Michael wrote to say that he was in Philadelphia, and the view out his hotel window inspired thoughts about some ghosts. –the Artblog editor
The window of my hotel room in Philadelphia overlooks the grave of Benjamin Franklin. Ben’s spirit presides over Philadelphia. So does Dante. The Rodin Museum on the Benjamin Franklin Parkway has been here so long it’s almost invisible. Its doors are the Gates of Hell. The thinker atop the Gates and in larger scale outside the Museum is The Thinker. The only garment is Dante’s hat from the only authentic contemporaneous portrait. The Thinker is Dante.
P.S. I first read in some compendious Rodin bio about how Rodin stripped Dante nude but left the hat as acknowledgement of his primary inspiration. Rodin said that’s what he intended. The representation of Dante wearing that hat has been visual shorthand for Dante since when his last friends were still alive and Petrarch had just met Laura. The Time-Life Giotto has, as I recall, a chapter on the various portraits of Dante.