Funny as it may look, throughout history the primary aspiration of most people has ever been to be remembered after the Reaper has taken good care of them. The poor had to make do with a wooden cross stuck in the ground, the citizen with a name engraved in a stone, whereas the wealthy, the famous and the powerful could afford a painter to immortalize their faces on canvas. But well done portraits are often a double-edged sword: sometimes they suggest to the posterity also aspects of the soul that should have been better buried with the body… anyhow here they are for you to judge.