This morning: Caravaggio exhibit, quick tribute to il Duomo.
My Dad's comment on Caravaggio, I mean you can tell he's an artist by the comment he makes. All of us, the people, the commoners, go "Ahhh, Caravaggio, the light, those eyes". He looks at the armors instead and goes: "Wow, I'm impressed by the way he renders the color black".
Caravaggio, "La cattura di Cristo" (the capture of Christ)
Ok. Daddy. Chapeaux. (Hats off).
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this reminds me of my high school days (and my deulusional belief that i could have a successful career as an art historian), when i was forced to remember only one or two pieces from each maestro. and to learn key words such as "contrapposto," and "chiaroscuro," and "sfuma," and "foreshortening;" where the light source was...all that sort of stuff.
damn you. damn caravaggio. damn italians.
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