The greatest artist does not have any concept Which a single piece of marble does not itself contain Within its excess, though only A hand that obeys the intellect can discover it.

Michelangelo Buonarroti
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The greatest artist does not have any concept which a single piece of marble does not itself contain within its excess, though only a hand that obeys the intellect can discover it. Michelangelo was an Italian Renaissance painter who is most famous for creating the statue of David. He was also a sculptor and architect. One of his most famous works is the sculpture David, which stands in Florence, Italy.

The statue is carved out of a single block of marble and depicts the Biblical character David. The statue depicts David slaying Goliath with his bare hands. It is perhaps one of the most famous sculptures in all of history.

Michelangelo used his knowledge of anatomy to create this piece by use of an excess that was not evident to the naked eye.

Source: I Sonetti Di Michelangelo: The 78 Sonnets Of Michelangelo With Verse Translation

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