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FRA BARTOLOMMEO and ANDREA D'AGNOLO

By Leader Scott

Author Of "A Nook In The Apennines"

Re-Edited By Horace Shipp and Flora Kendrick, A.R.B.S.

_The reproductions in this series are from official photographs of the

National Collections, or from photographs by Messrs. Andersen, Alinari

or Braun._

FOREWORD

Michelangelo, Leonardo, Raphael: the three great names of the noblest

period of the Renaissance take our minds from the host of fine artists

who worked alongside them. Nevertheless beside these giants a whole

host of exquisite artists have place, and not least among them the

three painters with whom Mr. Leader Scott has dealt in these pages. Fra

Bartolommeo linking up with the religious art of the preceding period,

with that of Masaccio, of Piero de Cosimo, his senior student in the

studio of Cosimo Roselli, and at last with that of the definitely

"modern" painters of the Renaissance, Raphael, Leonardo and Michelangelo

himself, is a transition painter in this supreme period. Technique and

the work of hand and brain are rapidly taking the place of inspiration

and the desire to convey a message. The aesthetic sensation is becoming

an end in itself. The scientific painters, perfecting their studies of

anatomy and of perspective, having a conscious mastery over their tools

and their mediums, are taking the place of such men as Fra Angelico.

As a painter at this end of a period of transition--a painter whose

spiritual leanings would undoubtedly have been with the earlier men, but

whose period was too strong for him--Fra Bartolommeo is of particular

interest; and Albertinelli, for all the fiery surface difference of his

outlook is too closely bound by the ties of his friendship for the Frate

to have any other viewpoint.

Andrea del Sarto presents yet another phenomenon: that of the artist

endowed with all the powers of craftsmanship yet serving an end

neither basically spiritual nor basically aesthetic, but definitely

professional. We have George Vasari's word for it; and Vasari's blame

upon the extravagant and too-well-beloved Lucrezia. To-day we are so

accustomed to the idea of the professional attitude to art that we can

accept it in Andrea without concern. Not that other and earlier artists

were unconcerned with the aspect of payments. The history of Italian

art is full of quarrels and bickerings about prices, the calling in of

referees to decide between patron and painter, demands and refusals

of payment. Even the unworldly Fra Bartolommeo was the centre of such

quarrels, and although his vow of poverty forbade him to receive money

for his work, the order to which he belonged stood out firmly for the

_scudi_ which the Frate's pictures brought them. In justice to Andrea it

must be added that this was not the only motive for his activities;

it was not without cause that the men of his time called him "_senza

errori_," the faultless painter; and the production of a vast quantity

of his work rather than good prices for individual pictures made his art

pay to the extent it did. A pot-boiler in masterpieces, his works have

place in every gallery of importance, and he himself stands very close

to the three greatest; men of the Renaissance.

Both Fra Bartolommeo and Albertinelli are little known in this country.

Practically nothing has been written about them and very few of their

works are in either public galleries or private collections. It is in

Italy, of course, that one must study their originals, although the

great collections usually include one or two. Most interesting from

the viewpoint of the study of art is the evolution of the work of the

artist-monk as he came under the influence of the more dramatic modern

and frankly sensational work of Raphael, of the Venetians and of

Michelangelo. In this case (many will say in that of the art of

the world) this tendency detracted rather than helped the work. The

draperies, the dramatic poses, the artistic sensation arrests the mind

at the surface of the picture. It is indeed strange that this devout

churchman should have succumbed to the temptation, and there are moments

when one suspects that his somewhat spectacular pietism disguised the

spirit of one whose mind had little to do with the mysticism of the

mediaeval church. Or perhaps it was that the strange friendship between

him and Albertinelli, the man of the cloister and the man of the world,

effected some alchemy in the mind of each. The story of that lifelong

friendship, strong enough to overcome the difficulties of a definite

partnership between the strict life of the monastery and the busy life

of the _bottega_, is one of the most fascinating in art history.

Mr. Leader Scott has in all three lives the opportunity for fascinating

studies, and his book presents them to us with much of the flavour of

the period in which they lived. Perhaps to-day we should incline to

modify his acceptance of the Vasari attitude to Lucrezia, especially

since he himself tends to withdraw the charges against her, but leaves

her as the villainess of the piece upon very little evidence. The

inclusion of a chapter upon Ghirlandajo, treated merely as a follower

of Fra Bartolommeo, scarcely does justice in modern eyes to this fine

artist, whose own day and generation did him such honour and paid him

so well. But the author's general conclusions as to the place in art

and the significance of the lives of the three painters with whom he

is chiefly concerned remains unchallenged, and we have in the volume a

necessary study to place alongside those of Leonardo, of Michelangelo

and of Raphael for an understanding of the culmination of the

Renaissance in Italy.

HORACE SHIPP.

CONTENTS.

FRA BARTOLOMMEO.

CHAPTER

I. THOUGHTS ON THE RENAISSANCE

II. THE "BOTTEGA" OF COSIMO ROSELLI. A.D. 1475-1486

III. THE GARDEN AND THE CLOISTER. A.D. 1487-1495

IV. SAN MARCO. A.D. 1496-1500

V. FRA BARTOLOMMEO IN THE CONVENT. A.D. 1504-1509

VI. ALBERTINELLI IN THE WORLD. A.D. 1501-1510

VII. CONVENT PARTNERSHIP. A.D. 1510-1513

VIII. CLOSE OF LIFE. A.D. 1514-1517

IX. PART I.--SCHOLARS OF FRA BARTOLOMMEO

PART II.--SCHOLARS OF MARIOTTO ALBERTINELLI

X. RIDOLFO GHIRLANDAJO

ANDREA DEL SARTO.

CHAPTER I. YOUTH AND EARLY WORKS. A.D. 1487-1511

II. THE SERVITE CLOISTER. A.D. 1511-1512

III. SOCIAL LIFE AND MARRIAGE. A.D. 1511-1516

IV. WORKS IN FLORENCE. A.D. 1511-1515

V. GOING TO FRANCE. A.D. 1518-1519

VI. ANDREA AND OTTAVIANO DE' MEDICI. A.D. 1521-1523

VII. THE PLAGUE AND THE SIEGE. A.D. 1525-1531

VIII. SCHOLARS OF ANDREA DEL SARTO

BIBLIOGRAPHY INDEX

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

ADORATION. By BARTOLOMMEO PROCESSION TO CALVARY. By GHIRLANDAIO A

SCULPTOR. By ANDREA DEL SARTO MADONNA AND CHILD WITH SS. JOHN AND

ELIZABETH. By ANDREA DEL SARTO THE HOLY FAMILY. By BARTOLOMMEO THE

SAVIOUR. By ALBERTINELLI VIRGIN AND CHILD. By ANDREA DEL SARTO ECCE

HOMO. By BARTOLOMMEO

FRA BARTOLOMMEO.

CHAPTER I.

THOUGHTS ON THE RENAISSANCE.

It seems to be a law of nature that progress, as well as time, should be

marked by periods of alternate light and darkness--day and night.

This law is nowhere more apparent than in the history of Art. Three

times has the world been illuminated by the full brilliance of Art, and

three times has a corresponding period of darkness ensued.

The first day dawned in Egypt and Assyria, and its works lie buried in

the tombs of prehistoric Pharaohs and Ninevite kings. The second day

the sun rose on the shores of many-isled Greece, and shed its rays over

Etruria and Rome, and ere it set, temples and palaces were flooded with

beauty. The gods had taken human form, and were come to dwell with men.

The third day arising in Italy, lit up the whole western world with the

glow of colour and fervour, and its fading rays light us yet.

The first period was that of mythic art; the world like a child

wondering at all around tried to express in myths the truths it could

not comprehend.

The second was pagan art which satisfies itself that in expressing the

perfection of humanity, it unfolds divinity. The third era of Christian

art, conscious that the divine lies beyond the human, fails in aspiring

to express infinitude.

Tracing one of these periods from its rise, how truly this similitude

of the dawn of day is carried out. See at the first streak of light

how dim, stiff, and soulless all things appear! Trees and objects bear

precisely the relation to their own appearance in broad daylight as the

wooden Madonnas of the Byzantine school do to those of Raphael.

Next, when the sun--the true light--first appears, how it bathes the sea

and the hills in an ethereal glory not their own! What fair liquid tints

of blue, and rose, and glorious gold! This period which, in art, began

with Giotto and ended with Botticelli, culminated in Fra Angelico, who

flooded the world of painting with a heavenly spiritualism not material,

and gave his dreams of heaven the colours of the first pure rays of

sunshine.

But as the sun rises, nature takes her real tints gradually. We see

every thing in its own colour; the gold and the rose has faded away with

the truer light, and a stern realism takes its place. The human form

must be expressed, in all its solidity and truth, not only in its

outward semblance, but the hidden soul must be seen through the veil of

flesh. And in this lies the reason of the decline; only to a few great

masters it was given to reveal spirituality in humanity--the others

could only emulate form and colour, and failed.

It is impossible to contemplate art apart from religion; as truly as the

celestial sun is the revealer of form, so surely is the heavenly light

of religion the first inspirer of art.

Where would the Egyptian, Assyrian, and Etruscan paintings and

sculptures have been but for the veneration of the mystic gods of the

dead, which both prompted and preserved them?

What would Greek sculpture have been without the deified

personifications of the mysterious powers of nature which inspired

it? and it is the fact of the pagan religion being both sensuous and

realistic which explains the perfection of Greek art. The highest ideal

being so low as not to soar beyond the greatest perfection of humanity,

was thus within the grasp of the artist to express. Given a manly figure

with the fullest development of strength; a female one showing the

greatest perfection of form; and a noble man whose features express

dignity and mental power;--the ideal of a Hercules, a Venus, and a

Jupiter is fully expressed, and the pagan mind satisfied. The spirit

of admirers was moved more by beauty of form than by its hidden

significance. In the great Venus, one recognises the woman before

feeling the goddess.

As with their sculpture, without doubt it was also with painting. Mr.

Symonds, in his _Renaissance of the Fine Arts_, speaks of the Greek

revival as entirely an age of sculpture; but the solitary glance into

the more perishable art of painting among the Greeks, to be seen at

Cortona, reveals the exquisite perfection to which this branch was also

brought. It is a painting in encaustic, and has been used as a door

for his oven by the contadino who dug it up--yet it remains a marvel

of genius. The subject is a female head--a muse, or perhaps only a

portrait; the delicacy and mellowness of the flesh tints equal those of

Raphael or Leonardo, and a lock of hair lying across her breast is so

exquisitely painted that it seems to move with her breath. The features

are of the large-eyed regular Greek type, womanly dignity is in every

line, but it is an essentially pagan face--the Christian soul has never

dawned in those eyes! With this before us, we cannot doubt that Greek

art found its expression as much in colour as in form and that the same

religion inspired both.

In an equal degree Renaissance Art has its roots in Christianity; but

the religion is deeper and greater, and has left art behind.

The early Christians must have felt this when they expressed everything

in symbols, for these are merely suggestive, and allow the imagination

full play around and beyond them; they are mere stepping-stones to the

ideal which exists but is as yet inexpressible.

"Myths and symbols always mark the dawn of a religion, incarnation and

realism its full growth." So after a time when the first vague wonder

and ecstasy are over, symbols no longer content people; they want to

bring religion home to them in a more tangible form, to humanize it,

in fact. From this want it arises that nature next to religion inspires

art, and finally takes its place. For it follows as a matter of course

that as art is a realistic interpreter of the spiritual, so it is more

easy to follow nature than spirituality, nature being the outward or

realistic expression of the mind of God.

It was a saying of Buffalmacco, who was _not_ one of the most devout

painters of the fourteenth century, "Do not let us think of anything but

to cover our walls with saints, and out of disrespect to the demons to

make men more devout." And Savonarola, though he has been accused

of being one of the causes of the decline, thus upheld the sacred

influences of art; when he exclaimed in one of his fervent bursts of

eloquence, "You see that Saint there in the Church and say, 'I will live

a good life and be like him.'" If these were the feelings of the least

devout and the religious fanatic, how hallowed must the influences of

Christian painting have been to the intermediate ranks. Mr. Symonds

beautifully expresses the tendency of that time: "The eyes of the

worshipper should no longer have a mere stock or stone to contemplate;

his imagination should be helped by the dogmatic presentation of the

scenes of sacred history, and his devotion quickened by lively images

of the passion of our Lord.... The body and soul moreover should be

reconciled, and God's likeness should be once more acknowledged in the

features and limbs of men." [Footnote: Symonds' _Renaissance of the Fine

Arts_, chap. i. p. 11.]

The school of Giotto was the first to feel this need of the soul. He,

taking his ideas from nature, clothed the soul in a thin veil; the

Italians call his school that of poetic art; it reached sentiment and

poetry, but did not pass them. Yet the thirteenth century was sublime

for the expression of the idea; one only has to study the intense

meaning in the works of Giotto, and Orcagna, Duccio, and the Lorenzetti

of Siena to perceive this. The fourteenth century, on the contrary,

rendered itself glorious for manifestation of form. "Artists thought the

veil of ideality a poor thing, and wished to give the solidity of the

body to the soul; they stole every secret from nature; the senses were

content, but not sentiment." [Footnote: _Purismo nell' Arte_, da Cesare

Guasti.]

The artists of the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries, of whom we have

to speak, blended the two schools, and became perfection as far as

they went. Michelangelo drew more from the vigorous thirteenth-century

masters, and Raphael from the more sensuous followers of Masaccio and

Lippi. The former tried to put the Christian soul into his works, but

its infinite depth was unattainable. As his many unfinished works prove,

he always felt some great overwhelming meaning in his inmost soul,

which all his passionate artistic yearnings were inadequate to express.

Raphael tried to bring realism into religion through painting, and

to give us the scenes of our Lord's and the Apostles' lives in such a

humanized aspect, that we should feel ourselves of his nature. But the

incarnation of religion in art defeated its own ends; sensuousness was

introduced in place of the calm, unearthly spirituality of the earlier

masters. Compare the cartoon of S. Paul preaching at Athens, in which

he has all the majesty of a Cæsar in the Forum, with the lowly spirit

of the Apostle's life! In truth, Raphael failed to approach nearer

to sublimity than Fra Angelico, with all his faulty drawing but pure

spirit.

After him, artists loved form and colour for themselves rather than for

the spiritual meaning. Miss Owen [Footnote: _Art Schools of Medieval

Christendom_, edited by Ruskin.] accuses Raphael of having rendered Art

pagan, but this seems blaming him for the weakness of his followers, who

took for their type his works rather than his ideal. The causes of the

decline were many, and are not centred in one man. As long as Religion

slumbered in monasticism and dogma, Art seizing on the human parts, such

as the maternity of the Madonna, the personifications of saints who had

lived in the world, was its adequate exponent. The religion awakened by

the aesthetic S. Francis, who loved all kinds of beauty, was of the kind

to be fed by pictures. But when Savonarola had aroused the fervour of

the nation to its highest point, when beauty was nothing, the world

nothing, in comparison to the infinity of God;--then art, finding itself

powerless to express this overwhelming infinity, fell back on more

earthly founts of inspiration, the classics and the poets.

Lorenzo de' Medici and Pope Nicholas V. had fully as much to do with the

decline as Savonarola. The Pope in Rome, and Lorenzo in Florence, led

art to the verge of paganism; Savonarola would have kept it on the

confines of purism; it was divided and fell, passing through the various

steps of decadence, the mannerists and the eclectics, to rise again

in this nineteenth century with what is after all its true aim, the

interpretation of nature, and the illustration of the poetry of a

nation.

But with the decadence we have happily nothing to do; the artists of

whom we speak first, Fra Bartolommeo and Albertinelli, belong to the

culmination of art on its rising side, while Andrea del Sarto stands as

near to the greatest artists on the other side, and is the last of the

group before the decline. On Fra Bartolommeo the spirituality of Fra

Angelico still lingered, while the perfection of Raphael illumined him.

Andrea del Sarto, on the other side, had gathered into his hands

the gleams of genius from all the great artists who were his elder

contemporaries, and so blending them as to form seemingly a style of

his own, distinct from any, has left on our walls and in our galleries

hundreds of masterpieces of colour, as gay and varied as the tints the

orientals weave into their wondrous fabrics.

It might be said with truth that Fra Bartolommeo painted for the soul,

and Andrea del Sarto for the eye.

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