Silence on the Net?
Mon Petit Doigt Electronique (a beau nom pour un software!) M'a dit que depuis dimanche soir, au moins 50 personnes sont venues, ont vu and came away without a response to the questions I posed in the previous post: who is the painter of the table attached to the message? Who is the person? And yet, directly to my email address last night, in a form somewhat enigmatic but leaving no room for doubt, the right answers I received, thank you Pia (thank you for not having published a commentary, which that The Show Goes On and I receive email messages per overflowing of unintentional humor).
About the blog itself you are just a (s) wrote to me - always through my email address - that "BRAVO!" LOVE " (it comes from France or Switzerland) or that " Brava! Mi piace parecchio " (I'll let you guess where it came from). I am therefore inclined to think at my email box full and empty my blog:
1 / that the system of direct answers on the blog by the channel input does not work. I should mention that it only takes a click on the word how, a word of Italian vocabulary certainly, but still comprehensible to all francophones over the age of 6 years. and 2 / that the courtesy (or indifference) of those who do not like this blog is no longer an empty word. Do I look so fragile that the writing (and polite and measured, however I doubt it) you disagree with me would be unbearable? No-no, you can go: "Vieillot, antique, not worthy of you looking graphics (no, not that it would be almost a compliment ...), not connected to one euro cent ( or even for a penny ad libitum ) etc., etc... "
back to our table (which is not a shepherd idyl, so I will not mention sheep or the sheep). Today I give three new indices:
- The artist who painted neither Ingres or David, reached a neo-classicism of its own (also it is sometimes called the late rococo painter ...) through other masters as Joseph-Marie Vien and Jacques-Louis David himself (who was the master of Ingres).
- I quote (from the chronicles of the year 1790) Memoirs of our mysterious artist as they say in the pages of journals games Crossword:
... One of my pleasures (...) at Rome, was to hear that music, and certainly did not lack opportunities. The famous Banti was there during my stay. Although she had sung several times in Paris, I'd never heard, and I had this pleasure in a concert which gave a huge gallery. I do not know why I had figured it was a prodigiously large size. Instead it was very small and very ugly, with so much hair that her hair looked like a horse's mane. But what a voice! it has never existed for such a force and scope; the room, it was all great, could not contain it. The style of singing, I remember, was absolutely the same as that of the famous ... Pachiarotti
- The costume of the young woman is the Zaire.
I no longer doubt receive, absolute minimum, fifty responses. Your C.
Postscript (this is the case to say!): We better understand the last sentence of the quotation if I add that the picture accompanying this post is that of Gaspare Pachiarotti (1740-1821), one of the last castrati, a voice that rivaled those of sopranos. Sometimes found his name written Gasparo et son nom écrit Pacchierotti . Voyez dans la Colonne de gauche pour des articles et des livres sur ce chanteur des Adoré Romaines et des vénitiemes.
Silence on the net?
My personal Jiminy Cricket (good name for a software!) Told me that from Sunday evening onwards, at least 50 people came, they saw and have gone away without leaving any answers to the questions I asked in my second post (I repeat: who painted the picture attached to the message? What is the name the person represented there and what was his job?). Last night, however, in my inbox, I received a message too cryptic. But I had no doubts: Pia knew the right answers! Thanks Pia for not having sent a comment and let the entire riddle remained still for a moment: the show goes on and .
About this blog, some (s) you have written to me directly, "Bravo, I really like" (this from Italy of course) and that "BRAVO! J'Aime BIEN! "(I'll leave you to guess where ...). Do I have to convince me:
1 / that the system of direct answers on the blog (the so called "comments" under each of my message, from clicks to communicate with me, reply to the post, etc..) Does not work.
and 2 / that the courtesy (or indifference) of those who do not appreciate my hard work has reached a peak. I appear so weak that reading one of your negative opinion of me would be unbearable? No-no! You can let off steam: "is too old-fashioned, not a shred of modernity, no graphics worthy of your resume (no, not that: it is almost a song of praise)," and so on demolishing strongly (but politely, I recommend) my attempt ... Back
enigma, we return to our picture, our (painter), and our subject today, feeling in the mood of generosity, I offer three new clues:
- the painter is not Ingres, is Jacques-Louis David (put my name to differentiate it from David d'Angers), did not have as a teacher nor is it (was the case of David) or David (like Ingres). His way - to me somewhat but I am not a neo-classical art critic - is called by some critics of the late rococo .
- now I propose to you a passage from his diary (since 1790):
"... One of my pleasures (...) in Rome, was to hear the music, and certainly the opportunities are not missed. The famous Banti was there during my stay. Although she has sung several times in Paris, I had never heard and I this enjoyment to a concert he gave in a huge room. I do not know why I imagined the prodigious height. On the contrary, was very small and very ugly, having a quantity of hair that resembled his bun Criner of a horse. But the voice! It was never a similar power and the extension of the weaving, the room for it to be huge, could not contain. The style of her singing, I remember, was exactly the same as that of the famous Pachiarotti ... "
- the costume of the woman depicted is what worked in the role of Zaire.
Now I have no doubt receive a lot of answers, at least 50. Your C.
Postscript: we understand better the end of the quote if I add that Pachiarotti (1740-1821) was one of the last castrati. His name is reported that once Gaspar, at other Gasparo. His surname is also written with the spelling Pacchierotti . You see on the left side of the screen, the references to some articles and books on the singer.