hear me out... giotto as the architect of his own dream, passing on the idea of building his ideal "project" through generations, watching his ancestors move away from his main idea and after nine generations finally someone appears who understands him again
Palaces of silver and gold
Cannot be designed overnight
It's like the saying I've often been told
"No matter the cost, do things right"
You have to be careful, you have to be diligent
Planning and measuring every detail
Creating is drawing, erasing and drawing again
And I've never been in it for fame or attention
I only work hard so the structures won't fail











