This rendition of the Last Supper hangs in the dining area of my mother in laws home. It has been there for many years and I never paid much attention to it. However this weekend the light of the setting sun shining through the window beautifully lit it. So it caught my attention. Now that I take a closer look at this work of art, I see everything is quite unreal: the room, the table, the how the men are arranged and how they are depicted. It is supposed to commemorate an important religious event, however for me it questions the authenticity of the event.