THE PASSION OF ARTEMISIA
SUSAN VREELAND
PUBLISHER Blacks Pozza
Collection: The narrators of the tables
Year 2002 Pages 320 ISBN 88
-7305-887-6
Translated by Francesca Diano
THE PLOT SUMMARY
"Fourteen in May 1612." In the hall of Tor di Nona, the papal court, the notary, a small man enveloped in dark purple, mumbles writing with his quill pen. Two months, and for the first time has not painted on the face expression bored, because today is the expected day of reckoning. Soon, the illustrious Lord Hieronimo Felicio, lieutenant and inquisitor of Rome of His Holiness, will enter the hall, will settle on his high chair, it will accommodate the scarlet robe to look more impressive and will question the woman, young artist for whom Rome has rushed a half left in classrooms of the Inquisition, while the 'assistant to torture "to tighten the strings Sybil's rough around the toes.
Soon we will know if you are the true words of the complaint that the girl's father lodged at the Pope Paul V, the words have been spoken at length in every corner of the Eternal City hours and echo in the minds of everyone in the damp, dark room Tor di Nona, "Agostino Tassi and Artemisia has deflowered my daughter has forced the repeated acts of carnal, dangerous even for me, Orazio Gentileschi, painter and citizen of Rome, Plaintiff poor, so that I have not been possible to obtain the fair return from his talent as a painter. "
Soon we will know if you are the true words of the complaint that the girl's father lodged at the Pope Paul V, the words have been spoken at length in every corner of the Eternal City hours and echo in the minds of everyone in the damp, dark room Tor di Nona, "Agostino Tassi and Artemisia has deflowered my daughter has forced the repeated acts of carnal, dangerous even for me, Orazio Gentileschi, painter and citizen of Rome, Plaintiff poor, so that I have not been possible to obtain the fair return from his talent as a painter. "
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I took with me some drawings to show some examples of my work. Cesare Gentile greeted me again opening his arms, revealing the embroidery of her robe. "Forgive me if I called you so soon. And only a demonstration of my enthusiasm. "" I brought you the latest designs, because you can see a preview. "" I'll be honored to see them, because your talent is familiar. " Examined them with great interest, nodding and murmuring in approval, after which he led me into the garden. We walked along the sandy path, bordered by a fence with flowers. "As I said before, I would firstly like painting a female figure. A woman painted by a woman, because that way you can dive deep inside her. You might know secrets that we men, you understand, do not know. Secondly, it must be beautiful, but not too good - not to arouse the envy of my lovely daughters. Good enough, however, so they can see the woman - and therefore themselves - as a work of art. Precious. " Caressed the air with his hands as a mark of sensual curves. "And then, as you know, be a nude." Opened his arms. "Show the woman in all her glory."
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