Dante in bianco e nero

I started from Hell, of course, and Dante for me can only be black and white like Doré did.
I give my interpretation, scratched and uncanny. Dante is perturbing.

Only when Dante meets Beatrice, everything becomes color, slowly …

Guardaci ben! Ben son, ben son Beatrice!
Come degnasti d’accedere al monte?
non sapei tu che qui è l’uom felice?