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La Salita Dalla Cella di San Francesco – Convento di Celle Cortona - Un Dipinto di Dino Carbetta

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“The Ascent From the Cell of St. Francis – Convent of Celle Cortona”
A Painting by Dino Carbetta

Deep within the sacred silence of the Convent of Le Celle, beneath its ancient stones and Franciscan stillness, lies a hidden stairway—worn by the bare feet of centuries past, and perhaps even by the Poverello himself. It was here, in this secluded grotto of grace, that the photograph for this painting was born. Descending into the narrow cell, the quiet felt eternal. Yet when turning to ascend, the heavens themselves seemed to beckon. Sunlight, golden and unwavering, flooded the stone steps from above—not merely a beam of light, but a luminous pathway, as if Heaven had cracked open. And within this light soared a single white dove, rising upward into the brilliance. At the base of the stair, gently laid, remained a linen shroud—still, solemn, and full of mystery. It rested where the shadows linger, as if testifying that what once was dead has now risen. This sacred detail transforms the scene into something eternal. The empty shroud echoes the Resurrection itself, left behind as Christ rose from the tomb. The dove, symbol of the Holy Spirit, ascends in quiet triumph, while the stair becomes a bridge between sorrow and glory, between the tomb and Heaven. This image, now captured in paint, reveals more than architecture—it reveals ascent, both physical and spiritual. From the humility of the cell below to the glory of light above, this is a sacred journey. A visual echo of Luke’s Gospel: “Why do you seek the living One among the dead? He is not here, but He has been raised.” (Lk 24:5-6) As in the Gospel, the viewer is invited to believe, to rise, and to follow the path of light. The cell below may represent our burdens, our sorrows, our entombed hopes—but the stairs rise, and the light calls. A blessing upon all who weep beside the shroud and yet find the courage to climb—your resurrection is nearer than you know, and the Light has not forgotten you.

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“The Ascent From the Cell of St. Francis – Convent of Celle Cortona”<br /> A Painting by Dino Carbetta<br /> <br /> Deep within the sacred silence of the Convent of Le Celle, beneath its ancient stones and Franciscan stillness, lies a hidden stairway—worn by the bare feet of centuries past, and perhaps even by the Poverello himself. It was here, in this secluded grotto of grace, that the photograph for this painting was born. Descending into the narrow cell, the quiet felt eternal. Yet when turning to ascend, the heavens themselves seemed to beckon. Sunlight, golden and unwavering, flooded the stone steps from above—not merely a beam of light, but a luminous pathway, as if Heaven had cracked open. And within this light soared a single white dove, rising upward into the brilliance. At the base of the stair, gently laid, remained a linen shroud—still, solemn, and full of mystery. It rested where the shadows linger, as if testifying that what once was dead has now risen. This sacred detail transforms the scene into something eternal. The empty shroud echoes the Resurrection itself, left behind as Christ rose from the tomb. The dove, symbol of the Holy Spirit, ascends in quiet triumph, while the stair becomes a bridge between sorrow and glory, between the tomb and Heaven. This image, now captured in paint, reveals more than architecture—it reveals ascent, both physical and spiritual. From the humility of the cell below to the glory of light above, this is a sacred journey. A visual echo of Luke’s Gospel: “Why do you seek the living One among the dead? He is not here, but He has been raised.” (Lk 24:5-6) As in the Gospel, the viewer is invited to believe, to rise, and to follow the path of light. The cell below may represent our burdens, our sorrows, our entombed hopes—but the stairs rise, and the light calls. A blessing upon all who weep beside the shroud and yet find the courage to climb—your resurrection is nearer than you know, and the Light has not forgotten you.