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Set against the lush tapestry of Renaissance Rome, this is a mesmerizing tale of love, art, and most notably, the love of art. After Artemisia Gentileschi, a promising young painter, is raped by her instructor, a papal court orders her torture and her father betrays her. Shamed but not vanquished, she asks her harsh parent to arrange her marriage to another painter and, thus vindicated in the eyes of society and the church, she begins a new life. But not a happy one. Artemisia's visceral passion to create art-specifically, to depict on canvas the kind of strong heroine she herself has become-threatens to overwhelm her roles as wife and daughter. Her struggle to reconcile her conflicting passions lies at the heart of Artemisia's story, ingeniously crafted by Susan Vreeland, whose gift of language is matched by her uncanny ability to evoke a distant time and place. Vreeland's previous novel, the best-selling Girl in Hyacinth Blue, dazzled the critics and was voted a Book Sense Book of the Year finalist. Once again bringing the visual arts to vivid life, The Passion of Artemisia is a glowing, subtly delineated portrait of a remarkable woman-the first to make a significant contribution to art history.… (mais)
Rome, 1611. Agée de dix-huit ans, Artemisia accuse de viol Agostino Tassi, un ami et collègue de son Père le célèbre-peintre Orizio Gentileschi. Humiliée par le tribunal papal, qui refuse de la croire, elle voit son agresseur acquitté, et son honneur bafoué. Pour sauver sa réputation, Artemisia accepte un mariage arrangé et part Pour Florence où son talent saura s'affirmer grâce à l'appui de mécènes. Mais pardonnera-t-elle à son Père de ne pas l'avoir défendue ? Artemisia Gentileschi (1593-1653), la Première femme peintre reconnue de l'Histoire, connut un destin à nul autre pareil. La passion d'Artemisia retrace la vie de cette artiste singulière, en lutte contre les Préjugés de son époque, et qui suscita l'admiration de Michel-Ange le Jeune, Côme II de Médicis et Galilée. ( )
I love this book. I'm so glad I discovered Artemisia. I'm captivated by her art and now I understand her passion. This book was so well written and the story was compelling. I want to read more about Artemisia and get some books of her artwork. ( )
I thought this was a good biographical novel on the artist and I was particularly impressed with the author's characterization of Artemisia. But did it blow me away? Not really. Did it challenge me? Nope. Will I remember it for years to come. Don't think so. It was average, though not in a bad way. Just an average way. I'd still recommend. ( )
La història d'Artemisia, pintora i mare d'una filla, que va ser violada on ens reflexa la situació, en la època, de les dones i el que costa d'evolucionar. ( )
Informação do Conhecimento Comum em inglês.Edite para a localizar na sua língua.
About suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters: how well they understood Its human position; how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along.
-W. H. Auden “Musee des Beaux Arts,” 1940
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Informação do Conhecimento Comum em inglês.Edite para a localizar na sua língua.
To Kip, amore mio, for his understanding
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Informação do Conhecimento Comum em inglês.Edite para a localizar na sua língua.
My father walked beside me to give me courage, his palm touching gently the back laces of my bodice.
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Informação do Conhecimento Comum em inglês.Edite para a localizar na sua língua.
I closed my eyes and breathed slower to let the new truth settle and find a spot to live in me – how hard the world was going to make me.
“I long to know everything you’ve seen in Florence – every painting and sculpture, every church, piazza, and tower, everything in sunlight, shadow, even rain. If you could spare the time and if it would please you, put your artist’s eyes into words.”
“Where art and science touch is the realm of the imagination, the place where original ideas are born, the place where both of us are most alive.”
I could study this Sabine woman who lived nineteen centuries ago and feel empathy for her, but now her struggle did not devastate me, did not make me wince as I had the first time I’d seen her. I had walked by this sculpture a thousand times on my way to the vegetable market and I had not become rigid with anger. Those atrocities against women had not ceased to exist in the world, but life marches on. Onions and white beans must still be bought.
At home I untied the string and tipped out the earring – Graziela’s pearl drop. On a scrap of paper edged with Graziela’s leafy tendrils were the words, “Sell the pair. Buy paint.” A warm wave passed through me. I touched the earring to my lips and closed my eyes, sure that I had never understood love till now.
“I paint out of honor and pride and rapture and grief and doubt and love and yearning.” I spoke evenly, but quickly so he wouldn’t interrupt me. “I hope I may live so long as to paint out of every emotion felt by humankind.”
Had I done something similar to what Father had done, sacrificed a person for my art? … Love is so easily bruised by the necessity of making choices.
“At some times in our lives, our passion makes us perpetrators of hurt and loss. At other times we are the ones who are hurt – all in the name of art. Sometimes we get what we want. Sometimes we pay for another to get what he or she wants.” I looked at Palmira apologetically. “That’s the way the world works.”
I scraped back my chair and stood up, still waiting for her to say something. I took the letter back from her, went into the other room and poured a glass of wine, sat there alone and drank it all, quickly, three gulps. My cup of bitterness. I had a daughter with no feeling for others.
“Only painting and a daughter,” he murmured. Like him, I suddenly realized. He’d had the same two. Only I had denied him the joy of one in a way Palmira had not denied me. We looked into each other’s eyes at the same instant, both of us awash with sorrow and recognition, seeing each other face to face. I felt the cords of connection tighten. “I am my father’s daughter.” “How’s that?” “We have both chosen art over our daughters,” I said softly.
Author's notes: The Passion of Artemisia is fiction, which is to say, imagined conversations seamed together by pieces of days and nights, trivial as well as momentous actions, invented characters as well as actual people. Woolf says women’s history “has to be invented – both discovered and made up.” This is the process by which a historic figure moves from yellowed archives to academic interest and from scholarship to heroic popular legend, becoming more complex and beloved as a result. I wanted to participate in giving Artemisia her cultural moment, her own heroism. I was true to fact only so long as fact furnished believable drama, in the hope that what I produced would be concordant with the soul and passions of the real Artemisia Gentileschi, 1593 – 1653, for whom the story behind the art was always vital.
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Informação do Conhecimento Comum em inglês.Edite para a localizar na sua língua.
“Si, Papa.” I kissed him lightly on the forehead. “I will.”
Set against the lush tapestry of Renaissance Rome, this is a mesmerizing tale of love, art, and most notably, the love of art. After Artemisia Gentileschi, a promising young painter, is raped by her instructor, a papal court orders her torture and her father betrays her. Shamed but not vanquished, she asks her harsh parent to arrange her marriage to another painter and, thus vindicated in the eyes of society and the church, she begins a new life. But not a happy one. Artemisia's visceral passion to create art-specifically, to depict on canvas the kind of strong heroine she herself has become-threatens to overwhelm her roles as wife and daughter. Her struggle to reconcile her conflicting passions lies at the heart of Artemisia's story, ingeniously crafted by Susan Vreeland, whose gift of language is matched by her uncanny ability to evoke a distant time and place. Vreeland's previous novel, the best-selling Girl in Hyacinth Blue, dazzled the critics and was voted a Book Sense Book of the Year finalist. Once again bringing the visual arts to vivid life, The Passion of Artemisia is a glowing, subtly delineated portrait of a remarkable woman-the first to make a significant contribution to art history.
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