
The Calling of St. Matthew
Light follows Christ's pointing hand across a dim counting-room to Matthew, who gestures at himself in disbelief. The picture made Caravaggio famous overnight.

Light follows Christ's pointing hand across a dim counting-room to Matthew, who gestures at himself in disbelief. The picture made Caravaggio famous overnight.

The only canvas Caravaggio ever signed, and he signed it in the blood running from the saint's throat, for the knights of Malta.

Caravaggio's first attempt at the subject, turned down by the patron, before he threw out the angels and left one man, one horse and the light.

The Virgin lies barefoot and swollen like any corpse. The church that ordered it refused delivery, and Rubens told his duke to buy it.

One disciple grips his chair to stand and the other throws his arms wide, while a fruit basket teeters off the edge toward us.

Three laborers strain to lever the cross upright with Peter nailed to it upside down. No crowd, no glory, just heavy work in the dark.

The corner of the stone slab juts out of the picture so the body looks about to be laid down in the room with you.

Thomas pushes his finger into the wound and two apostles lean in to watch, brows knotted, close enough to crowd the frame.

A real Roman boy dressed up as the wine god, heavy-lidded and slightly flushed, holding out a glass while the fruit beside him bruises.

Painted on a convex parade shield, so the head bulges toward you at the exact instant of the scream. A showpiece gift for the Medici.

The leaves are curling and worm-eaten and the fig has burst. Caravaggio painted the rot as carefully as the ripeness and called it enough.

One boy has a card hidden behind his back and his older partner signals the count on his fingers. It got Caravaggio his first patron.

Narcissus and his reflection close into a circle around a band of black water, and nothing else exists in the picture.

Fruit already spotting toward rot, painted with the same attention as the boy holding it. An early statement of what Caravaggio intended.

Isaac is shouting under his father's hand and the ram has already arrived at the right. Caravaggio gives the scene no ceremony whatsoever.

She reads his palm and takes the ring off his finger while she does it, and he is too busy looking at her to notice.

Jerome reaches across the table for the inkpot with a skull holding down his papers. Scholarship as physical labor, in a single hard light.

Three figures in a shallow dark box, and Caravaggio puts you where the crowd stood, having to decide what to do with him.

The horse and the groom take up most of the canvas and neither notices anything. The miracle happens entirely inside the man on the ground.