Today my dad and I went to a museum at The Belvedere Palace while my mom was out of town with her students for a day. We looked at the original art by artists like Klimpt, Rodin, and Schiele. The art was amazing, I loved how you could see the stories that the art told. There was one piece were there were many people huddled around a chess set, one man was sitting looking at the chess board and had an insulted and confused expression on his face, so you could see that he had lost the game. Across from him stood a beautiful woman in a pink dress looking pleasantly down at the the chess board as well. I could see that she was the winner of the game because there were many people starring at her in admiration. Some other proof was that in the cluster of people there was a fat lady looking at the woman in the pink with a look of jealousy, probably jealous of the woman's smart and beautiful qualities. Also, there was a man sitting and starring up at the woman obviously completely in love with her.