His fingertips are barely touching her shoulder, letting the golden chain glide over her body.
The silence of their union exquisitely detailed even at the very top of a cupola, hardly to be detected by the human eye. And yet, perhaps glimpsed as a promise of the wonders offered down below in the department store atop of which the cupola was built in 1910.
|A section of Valdemar Andersen's monumental decoration of the cupola|
in the building now known as Metropol-bygningen in Copenhagen, 1910.
The department store survived but a few years, but the cupola of Valdemar Andersen is still with us.
Art prevailed over commercialism and if that is not a moral tale?
All photos are by me.