This book is a perfect example of what it is that makes me love books. It paints so vivid an existence that you can easily climb into it and live. I cThis book is a perfect example of what it is that makes me love books. It paints so vivid an existence that you can easily climb into it and live. I could smell the marble dust, could hear the chisel hitting the slab, and feel the mud under my boots in the streets of Rome. I felt the passion, the love, the agony, the suffering, but most of all the indignation!
As an artist, the relationship between artists and patrons were specially interesting. The dynamics of creativity on demand/for pay were excruciatingly accurate and sometimes inspiring but most of the time they were horrifying. My hatred for the organization of The Church (hypocrisy! debauchery! simony! usury! pride! abuse!) was redoubled. And that hatred, stirring in my chest like a living thing, was to me the realization of the amazing talent and effort that poured into and out of this book.
I would have liked to give it 5 stars, and I think the material itself rates it. Unfortunately, the editor was either blind, absent, or missing their red pen. The amount of typos and mistakes is unforgivable. Michelangelo would have been outraged, as I am for him.
Here's an artist that can do no wrong by me. I love the conversational style of her writing, and her sometimes-quirky-sometimes-sketchy-but-always-touHere's an artist that can do no wrong by me. I love the conversational style of her writing, and her sometimes-quirky-sometimes-sketchy-but-always-touching illustrations.
It does me a lot of good to read something so optimistic even if I don't always agree with it. What really does it for me, is her uncanny ability to find something interesting in any situation/person/encounter. This is a person who knows how to see, and I greatly admire that....more