Archivi tag: Old masters

WHEN FANNING IS AN ART |…ché sventolarsi è un’arte

Un caldo infernal che mai non resta attanaglia i giorni e le notti di questo lungo luglio: non c’è tregua all’ arsura e, in mancanza di climatizzatori tascabili, ho visto -non senza sorpresa- che il ventaglio esce dalle borse delle signore (abbastanza in là con gli anni, ma anche no) per dare quel movimento all’aria  giusto giusto ad ingentilire le conversazioni.

Giovanni Battista Moroni Portrait of Isotta Brembati Grumelli The Accademia Carrara, Bergamo, Italy ca. 1550 (detail)

Giovanni Battista Moroni Portrait of Isotta Brembati Grumelli The Accademia Carrara, Bergamo, Italy ca. 1550 (detail)

 Lo sapevano bene le dame della Storia Grande come le Regine di Francia ed Inghilterra, così come tutto quello stuolo di nobildonne di corte che la pittura ha immortalato in abiti ricchi di dettagli preziosi, facendo sì che il ventaglio non fosse solo un semplice accessorio atto a scacciare i calori quanto le puzze (c’erano!), ma anche a gestire tutto un linguaggio del “non detto” che ahimé, forse oggigiorno abbiamo un poco perduto: la seduzione ha cambiato le sue regole, ma non il gusto della caccia….

Portrait of Mary Kytson, Lady Darcy of Chiche, later Lady Rivers circa 1590 British School 16th century 1500-1599 Lent from a private collection 2002 http://www.tate.org.uk/art/work/L02466

Portrait of Mary Kytson, Lady Darcy of Chiche, later Lady Rivers circa 1590 British School 16th century 1500-1599 Lent from a private collection 2002

 

 Ma occorre ben rammentare che sventolarsi è un’arte, perché l’uso del ventaglio (o di qualsiasi oggetto che in un momento di caldo estremo vi può far da succedaneo) non è il semplice andar su è giù sgraziato e inarmonico: occorre tempo, ritmo costante, polso allenato al movimento leggero ed impercettibile che dà il giusto ristoro alla pelle (che non suda e né s’imperla) e alla conversazione, rendendo un che di civettuolo anche il banale “come va?”.

Rembrandt van Rijn (1606-69) Agatha Bas (1611-58), 1641 (detail)

Rembrandt van Rijn (1606-69) Agatha Bas (1611-58), 1641 (detail)

An infernal heat that never rests is gripping nights and days of this long July: there is no respite to this high temperature and, in the absence of pocket air conditioners, I saw  -with no surprise- that fans came out from ladies’ handbags…just to give that charming move to the air to refine conversations.

Joseph Frederich Charles Soulacroix, Secrets

Joseph Frederich Charles Soulacroix, Secrets

Queens of France and England, as well as all the great Ladies and noblewomen that art had immortalized in rich robes sprinkled of fine, glaring details, knew very well that the fan was not just a mere accessory useful in case of heat and dreadful smells:  they knew that it was an incountournable medium for messages of an unspoken language that only eyes and the gesture could understand…. A silent language which, alas, perhaps today we have lost:  seduction has changed its rules nowadays, but not the taste of the hunt ….

FREDERICK WARREN FREER (1849-1908) Portrait of the Artist's Wife, Margaret Cecilia Keenan, circa 1886

FREDERICK WARREN FREER (1849-1908) Portrait of the Artist’s Wife, Margaret Cecilia Keenan, circa 1886

But remember, when you fan yourself, do it properly because the use of a fan (or any object that in a moment of extreme heat could be used as a mere substitute) is not simply going up and down awkwardly and with an inharmonic movement: it takes time and you need a steady pace, a well trained wrist that allows and gives that fair refreshment to the skin (which does not sweat) and to the conversation, just to provide that flirty appeal even to the most common question as…”how are you?”.

A presto,

Nichka

 

The beautiful mess at Die Messe_A joyful journey at Schmuck 2012_days 2/3

Although I’m very fond on whatever could be considered “contemporary”, I must confess I always miss “my” old masters’ paintings. I consider them (both the authors and their works) as old friends and, it’s for this reason that, the next day I went to see two “Albrechts”  at the ALTE PINAKOTHEK.….

…I couldn’t miss the date!!

ALBRECHT  DÜRER, Self portrait, 1500, oil on panel

He painted himself at the age of 30, in 1500, a crucial century for art history and for that time; he painted himself as Salvator Mundi probably becuse he wanted to emphasize the importance of ART on life through the times…MAGNIFICENT!!!! A self-portrait which conveys the northern Renaissance and opens  a new window beyond the Alps.

ALBRECHT ALTDORFER, The Battle of Issus,1529

Painted in 1529 and commissioned to Altdorfer by the Duke Wilhelm IV of Bavaria, the painting sets the image during the battle if Issus between Alexander The Great and Empereor Darius III in 333 b.C. .Altdorfer, headmaster of the Danube school, painted this astonishing oeuvre from an extremely high point of view, giving importance to the landascape and, above all, to this apocalyptic sky: unforgettable.

For ALBRECHT  DÜRER see: E. Panofsky, La vita e l’opera di Albrecht Dürer, Abscondita, 2006 ; F. Anzelewsky, Albrecht Dürer: das Malerische Werk, Berlin 1991; T. Holger-Bolchert et alii , Van Eyck to Dürer, exhibition cat., Bruges 2010-11;

For ALBRECHT ALTDORFER: Ch. S. Wood, Albrecht Altdorfer and the origins of landscape, London 1993

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NEUE MESSE MÜNCHEN

SCHMUCK

KAZUMI NAGANO, Set of three brooches, bamboo – nylon-gold

..walking on beauties…

from left: Birgit Laken, “Summer-and-the-city”, necklace and Katsura Sasaki, necklaces/brooches

from left:      Karin Seufert, Chain    and         Mikiko Minewaki, “Violet”, Necklace

M° Francesco Pavan, “Sasso 1” and “Sasso 2”

See the selected artist and more on: http://bijoucontemporain.unblog.fr/

Herbert- Hoffman- Preis 2012. The winners are: ALEXANDER BLANK, DESPHO SOPHOCLEUS and TORE SVENSSON.

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Two new events! “MICHEAL BECKER” at GALERIE FÜR ANGEWANDTE KUNST and “DIE RENAISSANCE DES EMAILLIERENS” at GALERIE HANDWERK

Adrean Bloomard, Brooch

..visiting Galerie Handwerk…

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