Every so often I get hit with Florence nostalgia. All I want to is be able to walk out my front door and be steps away from graceful sculptures by Michelangelo and Donatello, or spend my lunch break visiting the exquisite works of da Vinci and Boticelli. For four years I was surrounded by magnificent art on every side and I never tired of it. When that longing arises, my only solace (short of dropping everything and jumping on the next Alitalia flight like a crazy person) is to create. Naturally, that enchanted place my mind has wandered to finds its way back into my images.
So where were my thoughts wandering? Even though I wasn’t shooting with any particular works in mind, I was missing Florence a lot and must have been influenced by some works there most familiar to me. For example, in the left portrait I sense some of Donatello’s David which is housed in the Bargello National museum. I spent years musing over the works of art there with the director of the museum who was my English language student, Beatrice Paolozzi Strozzi (direct descendant of the Strozzis: arch rivals of the Medici family). Beatrice would marvel at how Donatello rendered the soft, supple form of the young boy with hard, cold bronze through details like the extra fold of skin at the top of his leg. The portrait on the right could have been inspired by numerous maidens depicted in Italian Renaissance art, but I’m reminded most of Raphael’s La Velata at the Palazzo Pitti.