Ash Wednesday, by Karl Spitzweg
"Here we see a man who, only hours before, was cavorting in full-blown pleasure as Carnaval’s excesses wound to a roaring end. He may have been a costumed reveler, swirling with friends amidst a cascade of Bratwurst, schnapps, and ancient rowdy tunes. Or he may have been a hired performer, a jester exhausted from working the long days of celebration, who somehow got on the wrong side of things. Now, though, he sits in a dungeon. His hope now lies in the faint light that proclaims the morning known as Ash Wednesday and the beginning of Lent. Art conveys what words cannot."
From Professor Carol website
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