Word: cellini
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...where 273 goldsmiths are known, by name, to have lived at the time. If the 36 tablets look like illustrations from an illuminated manuscript, it is because the goldsmiths tended to emulate the art of Jean Pucelle, the greatest of Paris' painters of miniatures. The enamel work, as Cellini described it a century later, was a painstaking process. First, he said, "you can grave on your plate anything that your heart delights in." The colored glass that is to form the enamel must be "well ground in a little round mortar with very clean water." The powdered glass...
...Opera-Set World. It has been said that if the missing "bundle of many pages" that formed Piranesi's autobiography ever came to light, it would rival Cellini's great book in raciness. But only the bare facts of his life are known. The son of a stonemason, he was born in a small village not far from Venice. His uncle was a successful engineer and architect, and Piranesi started out to be an architect too. He read Palladio, studied the majestic stage designs that were the triumph of the Venetian theater. Even so, Venice seemed a stifling...
...book (Good Taste Costs No More), he has waged incessant war against what he considers bad design. One of his targets was none other than New York's Metropolitan Museum of Art; he was distressed by the museum's pride in a gold cup made by Benvenuto Cellini in the shape of an ornate shell resting on a dragon riding on a turtle. Shudders Gump: "It's really pretty horrible...
...faithful Guest Conductor listener (whose father Joe, the family's No.11 music buff, listens to Beethoven records by the hour), detailed his choice in a long letter written by Wife Jackie: Debussy's Afternoon of a Faun, Ravel's La Valse, Berlioz' overture to Benvenuto Cellini, Mussorgsky's Boris Godunov, and dances from Borodin's Prince Igor...
...been a thundering liar. Frank Harris would have been a great autobiographer. He shared with the major self-portrait artists-Cellini, Pepys, Boswell and Rousseau-the paradoxical but necessary combination of a surging pride and a vestigial sense of shame. But he had the crippling disqualification that he told the truth, as Max Beerbohm once remarked, only "when his invention flagged...