The idolatry of King Solomon
The air in the temple feels heavy, thick with the scent of burning incense and the weight of stone. A single, sharp light cuts through the gloom from the left, striking the pale skin of a nude female statue perched upon an elevated pedestal. This figure, a sculpture of Venus and Cupid, stands as a silent witness to the ritual unfolding below. King Solomon kneels in the dimness, his presence…














