ironic smile. Or maybe it's a wry grimace.
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