There is a museum in Rome with two Caravaggios, Raphael’s Fornarina and a Holbein, which you can walk into with no queue, no timed slots and no booking months ahead.

It is Palazzo Barberini, and the paradox is right there: five hundred metres from the Trevi Fountain, where thirty thousand people pass every day, there is a national gallery in which you often find yourself alone in a room. In 2025 the Gallerie Nazionali passed seven hundred thousand visitors, which is a good number and remains a fraction of what the Vatican Museums see in two months.

The reason is not that the museum is minor. It is that it has no single emblematic work the booking sites can put on a cover, like the Sistine Chapel or Bernini’s David. Instead it has ten or twelve masterpieces scattered about, a Baroque palace worth the visit in its own right, and two staircases that tell the most famous rivalry in Italian architecture.

Let me tell you what to look for, in order, and then how to organise the visit.

1 – The Narcissus attributed to Caravaggio

Let’s begin with the one scholars argue about, because it is the room where it pays to slow down.

The Narcissus is an extraordinary painting: a young man kneeling on the bank, bent towards his own image, with the luminous sleeve occupying the centre of the canvas and darkness all around. The composition closes into a circle, body and reflection touch at the knee, and there is nothing else. No landscape, no nymph, no story told: only the act of looking at oneself.

But is it by Caravaggio? Here is the honest part. It was Roberto Longhi who attributed it to Caravaggio in 1916, dating it to around 1597-1599, the Palazzo Madama years under Cardinal Del Monte. The attribution was supported by Bernard Berenson, Maurizio Calvesi and Mina Gregori, who however withdrew it in 1989. From 1973-74 Cesare Brandi proposed Spadarino instead, that is Giovanni Antonio Galli, a hypothesis relaunched by Gianni Papi in 1986, with a date that would slide as late as the mid-seventeenth century.

Today the question is open, and recent radiographic analysis has not closed it: it has deepened the disagreement. The painting has been in the gallery since a 1916 donation.

What I would suggest is looking at it before you read the label. It is a tremendously powerful painting with or without the right name underneath, and the attribution story is interesting precisely because there are no goodies and baddies: there are two possible good painters, and the picture is not talking.

the Narcissus attributed to Caravaggio, a young man bent over the bank looking at his own reflection in the water

2 – Judith Beheading Holofernes

This one, on the other hand, is Caravaggio beyond argument, and its rediscovery reads like a film.

Judith Beheading Holofernes is from 1599-1602 (there is a payment receipt dated 21 May 1602), it measures 145 by 195 centimetres and it was commissioned by the banker Ottavio Costa, who warmly commended it to his heirs in his will.

Then it vanished. For three and a half centuries nobody knew where it was: it was documented in Costa’s will of 1632 and in an inventory of 1639, then silence. It resurfaced in 1950, when the restorer Pico Cellini spotted it in the home of the Coppi family and brought it to the attention of Roberto Longhi. It was presented to the public at the great Caravaggio exhibition of 1951.

And what to look at, standing in front of it? The chosen moment. Caravaggio paints neither the before nor the after: he paints the exact instant of the cut, with the blade already in the neck, the blood spurting in thin lines and the head still alive, its mouth open in a scream. It is a choice nobody had made before with this rawness.

Then look at Judith’s face. She is not furious and she is not ecstatic: she is disgusted, her body pulling back while her arms do the work. The revulsion is the most realistic thing in the picture, and the old servant beside her, cloth at the ready, watches the scene with a ferocious concentration that is its exact opposite. Two different reactions to the same act, in a hundred and eighty centimetres of canvas.

Caravaggio's Judith Beheading Holofernes, with the blade already in the neck and the servant watching

3 – Raphael’s Fornarina, and the hidden ring

A small painting on panel, 87 by 63 centimetres, dated around 1520, the last year of Raphael’s life. A woman at half length, her breast barely veiled, her left hand brought to her chest, a turban and a gaze that comes towards you without looking at you.

On the armband, if you get close, there is the signature: RAPHAEL VRBINAS. Raphael of Urbino. The signature is placed exactly on the arm with which the woman covers herself, and that says a good deal about the relationship between the two.

Who is she? Tradition identifies her as Margherita Luti, the daughter of a baker in Trastevere, loved by Raphael, hence the nickname “Fornarina”, the baker girl. It has to be said precisely: that name is not documented before the eighteenth century, so the identification is a late tradition, not a fact.

And here is the detail that turns this picture into a story. During restoration, non-destructive analysis was carried out on the panel, and on the left hand, on the ring finger, a ring emerged that cannot be seen with the naked eye: it had been covered with a glaze the colour of skin. The overpainting is attributed to Giulio Romano, the pupil who inherited the workshop when the master died.

A ring on the left ring finger, covered over immediately after the painter’s death. What it means we do not know: some read it as evidence of a secret marriage, others think of workshop convenience. But the physical act is documented, and knowing there is a ring under that painted skin changes the way you look at that hand.

Raphael's Fornarina, portrait of a woman with a turban and an armband bearing the artist's signature

4 – The Beatrice Cenci that may not be Beatrice Cenci

The best-loved painting in this museum is the one where we know neither who painted it nor who it portrays. And it is one of the most interesting things in Rome, if told properly.

You know the image: a girl wrapped in a white cloth, turning to look out of the picture, her eyes bright. For two centuries Romantic Europe believed it to be the portrait of Beatrice Cenci made shortly before her execution, and on that basis Stendhal, Shelley and Dumas wrote about her.

First the true story, which is dreadful. Beatrice Cenci was born in Rome on 6 February 1577. Her father, Francesco Cenci, was a violent man: in 1595 he had her confined in the castle of Petrella Salto, where she suffered mistreatment and abuse, and from where she wrote letters asking to be married off or placed in a convent. On 9 September 1598 Francesco was attacked in his sleep and killed, with the complicity of the steward Olimpio Calvetti and a servant. The trial was conducted by the judge Ulisse Moscati; the defence lawyer Prospero Farinacci accused the father of having raped his daughter, but Beatrice never confirmed that accusation in her depositions. She was convicted and beheaded at Castel Sant’Angelo on 11 September 1599, aged twenty-two.

And now the painting. The attribution is contested on every front. It is given to Guido Reni or his pupils, but also to Elisabetta Sirani and Ginevra Cantofoli: in the original inventory of the Barberini collection it was recorded as by an unknown hand, and only later did Reni’s name arrive. Some tell the story of Reni visiting Beatrice in her cell the night before the execution, and others object that he was not even in Rome at the time.

So: it is probably not by Guido Reni and probably not Beatrice Cenci. It is a portrait of a sibyl or of a young woman, by an uncertain hand, onto which a city has projected its most painful story.

And the myth has won anyway. This is the part I find wonderful: the uncertainty has not weakened the picture, it has made it more powerful. People stop in front of that face because they see in it a twenty-two-year-old condemned to death, and what they see is stronger than what the work is. It is the clearest case I know of an image becoming true by adoption.

the presumed portrait of Beatrice Cenci at Palazzo Barberini, a young woman with a white cloth around her head turning round

5 – Holbein’s Henry VIII

Hans Holbein the Younger, 1540, oil on panel, 88.5 by 74.5 centimetres. Henry VIII frontal, at three-quarter length, with the embroidered doublet, the jewels and hands you cannot see: only the mass of the body and the stare.

It was painted for the occasion of his marriage to Anne of Cleves, and it is one of the portraits that built the king’s image in the European imagination: that way of standing, frontal and broad, was copied, replicated and sent to diplomats across half of Europe. It should be said cautiously that catalogue entries for the Holbein paintings in the collection speak of works attributable more or less directly to him or to his circle, and for a painter whose output has largely reached us through workshop copies, caution is called for.

The detail that makes it all more interesting is the context of the marriage. Anne of Cleves was chosen by Henry on diplomatic grounds and, according to the received story, on the basis of a portrait Holbein had made of her. When he saw her in person the king was disappointed, the marriage was annulled within months, and Holbein’s court career came out of it very badly. This Henry VIII, painted to celebrate that union, is therefore the portrait of a moment that ended badly for everyone.

6 – Pietro da Cortona’s ceiling, and the bees

Now look up. In the main hall there is the Triumph of Divine Providence by Pietro da Cortona, frescoed between 1632 and 1639.

It covers more than five hundred square metres, and it is the second-largest fresco cycle in Rome, after the Sistine Chapel. The allegorical programme was devised by the man of letters Francesco Bracciolini, and it is a machine of family propaganda so brazen that it is almost touching.

At the centre, the three theological virtues (Faith, Hope and Charity) hold a laurel crown inside which three bees are flying. Those three bees are the coat of arms of the Barberini, and the laurel alludes to the poetic ambitions of Pope Urban VIII, who wrote Latin verse. Translated: divine Providence, in person, crowns the family of the man who paid for the fresco.

And here is the reading I want to leave you with. Looking at that ceiling you understand what Baroque nepotism was: not a hidden abuse, but a declared programme. Urban VIII was elected in 1623, and this palace was built immediately afterwards for his nephews, Cardinal Francesco and Taddeo Barberini. The bees are everywhere: on the fireplaces, on the keystones, on the coat of arms above the portico, on the Triton Fountain a hundred metres from here. They were not hiding, they were signing.

Pietro da Cortona's Triumph of Divine Providence on the ceiling of the great hall of Palazzo Barberini

7 – Two staircases, two rivals

The last work is not a painting, and it is the reason this palace is unique: Bernini and Borromini worked here together, and their two staircases are still in place, one per wing.

The palace was built between 1625 and 1633. The initial design is by Carlo Maderno, elderly by then; Francesco Borromini collaborated with him and handled numerous constructive and decorative details; on Maderno’s death, from 1629, direction passed to Gian Lorenzo Bernini.

The result is a head-to-head comparison:

  • in the south wing there is Borromini’s helical staircase: oval, screwed around itself, with little columns spiralling upwards and a central void that pulls the eye up. It is geometry in motion;
  • in the north wing there is Bernini’s staircase of honour, on a square plan: straight, monumental, made so that a procession of important people can climb it in file. It is geometry standing still.

Two opposite ways of solving the same problem, in the same building, in the same years. If their rivalry interests you, I have told it in full in the curiosities about Bernini and Borromini: this is its most concrete setting, because here there are no anecdotes, there are two staircases you can compare in ten minutes.

Practical information

Details verified on 30 July 2026 on the official page of the Italian Ministry of Culture and on the Gallerie Nazionali site. Before you travel, check again on barberinicorsini.org.

Ticket and validity. Full 15 euros, reduced 2 euros for EU citizens aged 18 to 25. The thing worth knowing: the ticket is combined and is valid for 20 days from stamping at both venues, Palazzo Barberini and the Galleria Corsini in Trastevere. You do not have to do it all on the same day: you come in here today and go to Corsini in a fortnight, on the same ticket.

Free admission. Free for under 18s, for school groups accompanied by EU teachers (by booking), for students and teachers of architecture, humanities and conservation of cultural heritage, education sciences and fine arts academies, for Ministry of Culture staff, ICOM members, licensed tour guides, accredited journalists, visitors with disabilities and one companion, and for Italian citizens living abroad registered with AIRE.

Opening hours. Tuesday to Sunday, 10 am to 7 pm; closed Monday. The ticket office closes at 6 pm.

Booking. Generally not needed, and that is this museum’s chief advantage. It is however compulsory on the free-admission days, that is the first Sunday of the month and 25 April, 2 June and 4 November; and it is always needed for groups, which can be a maximum of 25 people.

Current exhibitions. This museum handles loans and high-level exhibitions, and right now there is one worth the trip on its own: Vermeer at Palazzo Barberini, with the Woman in Blue Reading a Letter, until 11 October 2026. At Palazzo Corsini there is Prospettive. Fotografare Palazzo Corsini until 4 October 2026. A major exhibition on Bernini and the Barberini is also announced for 2026. Check the programme before you go: exhibitions here change the order of the rooms, and a work from the list above may be moved or temporarily out of view.

Getting there. Metro A, Barberini stop, and you are in front of the gate. The entrance is at Via delle Quattro Fontane 13, and the palace announces itself from the gate on Piazza Barberini.

How much time to allow. Two hours for the full route at a comfortable pace, an hour if you only have the seven pieces in this article in mind. Add half an hour if you want to go up and down both staircases, which is what I would recommend.

If you want the ticket already in your pocket, you can book entry to Palazzo Barberini and the Galleria Corsini online and check the available slots. It is the same combined ticket I was describing, with a date and time, and it saves you the till on exhibition days.

What to see nearby

Palazzo Barberini sits where Roman Baroque is at its most concentrated, and within a ten-minute walk there are three things that complete the visit.

The closest is the Triton Fountain, in Piazza Barberini, under the palace windows: it is by Bernini, it has the family bees on the coat of arms, and I wrote about it in the article on the Triton Fountain. Five minutes downhill is the Trevi Fountain. And if the two Caravaggios have given you an appetite, the rest of his Roman output is in the article on Caravaggio’s paintings.

The other collection to line up with this one is the Doria Pamphilj Gallery, twenty minutes’ walk away: two Caravaggios there too, but in a private house still lived in by the family rather than in a national gallery. If instead you want the comparison on visiting times, the museum that stands to Barberini as night stands to day is the Galleria Borghese: same period, same quality, two-hour slots and booking compulsory weeks ahead. One you have to plan, the other you can decide on this morning.

One last thing. When you come out, stop under the portico and look up at the coat of arms with the bees. There are three of them, in a triangle, and from that moment you will see them all over Rome: on fountains, on doorways, on keystones, and even on the stones reused from the Colosseum that ended up on this palace’s building site in 1634. The Barberini signed the city, and now you can recognise the signature.