A lifeless woman in crimson robes lies sprawled across a bed while grieving figures gather in shadow around her, their faces etched with sorrow and resignation. Caravaggio bathes the scene in deep browns and blacks punctuated by brilliant reds and golden light, creating an intensely intimate moment of mortality that feels both sacred and achingly human. At home in a gallery, study, or contemplative space that honors art history. Made to order by hand at our own Denver facility, it arrives as nine wood panels, each a half-inch thick with a keyhole on the back so it hangs easily. The natural grain shows through the artwork, so no two come out exactly alike.