Michelangelo; like Leonardo; was a man of many talents; sculptor; architect; painter and poet; he made the apotheosis of muscular movement; which to him was the physical manifestation of passion. He moulded his draughtsmanship; bent it; twisted it; and stretched it to the extreme limits of possibility. There are not any landscapes in Michelangelos painting. All the emotions; all the passions; all the thoughts of humanity were personified in his eyes in the naked bodies of men and women. He rarely conceived his human forms in attitudes of immobility or repose. Michelangelo became a painter so that he could express in a more malleable material what his titanesque soul felt; what his sculptors imagination saw; but what sculpture refused him. Thus this admirable sculptor became the creator; at the Vatican; of the most lyrical and epic decoration ever seen: the Sistine Chapel. The profusion of his invention is spread over this vast area of over 900 square metres. There are 343 principal figures of prodigious variety of expression; many of colossal size; and in addition a great number of subsidiary ones introduced for decorative effect. The creator of this vast scheme was only thirty-four when he began his work. Michelangelo compels us to enlarge our conception of what is beautiful. To the Greeks it was physical perfection; but Michelangelo cared little for physical beauty; except in a few instances; such as his painting of Adam on the Sistine ceiling; and his sculptures of the Pietagrave;. Though a master of anatomy and of the laws of composition; he dared to disregard both if it were necessary to express his concept: to exaggerate the muscles of his figures; and even put them in positions the human body could not naturally assume. In his later painting; The Last Judgment on the end wall of the Sistine; he poured out his soul like a torrent. Michelangelo was the first to make the human form express a variety of emotions. In his hands emotion became an instrument upon which he played; extracting themes and harmonies of infinite variety. His figures carry our imagination far beyond the personal meaning of the names attached to them.
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful. Five StarsBy Barbara LamaireGreat book. Full of good history. I recommend this book highly0 of 0 people found the following review helpful. My Great Grand Parents The Pecks; of Grand Rapids MichiganBy emilyThis great book is based on a true story about my family; My Great Grand Parents on my Fathers side. John E. Peck was a savy businessman. Their Pharmacy was called "Peck Bros.". Elias Peck was my Great Great Grandfather; and he was a New York Physician. The Pecks were a very wealthy family and work deligently at their Pharmacy. They lived in Grand Rapids; Michigan. My Paternal Grandmother was Clara Peck. She was a Debutante; which was important during that era. She was courted by the demonic man named "Arthur Warren Waite" son of a vegetable farmer named Warren Winfield Waite. They were a modest family. He resided in South Africa and obtained a sexy accent which all the ladies were quite attracted to. Percy Peck; Claras brother was not all fooled by Waite. Percy knew in his guy that Waite was a "bad seed" from day one.It is a fascinating book and at the same time it is hard for me to read it since the man who murdered him was so diabolical. It is all true; but almost read like fiction since it was such a horrific and heinous crime. I wish someone who make the movie. I of course would love to be involved with that. Enjoy this book; but have a strong stomach!0 of 0 people found the following review helpful. Stick Emmett up!By Robert StudabakerQuick stories of past true heroes fighting crime. You will love the authors writing with words that will send you back in time of the early gangster.
