When I got into the church the has the name, Archbrotherhood
of the Sculola Grande of Saint Roch , all I could think of doing was laying
down on the floor and looking up at the ceiling, for there was no other way to
enjoy the beauty above me. When Margaret
Oldham brought me a very large mirror and pointed to its centre, I could see
that the only way to see the ceiling was to walk around with the mirror in
front of me pointing up and with me looking down into the mirror.
A sumptuous feast of colour and light. Overwhelming, so many Tintoretto’s. That is not to say that it is not possible to
see all of this in books, but the magnificence of whole pieces of art, from the
floor to the ceilings over two stories high.
That is what is awe-inspiring.
Margaret says over and over – “Tintoretto’s painting lifetime was only
30 years. How did he get all of this done?” The flow of the costuming and the grace of
the figures doesn’t stop. At one point
today I stopped to say, “There must be a volume called “Every possible position
from which to view a crucified body”, for we have seen it all. Margaret said, “That work has been done. We have it at home. Peter has photographed them all.”
Margaret is a lot of fun to travel with.
Arta
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