Thus the inscription above the door of Room IX in Convento dell’Annunziata on Monte Orfano in Rovato near Brescia, an hour by train from Milano in the direction of Verona, where Giuseppe Mastruzzo has been staying since March of this year. Which only goes to show that artists have long been expected—and even wholeheartedly welcomed, I am quite sure—in this monastery, perhaps ever since its inception at the end of the XV century. Who knows how many artists have stayed in this room, or at least within sight of this inscription, but I am sure few of them have ever forgotten that their work is in vain, forever a mere shadow of the divine original. Except, of course, if they themselves believed they were of the Lord, one with the Lord, and thus immune to the idolatry of their own trade.