I visited the Sistine Chapel while I was in Rome. I went during the evening hours and rushed through the museum to just get to the chapel. When I walked into the door and then sat along one of the edges of this quiet room, I noticed there were only about 30 other people present in the chapel. This was a very rare moment, from what I understand, as it is usually standing room only.
While I sat, I could feel Michelangelo’s presence. I felt like I was alone with him and shared the feelings while he painted within this room. I felt his turmoil, his passion, his angst, his joy. I felt his personality and presence as if he was sitting with me. I was glad to have this opportunity as if I had momentarily gone back in time to share a moment with who seemed like an old friend.
Photos were not allowed, so I got these photos of the chapel from public sites: