Meeting Benches World art in all forms

The “Melun Diptych” is a painting on wood, probably made around 1450 for an altar of the cathedral of Melun, attributed to Jean Fouquet http://meetingbenches.com/2015/08/jean-fouquet-14201481-french-painter-the-master-of-panel-painting-and-manuscript-illumination/ The origin of royal impulse, it was a desire to Charles VII, to perpetuate the memory of Agnes Sorel, his mistress. The diptych – from whom is also the small portrait of the artist, preserved …

PILGRIM The faithful mirror of those dark eyes, the interior retains a golden reflection. It seems that it draws from the deep chest, the light therein placed by grief. And you invite me, innocent girl, to dive in that your nighttime look. You want me to turn on you, and me with you, the crazy love, and in the cup …

“Flagellation of Christ” is a painting made around 1450 by Piero della Francesca http://meetingbenches.com/2016/02/piero-della-francesca-14161492-italian-painter-a-myth-through-the-centuries/ That painting, made with the technique of tempera on panel, is preserved in the Galleria Nazionale delle Marche in Urbino, hosted in the Palazzo Ducale (extraordinary princely residence of the fifteenth century, commissioned by Duke Federico da Montefeltro, lord of Urbino). http://www.guideurbino.it/en/default.aspx After the apartment of …

THE BIRDS The singing of the birds in frond frond, and the fragrant wind in the flowers, and lighten transparencies languor, which make our lives more joyful, because they are the Nature and Heaven favors her, that the world wants to fall in love. So, sweet voices and sweet smells, the air, the earth and the waves are already filled. …

THE GOLDEN HAIR Golden hair and clear and pure amber, which has the aura sways on snow and flies. Gentle eyes and clearer than the sun, to do the dark night a clear day, it could dispel any rough and hard sorrow. Rubies and pearls, where words come out so sweet, that no other good soul wants. Ivory hands, which …

FRANCESCO NESI 1/3 – Francesco Nesi is born in a September day in San Casciano Val di Pesa, Tuscany. At present, he lives and works in Tavarnelle Val di Pesa. He is a self-taught artist, and his love for art allowed him to transform a passion in a full-time work. Dreams are the main feature of his compositions, and all …

DARK MOTHER I brought you up with soil and water, a young swallow to be and yet a wild creature, to have you as my alphabet-book in the times, and as my unfading nightlight in memory. But you, looking for the source of dreams, near the Virgin Mary, developed wings, refused the land our dark, our first mother. (Nikos Gkatsos)

AS MUCH AS YOU CAN And if you can’t shape your life the way you want, at least try as much as you can not to degrade it, by too much contact with the world, by too much activity and talk. Try not to degrade it by dragging it along, taking it around and exposing it so often, to the …

Three sisters are living – over three summers – the transition from adolescence to maturity, a journey filled with love and expectations, disappointments and illusions. Protagonists of their stories, the characters are made of sky, land and sea: the brightness of the landscape and the red earth of Greece, together with the Athens shops and what birds draw in that …

The art based on the value, functionality, and the concatenation of sounds, is called music. With reference to the technical means which they earned (and the forms in which it is expressed during the times), it envelops our planet, with shades that can be Greek or Eastern, Byzantine or romantic. The music, like painting, knows many shades of expression, what …

DENIAL On the secret seashore, white like a pigeon, we thirsted at noon; but the water was brackish. On the golden sand, we wrote her name; but the sea-breeze blew and the writing vanished. With what spirit, what heart, what desire and passion, we lived our life: a mistake! So we changed our life. (Yiorgos Seferis)

THE WAKE We saw the wake, but nothing of the boat, because it was happiness that had passed by. They gazed at each other, deep in their eyes a perception at last of the promised clearing, where great stags were running in all their freedom. No hunter entered that country without tears. It was the next day, after a night …

LIVE, FLESH Rise up corpse and walk, nothing new under the yellow sun. The last of the last of the coins of gold, the light that flakes away under the layers of time. The lock on the breaking heart, a thread of silk, a thread of lead, a thread of blood. After these waves of silence, signs of love’s black …

If the gift of the musician – for each of us – is to become the mouthpiece of a thought that, with the radio and the web, it can spread in the world, then we are the subjects of their motivational boost, one that enters our years, when we want to live or when we feel sad. That motivational drive, …