【Surfing Art｜藝術漫遊】
丟勒的失蹤版畫在法國市集被發現
德國文藝復興藝術家丟勒作於1520年的版畫〈天使給聖母瑪莉亞加冕〉，自二戰後就失蹤，迄今約70年。日前，此作被一位退休考古學家在法國東部的薩爾堡區古玩地攤中發現，以數歐元購得後，他注意到畫作背後印有德國斯圖加特博物館的印鑑，於是決定將這幅重見天日的畫作，以匿名方式歸還斯圖加特博物館。館方表示此作保存情況甚佳，目前尚未定案何時展出此作。
the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art
5月21日 20:45 ·
Albrecht Dürer was born #onthisday in 1471. His engaging portrayal of "St. Jerome in His Study" derives much of its appeal from Dürer's skillful manipulation of light and gradations of tone in his descriptions of the various textures of wood, fur, stone and cloth. On view in Gallery P6. We're open 10 am to 5 pm. Admission is free.
Story Behind Praying Hands by Albrecht Durer
February 21, 2009
The actual drawing of Hands, sketched in 1508, was intended as a preliminary study for an altarpiece commissioned by a wealthy Frankfort citizen, Jacob Heller. Nevertheless, the drawing is finished down to the last detail, because Durer planned to transpose it exactly in the final oil painting. For 13 months Durer worked on the final painting, determined to make it so sound and beautiful “that it will remain bright and fresh for five hundred years.“The Legend Behind the Praying Hands
Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuremberg, lived a family with eighteen children. Eighteen! In order merely to keep food on the table for this mob, the father and head of the household, a goldsmith by profession, worked almost eighteen hours a day at his trade and any other paying chore he could find in the neighborhood.Source: At The Well
Despite their seemingly hopeless condition, two of Albrecht Durer the Elder’s children had a dream. They both wanted to pursue their talent for art, but they knew full well that their father would never be financially able to send either of them to Nuremberg to study at the Academy.
After many long discussions at night in their crowded bed, the two boys finally worked out a pact. They would toss a coin. The loser would go down into the nearby mines and, with his earnings, support his brother while he attended the academy. Then, when that brother who won the toss completed his studies, in four years, he would support the other brother at the academy, either with sales of his artwork or, if necessary, also by laboring in the mines.
They tossed a coin on a Sunday morning after church. Albrecht Durer won the toss and went off to Nuremberg. Albert went down into the dangerous mines and, for the next four years, financed his brother, whose work at the academy was almost an immediate sensation. Albrecht’s etchings, his woodcuts, and his oils were far better than those of most of his professors, and by the time he graduated, he was beginning to earn considerable fees for his commissioned works.
When the young artist returned to his village, the Durer family held a festive dinner on their lawn to celebrate Albrecht’s triumphant homecoming. After a long and memorable meal, punctuated with music and laughter, Albrecht rose from his honored position at the head of the table to honor his beloved brother for the years of sacrifice that had enabled Albrecht to fulfill his ambition. His closing words were, “And now, Albert, blessed brother of mine, now it is your turn. Now you can go to Nuremberg to pursue your dream, and I will take care of you.”
All heads turned in eager expectation to the far end of the table where Albert sat, tears streaming down his pale face, shaking his lowered head from side to side while he sobbed and repeated, over and over, “No …no …no …no.”
Finally, Albert rose and wiped the tears from his cheeks. He glanced down the long table at the faces he loved, and then, holding his hands close to his right cheek, he said softly, “No, brother. I cannot go to Nuremberg. It is too late for me. Look … look what four years in the mines have done to my hands! The bones in every finger have been smashed at least once, and lately I have been suffering from arthritis so badly in my right hand that I cannot even hold a glass, much less make delicate lines on parchment or canvas with a pen or a brush. No, brother … for me it is too late.”
More than 450 years have passed. By now, Albrecht Durer’s hundreds of masterful portraits, pen and silver-point sketches, watercolors, charcoals, woodcuts, and copper engravings hang in every great museum in the world, but the odds are great that you, like most people, are familiar with only one of Albrecht Durer’s works. More than merely being familiar with it, you very well may have a reproduction hanging in your home or office.
One day, to pay homage to Albert for all that he had sacrificed, Albrecht Durer painstakingly drew his brother’s abused hands with palms together and thin fingers stretched skyward. He called his powerful drawing simply “Hands,” but the entire world almost immediately opened their hearts to his great masterpiece and renamed his tribute of love “The Praying Hands.”
The next time you see a copy of that touching creation, take a second look. Let it be your reminder, if you still need one, that no one–no one–ever makes it alone!
“A Better Way To Live” by Og Mandino
Further Reading: Albrecht Dürer
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據說此書之翻譯無瑕疵 我看注解也相當好 書的封面是羅丹的雕塑 "大教堂"之照像 | ||
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