Bright carvers

If anyone had ever told me that I would be impressed with religious carvings I would have snorted in derision.

But today as I was hanging around I thought I may as well pop in to see the free exhibition of carvings by the 18th Century Murcian sculptor Francisco Salzillo.

The snorting has to stop. They were dead good. I particularly liked the bloated, saggy breasted devils trammelled beneath the feet of a Seraphim but even the really standard looking stuff was pretty damned good. It must be tricky getting bits of mahogany to look like folds of cloth!

I might go out and get a lump of wood and some Neutrogena and have a go.