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The METROPOLIS Blog
Searching for Palladio
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It's no secret that we architects are just as obsessed with books as we are with buildings. We collect them, sometimes we read them, and, not often enough, we talk about them. To indulge our bibliophilism more often and more openly I offer a series of posts about books on architecture, architects, and/or simply architectural ideas.
Guido Beltramini's slim biography of Andrea Palladio, released by Lars Muller Publishers, is a difficult book to get into at first—not because its subject isn't fascinating (it is), and not because its writing is dry and academic (it isn't). Getting past the book's cover takes some effort simply because that cover, on its own, is so seductive.
Glued to its center is a small black and white photograph of the Refectory at San Giorgio Maggiore, which Palladio built in Venice in 1562. Centered in that photograph's foreground is the refectory's stone portal, with its massive, brooding entablature casting, and cast in, a deep shadow. Centered again within that portal is a glimpse of yet another portal, similarly designed but fully revealed in light. Through this successio
n of frames, in the far back, we can make out a roughly square painting, hung from the end wall of the refectory's long barrel vault.
It's worth lingering on the cover for two reasons. The first is simply to underscore the book's tactile quality as a physical object. What could have easily been an image on a glossy dust jacket is instead a separate matte print inlaid into a slight relief panel in the book's textured cloth binding, which is lined luxuriously with red paper inside. The overall vertical proportions of the book are echoed by the proportions of the photograph, which itself echoes the proportions of the portal it depicts, subtly enhancing the frame-within-the-frame effect.
The second reason has to do with that unnamed square painting hung so far back in the cover's photograph. Interestingly, the photograph reveals just enough information about the painting to figure out not what it is, but in fact what it isn't. Its size and barely discernible diagonal composition isn't enough to give away its identity; nonetheless, it's enough information to deduce that it is not Veronese's “The Wedding at Cana,” which was the originally commissioned occupant of that wall and which once filled its entirety (a footnote: the plunder of this 715 square foot, 1.5 ton masterpiece was overseen by none other than Napoleon himself, and is today installed at the Louvre in Paris, where it resides as that museum's largest painting). As such, the placeholder painting hung in the refectory not only rouses our curiosity as to its identity, it also brings into focus the monumental loss for which it serves as a marker. Before we even arrive at the first page, the cover turns out to be a poignant and exquisitely framed reminder of this absence.
This strategy of marking absence through brief, but highly articulate, moments of material substance proves to be a leitmotif throughout the book. Coming in at just over 100 pages, this is not (thankfully) an exhaustive documentation of all things Palladio. Rather, Beltramini seems entirely comfortable leaving the reader with unanswered questions and enormous blank stretches, selecting only a few discrete points in Palladio's life and rendering them with extraordinary richness and pathos.
The Wedding at Cana, Paolo Veronese
Those few points are, in fact, searing. Consider, for example, the story of Palladio's oldest son Leonida who, in an argument over a woman, murders her husband by stabbing him in the face. He turns himself in, is tried in court and acquitted, only to die mysteriously three years later. Or picture in Brescia the smoldering ruins of a burned out Palazzo Della Loggia, and outside, the weeping Palladio, having just inspected the damage incurred to his work.