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Meister der hl. Veronika, Die hl. Veronika mit dem Schweißtuch - Master of St. Veronica, St. Veronica with the veil by HEN-Magonza Via Flickr: Meister der hl. Veronika, tätig in Köln von 1400 - 1420 - Master of St. Veronica, active at Cologne from 1400 - 1420 Die hl. Veronika mit dem Schweißtuch - St. Veronica with the veil (ca. 1420) Alte Pinakothek München St. Veronica’s veil with the imprint of Christ’s face on it was a favourite theme of medieval mysticism. According to the legend Veronica offered her kerchief to the sweating Christ, who was carrying His cross to Calvary. Profound devotion with a predilection for meditation picked out the figure of the holy woman holding up her kerchief from the animated scene on the way to Calvary. In the present picture, from which the painter derived his name, Veronica herself is beyond the sorrow of the direct experience and though submerged in her thoughts she displays her kerchief with a graceful gesture. The little angels kneeling and squatting as they sing in the foreground regard the pensive face of Christ with an almost cheerful curiosity. The dark face, shown in rigid frontality, with a long straight nose and the severe symmetry of the solid mass of hair and the beard can be traced back to Byzantine icons, which, because they had been copied innumerable times, had been handed down from generation to generation in a relatively unchanged form. In contrast to this face of hieratic frontality, St. Veronica’s face is somewhat tilted off the central axis, and the angels are animatedly turning their heads into all directions. These three different qualities are characteristic of the whole composition. The figures appear in three diverging dimensions. The tiny heads of the angels markedly intensify the monumentality of the face of Christ. Three planes, clearly separated from one another, are lined up in the picture: that of the angels, of the kerchief and of Veronica s figure. These three planes also reflect the three different levels of reality. The likeness of Christ is the most abstract, having no terrestrial connections whatsoever, not even the folds of the kerchief distort its features. Veronica’s body is covered by the kerchief from her shoulders downwards, and as her feet cannot be seen either, she appears to be floating like a vision somewhere above the representation in perspective of the chequered floor. The angels are the most tangible figures, because, on the one hand, their whole bodies are visible and, on the other, because having invaded the bottom frame of the picture they have almost penetrated the viewer’s space. The same graduality and an extraordinarily fine sense of rhythm are characteristic of the distribution of colours as well. The dark, almost monochrome face of Christ, out of which only the red of the blood is glowing, is framed by the cream-coloured kerchief. Veronica s pale face is surrounded by a blood-red hooded gown lined with dark green. Finally, the angels are depicted in various cheerful, vivid, light colours. Source: Web Gallery of Art
Berlin, Pergamonmuseum, Ischtar-Tor aus Babylon, wilder Stier oder Auerochse, Symbol des Gottes Adad (Ishtar Gate of Babylon, aurochs the symbol of the God Adad) by HEN-Magonza
The Ishtar Gate was constructed by the Babylonian King Nebuchadnezzar II circa 575 BCE. It was the eighth gate of the city of Babylon (in present day Iraq) and was the main entrance into the city.
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Quote/s of the Day – 4 July – Thursday of the Thirteenth week in Ordinary Time, Year C and the Memorial of Blessed Pier Giorgio Frassati OP (1901-1925)
If someone who has worldly means sees a brother in need and refuses him compassion, how can the love of God remain in him? Children, let us love, not in word or speech but in deed and truth…
1 John 3:17-18
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Happy Birthday, Ashmole!
Today marks the 402nd birthday of Elias Ashmole, the founder of the Ashmolean Museum.
Elias Ashmole donated most of his collections to the University of Oxford in 1677. Much of the collection had originally been assembled by the noted gardeners and collectors John Tradescant and his son. When the Ashmolean was opened in 1683, it was not just a repository and place for research and teaching but also a public museum. Ashmole’s vision ultimately laid the foundations for museums as we know them today.
Ashmole trained as a lawyer but he was better known for his wide-ranging interests. He was a collector and antiquary, an alchemist, an astrologer and a botanist. A staunch Royalist, Ashmole left London at the outbreak of the Civil War and moved in 1644 to the new Royalist capital of Oxford. The following year he was admitted to Oxford’s Brasenose College to study natural philosophy, mathematics, astronomy and astrology.
You can find out more about Ashmole and see some of his founding collection in our gallery 2, The Ashmolean Story, on our lower ground floor.
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