The Galleria dell'Accademia di Firenze was quite simply spectacular. While the richness of the paintings here are undeniably moving, as a sculptor, the sculptures have been a sublime experience on my soul.
David was so grand, so much more than magnificent, that my mind is still shifting and sorting the angles, curves and utter smoothness of the perfection created. Humbling.
However, walking into the plaster cast room, where they have on exhibit a large number of plaster models that were used to recreate works in stone, I was simply blown away. The markings [reference points] and armatures still in place [omigod, how old is that wood supporting that leg?!] which made me very curious about the entire process. Luckily the museum has thought of this question as well and in the room is a tele running a video on the various techniques that are used in creating the plaster molds. I'd love to get a copy of the video as I think I could watch it over and over and over again, learning something new each time.
What affected me most deeply is seeing the areas where only a finger or thumb had been used to make a smooth sweep or perfect line. I know these impressions. And I employ this technique myself. Quite consciously aware that my prints will continue forward into time. Hands, our oldest tools.
And yes, my hands itch to sculpt!
In the rest of the museum is a lush expanse of religious art with colors and textures that wash over me. Soul still processing techniques and interplay of light/dark, along with a rather dark exposure to many crucifixions somewhat balanced by the madonna with child.
Everyone should get to see the David at least once in their life. And, I think, it would be rather nice to give him a hug.