Louvre - Unassigned Italian Study Drawings

Anonymous Italian Artist
Study of Plumed Helmet
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Study of Man in Flames
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Study of Man in Motion
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Studies of Animal Skulls and Mask
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Study of Antique Statue Group - The Wrestlers
18th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Study of Antique Statues of Venus and of Minerva
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Three Virtues
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Sheet of Studies
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Allegory of Charity
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Banquet in Antiquity
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Capriccio with Ruins
18th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Castel Sant'Angelo, Rome
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Pantheon, Rome
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

The relatively early view, directly above, of the Pantheon – one of very few near-complete surviving structures from ancient Rome – reveals a large centralized bell tower emphasizing the temple's "transformation" into a Christian church (a change of function responsible for the building's survival).  This ugly central tower was removed in the 17th century and replaced by a pair of slightly smaller but equally intrusive towers at either end of the pediment (as can be seen in the view directly below, which also features an early version of the piazza fountain, not yet constructed in the view above).  The smaller pair of bell towers survived in their turn for roughly another century, until finally removed altogether as a new fashion for historic preservation overtook earlier imperatives for orthodoxy.

Lievin Cruyl
Pantheon, Rome
ca. 1664-78
drawing
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

 

Anonymous Italian Artist
Statue of Draped Leader with Horse
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Stoning of Stephen
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Devotional Representations (Unassigned Italian Drawings)

Anonymous Italian Artist after Cavaliere d'Arpino
Expulsion of Adam and Eve
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist after Carlo Maratti
Christ at the Column
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Cain and Abel
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Jael and Sisera
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Sacrifice of Abraham
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
St Helena
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Pietà
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Pietà with Four Saints
ca. 1550-1600
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
The Flagellation
ca. 1550-1600
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Ecce Homo
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
The Crowning with Thorns
ca. 1600-1650
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Joseph's Bloody Coat brought to Jacob
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Adoration of the Shepherds
ca. 1550-1600
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
The Resurrection
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Saint in Glory
18th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Glory

Though a moment of glory every once in a while

isn't too much to hope for, it isn't likely

In the one hour of the day remaining

Now being filled with a family movie.

Here is the comfort of familiar shadows

But not the glory of leading those shadows

Out of the flickering dark, into the living present.

Maybe if I keep the distinction clear

I can pride myself at least on a glorious honesty.

The sight of my cousins, uncles and aunts,

Huddled around the cake with my parents

On my seventh birthday shows how cherished I was,

A boy likely to grow to manhood

At ease with himself, confident of his gifts,

Daring the loneliness required by causes

Gloriously unlikely to triumph, which by now

I should be able to name more readily.

At least with birthdays like this to fall back on,

I can be strong enough to confront my failings,

Beginning with the pleasure I took in being coddled

More than my brothers were by those who mattered.

And if that memory leaves me feeling guilty,

It shows I'm not indifferent to justice

And isn't regard for justice a glorious virtue?

If that doesn't fill the day's quota of glory,

I can show the film in reverse and watch an uncle

Bring an empty fork to his mouth and remove it

Mounded with cake; I can watch the forkfuls

Arrange themselves on the plates as slices

Pointed into the past to defy time's arrow.

And when the cake's restored, the birthday child

Blows the candles to flame with his hot breath.

And here's mother taking a match to unlight them.

And here's father smiling as he backs the cake to the kitchen

To box it and send it off to countries less fortunate

Whose inhabitants haven't learned to create from nothing.

– Carl Dennis (1999)

Louvre - Unassigned Italian Figure Compositions (Winged)

Anonymous Italian Artist
Angel in Clouds
ca. 1550-1600
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Archangel Michael drawing Sword
18th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Archangel Michael subduing Satan
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Angel beating Child
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Angel and Woman
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Dedalus attaching Wings to Icarus
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Dedalus and Icarus
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist after Michelangelo
Abduction of Ganymede
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Leda and the Swan
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
St Peter with Angel visiting St Agatha in Prison
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Two Cupids
16th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Woman suspended in Air
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Woman suspended in Air
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Woman suspended in Air
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Winged Purposes

Fly from me does all I would have stay,

the blossoms did not stay, stayed not the frost

in the yellow grass. Every leash snapped,

every contract void, and flying in the crow

lingers but a moment in the graveyard oaks

yet inside me it never stops so I can't tell

who is chasing, who chased, I can sleep

into afternoon and still wake soaring.

So out come the bats, down spiral swifts

into the chimneys, Hey, I'm real, say the dream-

figments then are gone like breath-prints

on a window, handwriting in snow. Whatever

I hold however flies apart, the children skip

into a park come out middle-aged

with children of their own. Your laugh

over the phone, will it ever answer me again?

Too much flying, photons perforating us,

voices hurtling into outer space, Whitman 

out past Neptune, Dickinson retreating

yet getting brighter. Remember running

barefoot across hot sand into the sea's 

hovering, remember my hand as we darted 

against the holiday Broadway throng,

catching your train just as it was leaving?

Hey, it's real, your face like a comet,

horses coming from the field for morning

oats, insects hitting a screen, the message

nearly impossible to read, obscured by light

because carried by Mercury: I love you,

I'm coming. Sure, what fluttered is now gone, 

maybe a smudge left, maybe a delicate under-

feather only then that too, yes, rained away. 

And when the flying is flown and the heart's

a useless sliver in a glacier and the gown

hangs still as meat in a locker and eyesight

is dashed-down glass and the mouth rust-

stoppered, will some twinge still pass between us,

still some fledgling pledge?

– Dean Young (2009)

Louvre - Unassigned Italian Studies after Antique Sculpture

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - The Dancing Faun
(measured study)
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Study of Antique Torso
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Study of Antique Torso
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Study of Antique Torso
ca. 1550-1600
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Study of Antique Torso
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - Seated Agrippina
18th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - Faun with Kid
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - Goddess
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - Hunter with Boar
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - Venus de Medici
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - Della Valle Satyr
(one of a pair)
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - Farnese Hercules
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - Farnese Hercules
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - Farnese Hercules
17th century
drawing
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous Italian Artist
Antique Statue - Farnese Hercules
ca. 1650-1700
drawing
Musée du Louvre

To a New Sex

Somewhere out of antiquity someone work with me.

When transferring a thought, the connectors and clauses 

recede: you get it. I got it –

The rest of the language, beauty and play

I am your master, the thought says –

        I disagree

I'm thinking about the church where we

held my brother's funeral. He says, I was there:

it hurt me; you cried too much; I don't mind

later. I just want to be with you, the thought says

You mean thee thought or his thought?

The rocks are like stars, gully full of stars.

If I go with anyone anywhere, if they'd

think sweetly of me. No one hears. Relax your shoulders.

I'm singing to you over and over "to a new sex."

Sometimes it seems like there's a lizard for each rock

necklaces of lives,

                         there's room for an infinity

of minds. Thoughts. Anywhere. Enter my head

if you wish. No ends or purposes

Prevailed fortunes. I have a destiny. My death

will not complete it.

– Alice Notley (2015)