The essay was written from the artist's prespective. I had to put myself in the shoes of an artist and describe what I thought was the value of art.

My name is Donato di Niccolò di Betto Bardi, but all my friends call me Donatello. I was born in Florence in 1383. My father was a wool comber and I could not see me following in his footsteps. It is now 1465, and I am at the end of my life. What have I accomplished with all my hard work? I am considered one of the hardest working artists in my time. Has the …

…longer does my vision of Christ look like a peasant, but the proud and loving son of God. I ask has the value of my work been worth the sacrifices that I made. When I look at the contributions that I have made to art and Christianity I have to say with a resounding yes. Will historians believe differently - only time will tell? My God has acknowledged my worth with my gift of art.