The airy tint of peach shines in
Leaving curlicues of grey upon the wall
Angled, the comic chimneys gaze in
Contrasted in height and size and light
Waves of shouting vehicles wafts in
Sounds of a busy world down below
The open window lets my mind out
Whilst emptily letting all envelop me.
A blog to explore the interests of an original renaissance woman; arts, sciences, poetry, librarianship and everything in between.
Friday, 29 March 2013
Thursday, 28 March 2013
Metaphors for embodiment; Or I'm really losing it this time
This is a work in progress taken from my latest essay but it works quite nicely as a standalone piece, I think. This series of Janice Gordon's work was on show at La Specola, Florence's Natural History Museum and I've talked about it in a previous post Hearts of Florence.
The Materia Medica/Metafisica series of portraits are described in the catalogue;
The Materia Medica/Metafisica series of portraits are described in the catalogue;
© Janice Gordon |
Gordon has constructed “portraits” using images from antique anatomical drawings, art history and nature, creating them on original 17th century materia medica manuscript pages. The beeswax that has been used contains virgin wax from the apiary at the Benedictine Monastery of Torrechiara near Parma, Italy. While “materia medica” refers to medicinal substances used to heal the body, “metaļ¬sica” refers to the aspects of spirit, mind and mystery, which transcend the bodyIn order to draw out some of the complex iconography, I want to concentrate on one image in the series. The most recognisable feature is the face of Leonardo da Vinci's 1477 portrait of Ginevra de Benci which sits within a profile dissected head, surrounding her face like a halo. A skeletal orange torso with arms folded is affixed to her forehead. The serious austerity of her gaze takes on a sadness due to her slightly tilted face. The lines of her neck continue downwards towards the head and arms of a sleeping foetus which lies over her upper chest, whilst figures in old fashioned diving costumes surround it. Snippets of red musculature, a curved spine, cut ribs and coloured nerves form her shoulders and truncated arms, in a parody of a stiff renaissance costume. The three quarter pose with cropped arms is familiar from other fifteenth century portraits. The beeswax marks the manuscript parchment at the top and bottom of the collage.
Monday, 25 March 2013
Fishwives and Cornish Art
***intermission***
As a bit of light artistic relief I have blogged on Cornish art over at Contrary Towers
As a bit of light artistic relief I have blogged on Cornish art over at Contrary Towers
Sunday, 17 March 2013
Poetry of Line
Poetry of line.
A house stands on a morning hillside,
Quivering through the dewy haze.
An Italian scent rising with the sun,
An intense suggestion of shapes.
He looks at the landscape
As if at his palms, seeming
Random collection of sharp marks
To craft soft foliage or
A living hand
Line of poetry.
A collection of domestic vessels
Cluster smartly,looking out oddly.
An Italian scent rising from the cloth
An intense order of natura morta.
He looks at the homely
With a half closed stare, seeming
Creating rounds, fluted and handled
To create solid with light
A living gaze
Giorgio Morandi at the Estorick.
A house stands on a morning hillside,
Quivering through the dewy haze.
An Italian scent rising with the sun,
An intense suggestion of shapes.
He looks at the landscape
As if at his palms, seeming
Random collection of sharp marks
To craft soft foliage or
A living hand
Line of poetry.
A collection of domestic vessels
Cluster smartly,looking out oddly.
An Italian scent rising from the cloth
An intense order of natura morta.
He looks at the homely
With a half closed stare, seeming
Creating rounds, fluted and handled
To create solid with light
A living gaze
Giorgio Morandi at the Estorick.
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