Something so compelling about stone displaying the softness of flesh and bronze looking wounded. Yes, those are bloody cuts on the pugilist's ears -- they think they let the metal corrode to denote blood.
A friend has a fantastic rooftop garden in New York, but unfortunately it is so high up you can't spot it from the street. Not so in Rome. Yesterday, as I wandered the streets I used to roam as a kid, my eyes (and camera) kept flicking upward. Greenery was everywhere peeking above tiles roofs … Continue reading GARDENS BETWEEN EARTH AND SKY
These are certainly not the blue and white porcelains that Whistler envisioned living in the delicate gold shelving of his Peacock Room. And at first I must admit this wide-ranging assortment of pottery came as a shock. Some of the muted colors disappeared against the peacock blue of the walls and the rough textures felt … Continue reading OF POTS AND PEACOCKS
Little round carvings that nestle in your palm, small enough so your fingers need not clamp tight, textured enough so they want to roam the bumps and crannies and curves.... when I see netsuke I imagine the fun my hand would get out of a mini-sculpture of a rat chasing its tail or a frieze … Continue reading BARBARIANS YOU CAN HANDLE
First it was drawings, then came photographs and plaster casts, X-rays and even the occasional CT-scan. Now art historians can sit at their computers and examine the three-dimensional image of a sculpture, swivel it, upend it, turn it round and round if they like. And remember the old plaster casts? Well now there is Selective … Continue reading NEW TOOLS FOR ART HISTORIANS