A head, just a head, just a bloody head, sad fate, that of martyrs, eyes lost at the final moment,searching for a divine help that never came perhaps because everybody is meant to suffer in this valley of death, awaiting for that final judgement. Did they die in vain? The light falling upon this polychrome carving at the museum Frederic Mares in Barcelona remind me in a way of that last hope, that last glimpse of light at the end of the road, when nothing human can save you from your misfortune and you are all alone with nothing but your faith.
