#Farnese marbles

[wolfie-wolfgang]

Back in Naples - weeks before Covid -soon we were all told to stay home.

On the 6th January 2020 I returned to Naples not realising it was going to be my last foreign journey anywhere for two years. On 31st January two Chinese tourists in Rome were tested positive for the Covid virus and the Italian government declared a state of emergency. The first case of Covid was documented in the UK that day too, followed by a series of lockdowns beginning in March. Soon we…

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#Cappella Sansvero Naples #Caravaggio #Church of Pio monte della Misericordia Naples #covid #Cristo Velato #Doryphorus #Farnese Atlas #Farnese Bull #Farnese Hercules #Farnese marbles #Farnese Runners #Giuseppe Sanmartino #Italian holidays #Italy #Museo Archeologico Nazionale di Napoli #naples #National Archaeological Museum Naples #Polykleitos #Raphael #sculpture #statues #The Veiled Christ #Titian

[artthatgivesmefeelings]

Farnese Hercules Marble statue by Glykon, from the 2nd century AD, in the Uffizi museum in Florence, Italy.

#art #farnese hercules #heracles #glykon #roman #greek #cradle of civilization #southern europe #mediterranean #fine art #european art #classical art #europe #marble statue #western civilization #european #fine arts #europa #christendom #statue #2nd century #male form #male #man

[charlesreeza]

Amazon on Horseback, 2nd century CE Roman copy of a Greek original of the 2nd century BCE - National Archaeological Museum of Naples

Photos by Charles Reeza

#ancient art #marble sculpture #amazon warrior #horse #classical antiquity #Farnese collection #Napoli #Italy

[neapolis-neapolis]

Guglielmo della Porta, Papa Paolo III (1577), Museo Nazionale di Capodimonte, Napoli.

#Guglielmo della Porta #napoli #naples #art history #art #capodimonte #16th century #arte #marble #alabaster #collezione farnese

[teenagevoidathletewagon]

Teatro Farnese, Parma. Galleria Nazionale. 1617-1618.

Architect Giovan Battista Aleotti.

Details: the whole structure is made of wood (red fir)

#photography #ph #photooftheday #art #architecture #parma #teatro farnese #european theater #wood #fir #red #marble #come visit parma

[kneelingshadowsalome]

The way Roman König is so confident and unapologetic while being butt ass naked has me hot and bothered... I had to read the paragraphs over and over again. Just this beautiful marble statue of a man swinging his huge gorgeous dick around and having a quick little breakfast with his morning wood on display like it's nothing is so... Ugh. And he's not doing it in a cocky way, no, he's just so goddamn sure of himself and comfortable with his body, it's incredibly sexy. I had to think of the Farnese Hercules (although I imagine König a bit more lean), just displaying his godly body to the world, relaxed, nonchalant and naturally. (I recommend looking up the statue... The pose, the shoulders, the back, the butt, the everything...)

This series is so fucking good. Thank you so much for gracing us with it!

YES OMG it's based on pure confidence and happiness!

König is happy to wake up with a boner, he's happy to eat a good, healthy breakfast (that includes wine of course <3), he's happy to parade around naked and take a piss while the sun shines nicely & warmly on his skin (everyone else is shivering because the winter only recently turned to spring), he's happy to come back and see that there's a cute little fairy pouting and sulking under his furs nowadays. What a delight to be alive! The only thing he’s missing is a good fight…

And I'm pretty sure this König just doesn't vibe with clothes in general: he needs a fur cloak if he goes to the mountains or armor if he goes to battle but... that’s about it. Clothes are mainly just meh to him.

And lol reader in this fic is soooo hot & bothered too. I think everytime she's angry at him, she's actually just horny and wants to bang? :( But because she's in denial, she thinks it's anger that's making her so hot everywhere and causes her nipples to perk up as if accusing this stupid, impossible, damnable man who's so incredibly annoying >:(

And the Farnese Hercules omg anon. I would be a puddle at his feet. Just squealing "don't step on me pls kind dominus" as he looks down on pathetic lil me. ❤️ (I'm glad you're enjoying the series! Much kisses and love! 💋)

#answered

[antonio-m]

Farnese Hercules, (detail). Archeology Museum of Naples. marble

[ladnkilt]

ARTEM, ARCHITECTURA, ET ORNAMENTUM (Latin: Art, Architecture & Decor) DISPLAYING THE HEART OF THE MASCULINE SOUL!

Unknown Sculptor, "Antinous Farnese, Unknown Date, Marble, Museo Archeologico Nazaionale, Nipoli, Italy.

The Male Form...  In Photography, Art, Architecture, Decor, Style, And Culture Which Moves Beyond Mere Appearance To Reveal The... SOUL.

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[cobawrites]

A Gust of Wind (Vash x Reader), Chapter 6

Vash x Reader, GN! Reader, Mutual Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn Romance, TW: Mental Health Problems. Reader awakens to an unfamiliar world, left alone and struggling with mental health problems from before the crash. Vash emerges as a guiding light for Reader, and vice versa.

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                                           A Gust of Wind

                                               Chapter 6 

You and Vash rode toward the town, mostly in silence. You had been playfully bantering with him for a while as you started the trek back to town, but quite some time had passed since he’d said last anything. He must have been tired after such a long day. You let him be, choosing instead to plan your next move in your head.

How were you supposed to get away from him? After everything that happened…

Vash seemed to have grown ever more vigilant after the events on the ship, and you could still feel his heavy gaze on the back of your neck. It made your hair stand on end, and if he were any less charming than he was, you would have found it even more unsettling.

That’s right. He was a natural-born charmer, and he was unconsciously trying his damned hardest to worm his way into your heart. You turned to steal a glance at him, locking eyes when it turned out that he really was staring right at you this whole time. He offered you a small, warm smile as you whipped your head back around. Damn him.

It was bad enough that he was essentially holding you captive, but you were slowly becoming your own enemy, as well. You couldn’t let that happen. You knew what the consequences were, and you wanted no part of them.

With a heavy sigh, you ran through a few scenarios in your head. You could pretend to be head over heels for him. It wouldn’t be all that hard to do. All things considered, it might even be a little too easy. You swallowed hard and gripped your reigns a little tighter. Your mind replayed the memories of his embrace, and of his breathtaking feat of holding the ceiling over your family’s grave. Like a Roman statue made of the most beautiful marble, carved out by the sculptor of the Farnese Atlas themselves. This… really wouldn’t be hard at all.

Giving your cheeks a firm slap, you forced yourself to quit your daydreaming, and picked up where you left off. You let out another sigh.

Acting like a lovestruck fool might lower his guard, just enough for him to trust that you’d stay willingly. He might be more open to letting you out of his sight this way. And when he did, that’s when you’d slip away. By the time he realized you were gone, it would be too late.

Vash’s seafoam eyes flashed before your mind. His kind, lonely eyes. You shook your head, suddenly dismissing that idea. It was far too cruel, and not just for him. If you were to leave him, this would be the worst possible way to do it.

With a huff, you chewed your lip until you could think of a different way out. You could… Set his thomas free in the middle of the night and ride off on your own. Now, that sounded like a plan. He’d never be able to catch up. After you delivered the supplies to the town, you could ride with him wherever he wanted for a little while, and you’d trick him after a few days of pretending you wouldn’t run.

You mulled it over for a bit, hashing out the details. He was an incredibly light sleeper. Sometimes, you wondered if he really slept at all. Every time you woke up to stretch, you’d return to find that he had shifted positions. And when the anxieties in your chest would refuse you a good night’s rest, and you’d sit up to gaze at the stars, you’d feel a familiar pair of eyes following your every move.

This was going to be difficult.

Your gaze drifted over the endless sea of sand before you. Why did it have to be him? God had sent you an angel, when all you wanted was to grow a pair of wings yourself.

A few days passed, and there wasn’t much further to go until you reached town. The thomases kept a slower pace because of the extra weight from the supplies, but you were almost there. The closer you got to town, however, the faster your heart seemed to beat. There was an uneasy feeling in your stomach, and on the last day, you couldn’t keep anything down at all.

Vash kept offering you jerky, trying again after you had gone the whole day without food. You waved him away for the umpteenth time. You knew that if you tried to take him up on his offer, you’d simply throw it up.

You tried hard to focus on the road ahead of you. You could almost see the town from here, but your vision blurred in and out along with the beat of your heart. A cold sweat gripped you tightly, and your mind was running a thousand thoughts all at once. A dreadful pressure fell upon your chest. You could hardly breathe.

Would you pretend to be in love? Would you sneak away from him at night? Would you simply lose your mind and force his hand? Maybe he’d kill you himself…

Suddenly, you felt a sharp jab on the side of your ribs. You jumped in surprise, turning to find Vash poking you with a stiff package of worm jerky.

“Hey, I know this isn’t exactly gourmet, but I’m worried about you,” he said with furrowed brows. “You haven’t eaten at all since yesterday morning.”

You stared at him, your rapid thoughts slowly coming to a stop. The shock from his jabbing seemed to pull you back into reality if only for a moment, and there was an immediate look of relief in your eyes. Vash raised an eyebrow.

“What’s wrong? Spill it.” He demanded knowingly. You stayed silent, unsure of what to say. None of your excuses sounded all that credible. “You’re not plotting anything, are you?”

Immediately, the cathartic effect of his jabbing vanished into thin air, and your stomach churned. He seemed to notice something was wrong. “I’m only joking!” He backtracked with a light chuckle, trying to undo the damage.

Of course you were nervous. He could read you like a book, and you were the one holding it open for him. The way you had rubbed about two months’ worth of wear on your reigns in just a few days had not escaped his notice. Your hands gripped the material almost painfully, fingers restlessly rubbing back and forth along the straps. He watched you do it for hours, but chose not to say anything, letting you have this little piece of relief to yourself.

He sighed and gripped the package of jerky tightly. Suddenly, you felt another jab strike your side, much harder this time. With a yelp, you whipped around and snatched the package from him, smacking him over the head with it before tossing it back. Vash laughed and covered his head.

“I’m fine, Goldilocks! Like I said a hundred times already,” you huffed, your anxieties quelled for a precious few seconds. “Quit being so pushy!”

“Okay, okay, you win this round,” he chuckled, putting the jerky away. “But as soon as we get to town, I’m buying us some doughnuts.”

You wanted to smile at his offer, but the sinking feeling in your gut was starting to creep back up again. You felt a tap on your shoulder, and you turned to find Vash pointing at something in the distance.

“Hey, that big rock over there. Do you see it?”

You squinted your eyes. There was a large boulder with a crooked hole in the middle several yards away. “Uh, yeah? What about it?”

“Kind of looks like a doughnut…” he sighed, rubbing his stomach. You raised an eyebrow.

“I thought I was the one who was supposed to be hungry,” you muttered.

“No, I’m serious!” He insisted, pointing excitedly, like a little kid. “I mean, it looks a little funky… And the baker probably skipped their apprenticeship… But I would still eat it!”

You shook your head. Vash pointed at yet another boulder in the distance: a smaller one covered in a thick layer of sand.

“And that one looks like a doughnut hole! Look, it’s even covered with cinnamon sugar!”

You couldn’t help but laugh this time. Was food all he could think about?

“Alright, your turn! What do you see?” He asked, nudging you on the side.

You scanned the desert in front of you, focusing on all the different shapes and colors of the environment. Everything looked the same.

“Uhhh…” You scratched your head, unable to come up with anything. It was just rocks, rocks, and more rocks. One smooth, one with weird, jagged edges, one with tiny holes in it, as if someone had been using it for target practice…

“Actually, do you hear that?” Said Vash, riding a little closer to you. You shook your head, and he leaned in closer still. His voice dropped to a whisper, as if he were sharing his deepest secret. “The sound of the wind rushing by? Kind of sounds like…”

“Doughnuts in a deep fryer!” You shouted.

“Yeah, there you go!” He chuckled, elbowing you playfully.

You felt so silly having jumped aboard the bandwagon like this, but his enthusiasm was simply too contagious. A soft smile came over his face as he watched you lose yourself in a small fit of giggles, the gripping sensation in your chest all but gone. You continued to play along with Vash’s hungry version of “I Spy” until you reached town.

You were still giggling and looking around for the next remotely doughnut-shaped rock as you passed through the gates, but you soon noticed that Vash had stopped playing along. Glancing over to him, you immediately noticed his stiff frame. Snapping out of your playful daze, you took a good look at the town. This was not the place you remembered. The streets used to be crowded with children playing outside, but not a single child was to be seen now.

“(Y/N), listen to me very carefully…” said Vash, holding his arm out, prompting you to stop. You stared at his tense shoulders nervously. He looked rather torn, eyes darting in all directions. “Drop your cargo.”

“What, right here? In the middle of the street?” You asked, confused.

“Yes. Do it. Quickly.” The shift in his tone struck you, and you hesitated. “Hurry up.”

With shaky hands, you quickly unbuckled the bags from your thomas, letting them fall to the ground with a heavy thud. You scanned the empty streets nervously. A couple of men lingered around a street corner, staring the two of you down. One of them held a piece of paper in his hand. Squinting your eyes, you vaguely made out the details.

“Vash the… Stam… pede? Sixty million… double dollars…” your eyes widened with every word you read. You let out a sharp gasp upon seeing Vash’s goofy, smirking face plastered right in the center. You whipped around to look at your companion, but a sudden storm of bullets rained over your heads. Vash gripped you from the straps of your bag and hauled you belly-down over his legs.

“Vash! What in the hell?” You yelled, as his thomas lunged forward at full speed.

“I swear, I can explain!” He yelled back, swerving through the streets, trying to make his way back toward the gates, only to see them being pulled shut.

“Damn…” he grunted, coming to an abrupt stop, and switching directions down an alleyway. “Main gate’s a no-go. They’ve been planning for this…”

Vash tucked you under his arm and hopped off his thomas. He set you down and began passing you some of the items still stored in the saddle bags. “Here, put these in your bag.” You complied, still shocked at the course of events that had just taken place.

“Vash, what the hell is going on?” You hissed, stuffing supplies into your bag. “You didn’t say anything about having a giant fucking bounty over your head!”

He gave you an awkward, apologetic look as he continued emptying out the saddle bags. “I’m sorry…”

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose tightly. “I mean, sixty million double dollars? Are you serious? How did that even happen?”

You stared at him, hands on your hips. You had a hard time believing that someone like him could amass such a large bounty. What could he have possibly done?

“Hey, it’s not my fault. I never do anything, yet people are always after me!” He pleaded.

You wanted to believe him, but the logical side of you had your doubts. “Yeah, I bet.”

You rubbed your temples, attempting to soothe your oncoming headache. You were way too exhausted for this.

“It’s okay, we’ll get out of here no matter what,” he said, finishing up his packing. With a gentle push, he sent his thomas away. “Too much noise. Had to let the little guy go…”

You tilted your head. “You could just leave me here, you know… I would only slow you down. I’ve got a clean slate, so I’m worth nothing.” You gestured to your still injured ankle. You were doing much better than before, but he didn’t need to know that.

“Not to me, but nice try,” he huffed, taking a firm hold of your hand, but you stood your ground.

“Vash, I…” you started, but you didn’t know how to finish your sentence. He tugged on your hand again, but you planted your feet stubbornly.

“Listen, (Y/N), this is really not the time.” He groaned. “Don’t do this to me right now…”

“If not now, then… when?” You said, nearly choking on your words, tears welling up in your eyes. “I won’t… I won’t get another chance…”

Taking one last look at his pained eyes, you shoved him away as hard as you could, and bolted out of the alleyway. You glanced over your shoulder to see him hesitantly looking both ways out of the alley, trying to determine if the coast was clear. It wasn’t, and a few men holding weapons had definitely seen you run from that direction. With no time to spare, Vash chased after you as fast as he could.

“(Y/N)! Wait!” He yelled as he dove behind every source of cover in his path while he ran, barely avoiding the rain of bullets coming his way.

You grimaced. This wasn’t what you wanted. You never intended to put him in so much danger with the stunt you pulled. Suddenly, your legs refused to move. No matter how much your brain begged and bargained with you to keep going, the pain in your chest had you utterly torn. You could see a desperation in his eyes that you hadn’t seen before, and you just couldn’t look away.

Without warning, a pair of hands grabbed you by your torso and pulled you inside one of the houses. You shouted and struggled against whoever was holding onto you. They let you go after dragging you a few feet through the doorway, and they quickly went over to shut and lock the door.

“Honey, are you okay?”

A familiar face greeted you. Marlene walked over to a shuttered window to peer outside, then turned her attention back to you. You glanced around in confusion.

“Did that maniac do anything to you?” She asked, a serious look on her face. Her son peaked out from the hallway to check up on the commotion. “George, I told you to stay in the basement!” He jumped at his mother’s harsh tone and scurried off.

“Maniac?”

“Yes, maniac.” She repeated, hands twisting and tugging at the material of her dress. “That monster’s got a sixty million double dollar bounty over his head.”

“No, he didn’t do anything to me…” you affirmed, still attempting to orient yourself. The stress and the running had made you incredibly light-headed, especially on your empty stomach.

“I just found out the other day, or I would never have let him so close to my Georgie.” She said through gritted teeth.

None of this made any sense. The image Marlene was painting looked nothing like the Vash you knew. “I don’t understand. What did he do?”

“That monster is known far and wide as The Humanoid Typhoon, bringing death and destruction wherever he goes. It’s said he steals plants from all kinds of towns for his own profit. And where there are none to steal, he simply slaughters the innocent, discriminating not between man, woman, or child…”

“That… that can’t be right.” You breathed, leaning up against the wall of her living room for support, letting yourself slide down slowly. A wave of nausea hit you hard, and your sight was rather dim. You took your canteen and a half-eaten nutrition bar out of your bag, and put your head between your knees.

“Oh, you’d best believe it. He looks innocent enough, but the JuLai military police have been after him for years.”

“But…” You held your head, trying to bear the dizziness long enough to drink from the canteen and finish the nutrition bar. “We were just out in the desert for days trying to get supplies for you and Georgie. We brought a bunch of non-perishables, and spacecraft parts for you to sell. All he wanted to do was help…”

Marlene’s eyes widened for a second, but they narrowed quickly once again. “Oh, honey, don’t be so naïve. It’s clear he just wanted to gain our trust.” She took another look out the window. “I will protect my boy no matter what. I don’t care if he saved us before. He’s clearly plotting something.”

Several more shots rang outside. You picked yourself up, tucked your canteen into your bag, and stumbled over to the window.

There he was, tied up and held at gunpoint by a large group of men.

Your heart sank. This wasn’t what you wanted. This wasn’t what you wanted at all. He went through all that trouble to help Marlene and the rest of the townspeople, and this was the thanks he got?

One of the men bludgeoned him with the back of his rifle. You gritted your teeth as you saw blood stream from his forehead. You clenched your fists tightly. What were they doing to him? He wasn’t even fighting back.

The men were now shouting over each other, deciding what to do with him. Some wanted to kill him outright, claiming he would be less trouble that way. Your stomach churned and your blood ran cold.

Another man spoke up, pointing out that the JuLai military police would pay more for a live capture, perhaps even enough for a plant. Ultimately, they all agreed, and you let out a sigh of relief, but only for a moment. The same man who suggested live capture jeered that he would wind up dead in JuLai’s custody anyway. That it was only right.  

You bit your lip, the taste of iron on your tongue.

Marlene gave you a pitying look and placed a hand on your shoulder. “Dear, I don’t know what lies he told you, but I assure you that he was only using you. That’s just the kind of lowlife he is. What kind of man with a sixty million double dollar bounty on his head would ever do something for a poor town like ours out of the goodness of his heart? I know you see it, too.”

You swallowed hard, a newfound determination in your eyes.

“Yeah, you’re right. Thank you, Marlene. That guy… must be a monster.”

#vash x reader #gender neutral reader #gn! reader #trigun #trigun stampede #vash #vash the stampede #trigun fanfiction #vash fanfiction #vashxreader #mental health tw #x reader #reader insert

[ancientromesims4cc]

Ancient Rome - Sims 4 CC (5/5)

Hi friends,

Since I started to play with the Sims 4 trying to recreate Ancient Rome, I wanted to put in a single place all the CC I found (for myself, first of all, and for anyone who might find the list useful).

I am a historian of the Ancient World, so I am quite obsessed with historical accuracy (not excessively!)

I will continue to update the posts with my finds. Feel free to send me suggestion to add to the list.

Buy Mode elements are here Clothes / Hairstyles / Accessories are here. Build mode / Deco for floors / Architectural elements are here. Hobbies / activities and mods are here.

Decorations: Early Civilization Part I by @martinessimblr Early Civilization Part 2 by @martinessimblr Early Civilization Part 3 by @martinessimblr Early Civilization Part 4 by @martinessimblr Scrolls by @gelisims Gladius by mammut Swords by mammut Sheer Curtain by ShinoKCR Curtain recolors by mammut Greek Vases by Felixandre Aegyptian Set by Felixandre Glazed Pottery SKYRIM by Mara45123 Ancient Egypt Conversion from TS3 by Mara45123 Keiran Scroll Jar by sim_man123 Pile of books and scrolls by @thejim07 Ancient coin pile by thejim07 Fire Pits by thejim07 Planters from TS3 by thejim07 Illuminated Pillar by thejim07 Pedestals from TS3 by thejim07 Apollo's Lyre by thejim07 Marble Flower Vases by @natalia-auditore Greek Rugs by evi Mikonos Amphora by kardofe Ghibli Set by Mechtasims Autumn Mudroom Chest by kerriganhouse

Discobulus, Milo Venus and Mars by felixandresims Ancient Chariot Sculpture by TheJim07 Trotting Horse by thejim07 Trotting Horse II by thejim07 Pedestal with Panels by thejim07 Majestic Pedestal by thejim07 Majestic Pedestal 2 by thejim07 Stone Pedestal by thejim07 Short Marble Pedestal by thejim07 Small Marble Pedestal by thejim07 Elegant Marble Pedestal by thejim07 Altar of the Unknown God by thejim07 Monumental Vase by thejim07 The Goddess of Hope by thejim07 Asclepius by thejim07 Augustus of Prima Porta by thejim07 Barberini Hera by thejim07 Diana of Versailles by thejim07 Jupiter of Smyrna by thejim07 Virgil by thejim07 Caryatid by thejim07 Winged Victory of Samothrace by thejim07 Minerva by thejim07 Pudicitia Mattei by thejim07 Hadrian by thejim07 Hebe by thejim07 Diana by thejim07 Bust of Matidia by thejim07 Bust of Roma by thejim07 Bust of Hadrian by thejim07 Bust of Antinous as Dionysus by thejim07 Bust of Antinous as Dionysus 2 by thejim07 Bust of Poetry by thejim07 Bust of Lucius Verus by thejim07 Bust of Antinous by thejim07 Bust of Geta by thejim07 Bust of Young Marcus Aurelius by thejim07 Bust of Septimius Severus by thejim07 Bust of Ares by thejim07 Bust of the Farnese Hercules by thejim07 Head of Ideal Woman by thejim07 Grecian Statue from TS3 by thejim07

Minos Deco set by philo Wildings to Embers by sim_man123 Mycenic Culture Decorative 2 by pilar

[patron-minette]

Friendly reminder that Victor Hugo expects us to compare Gueulemer’s physique to the Farnese Hercules statue

“He was six feet tall, had pectorals of marble, biceps of bronze, cavernous lungs, the torso of a colossus, and the skull of a bird. You would think you were looking at the Farnese Hercules decked out in drill trousers and a velveteen jacket.”

#gueulemer #I think about this constantly #he’s HUGE #patron minette #patron-minette #farnese hercules #les miserables #les mis #quotes #historical context

[michael-svetbird]

PIACENZA Last Saturday 14|10: Civico Museo Archeologico | Palazzo Farnese Trade in the Mediterranean region display:

Pics 1-2 Terracotta Amphorae and Marble from around Mediterranean Sea, 2 BC. to 2 AD.

Pics 3-4 Terracotta Dolium, 1 BC. - 1st-half of 1 AD. Found in Travo near Piacenza in 1860.

Archaeological Museum of Piacenza in Palazzo Farnese | CMAP • Web : https://www.palazzofarnese.piacenza.it/en/page/museo-archeologico-1 • FB : https://www.facebook.com/palazzofarnese.piacenza • IG : @palazzofarnese.piacenza

CMAP | Michael Svetbird phs©msp | 14|10|23 6200X4100 600 [I.-III.] The photographed objects are collection items of CMAP, photos are subject to copyrights. [non commercial use | sorry for the watermarks]

#piacenza #palazzo farnese #palazzo farnese piacenza #archaeological museum #ancient pottery #ancient ceramics #terracotta #pottery #vessel #amphora #amphorae #dolium #mediterranean #mediterranean sea #ancient trade #antiquity #archaeology #archeologia #museology #museums #heritage #ancient #antiquities #ancient history #ancient culture #ancient world #art photography #archaeology photography #museum photography #michaelsvetbird

[neapolis-neapolis]

Guglielmo della Porta, Papa Paolo III con piviale istoriato (1547), particolare, Museo Nazionale di Capodimonte, Napoli.

#Guglielmo della Porta #napoli #art history #art #naples #capodimonte #arte #sculpture #marble #collezione farnese #alabaster

[blueiskewl]

Massive Marble Head and Human Teeth Found at Ancient Greek Shipwreck

Scientists announced on Sunday they have discovered what they believe is the marble head of Hercules, human teeth, and a trove of other artifacts related to the Antikythera shipwreck in Greece.

The Antikythera wreck is a Roman-era shipwreck dating from the second quarter of the first century BC. The wreck has yielded numerous statues, coins, and other artifacts dating back to the fourth century BC, as well as the severely corroded remnants of a device many regard as the world’s oldest known analog computer, the Antikythera mechanism.

The new findings were discovered after massive rocks weighing several tons were lifted out of the sea and exposed parts of the shipwreck not visible to date. They include:

A marble base of a statue in which both bare lower limbs of a human form are preserved, covered with a thick layer of sea crust.

A massive marble head of a male bearded figure, which at first sight is identical with the demigod Hercules of the Farnese type, the so-called “Hercules of Antikythera”, and probably belongs to the headless statue exhibited at the National Archaeological Museum in Athens, which discovered by spongers in 1900.

Two human teeth were discovered on a solid agglomerate with traces of copper, which through its genetic material will help determine the sex and other genetic characteristics of the person to whom they belonged.

Numerous objects from the ship’s accessories, such as bronze and iron nails, as well as the lead type of wooden anchor, but also amorphous metal masses, which can only be identified by x-ray.

The Antikythera Shipwreck is the richest ancient wreck ever discovered

Greek sponge divers located the wreck by chance close inshore of Antikythera Island in 1900. They spent a year salvaging its treasures, with the help of the Hellenic Navy. The divers recovered hundreds of works of art including the fabulous bronze and marble statues that now fill galleries at the National Archaeological Museum in Athens.

Locals on Antikythera tell tales of giant marble statues lying beyond the sponge divers’ reach. Records from the 1900-1901 salvage indicate at least one large marble statue was dropped during recovery operations, and there are hints that others were dragged into deeper water under the mistaken belief they were just boulders.

Meanwhile, ancient technology researchers and scholars wonder whether the site might be hiding another Antikythera mechanism, more pieces of the original, or at least some clues as to whom this mysterious object belonged to.

The project on the Antikythera shipwreck has been initiated and conducted from 2012 to 2019 by the Ephorate of Underwater Antiquities of the Hellenic Ministry of Culture and Sports, which is supervising the project and its expeditions beginning in 2021.

From 2021 to 2025, the project will be coordinated by the University of Geneva and the Swiss School of Archaeology ιn Greece, with the collaboration of scientific institutions in Greece, Switzerland and Italy.

By Tasos Kokkinidis.

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Antinous / Hermes de Pio-Clementino

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Antinous / Hermes de Pio-Clementino

Period:

17th century

Provenance :

Ital

Medium :

Wood

Dimensions :

l. 15.75 inch X H. 51.18 inch X P. 15.75 inch

Height: 130 cm

W x D: 40 x 40 cm

H 51 1/8 x W 15 3/4 x D 15 3/4inch

The statue shows a nude young man with a cloak ‘chlamys‘, thrown over his left shoulder and wrapped round the left forearm. He is standing at rest in a contrapposto pose gazing downwards.

The statue is made out of a soft wood and was originally covered in a layer of stucco, which would have been painted most likely in white to imitate marble. With the stucco surface gone, we can beautifully see how the statue was made. The body was carved out of one piece of wood and the head and arms were attached separately to make it easier for the sculptor to work.

The purpose was to make it look like a heavy marble classical statue. The white surface would cover any restorations, imperfections and from a distance it would have been impossible to see the difference. An added bonus was the weight of the soft wood; it could be placed on a lighter structure made of a different material than stone or marble.

Taken in consideration the material used and the technique of sculpting, it is not such a far stretch to imagine it on top of a balustrade in a Renaissance theatre. The best comparable is the Teatro Olimpico in Vicenza (1580-1585). It was designed by Andrea Palladio and it is today one of the three Renaissance theatres remaining in existence. (the other two being the Teatro all’antica in Sabbioneta and the Teatro Farnese in Parma).

The ancient Roman statue is also known as the l'Admirable, Admirandus, L'Antin, Hercules, Meleager, Mercury, Milo and Theseus.

It was apparently recorded for the first time on 27 February I543 when a thousand ducats were paid to 'Nicolaus de Palis for a very beautiful marble statue ... which His Holiness has sent to be placed in the Belvedere garden'. By April I545 it was certainly in the statue court. Writing a few years later Aldrovandi said that it had been found 'in our time' on the Esquiline near S. Martino ai Monti, but Mercati in the 1580s said that it had come from a garden near Castel S. Angelo- where the Palis family seems to have owned property. It remained in the statue court until 1797 when it was ceded to the French under the terms of the Treaty of Tolentino. It reached Paris in the triumphal procession of July 1798 and was displayed in the

Musée Central de Arts when it was inaugurated on 9 November 1800. It was removed in October 1815, arrived back in Rome on 4 January 1816, and was returned to the Belvedere courtyard before the end of February.

The statue won immediate fame and it was already known as Antinous (a title frequently given to figures of male youths) in 1545 when Primaticcio, on his second visit to Rome from Fontainebleau, had a mould made from it for François Ier. Alternative theories that it might represent Milo or the Genius of a Prince were suggested not long afterwards but won little support. The Antinous was mentioned with enthusiasm in virtually all accounts of the most famous statues in Rome. It was reproduced in all the leading anthologies and was also much drawn by visiting artists. It was copied both in marble and in bronze and in rare occasions in wood, as we can see here. In the catalogue of the sculptures of the Musée in Paris it was described as 'one of the most perfect statues that has come

down to us from antiquity - an opinion that continued to be very widely held for most of the nineteenth century.

Moreover, the Antinous was as popular with artists of all persuasions as it was with collectors and connoisseurs. Bernini was as enthusiastic as Duquesnoy and Poussin who (possibly with the assistance of Charles Errard) made measured drawings of it which were reproduced in Bellori's Lives of the Modern Painters, Sculptors and Architects. Two more measured engravings were published by Audran in his prints, made for the use of artists, on the proportions of the ideal human body, and in his portrait of Charles Lebrun (now in the Louvre) which Largillière presented to the Académie Royale de Peinture et de Sculpture in 1686 a reduced version of the Antinous (and also one, in bronze, of the Borghese Gladiator) was prominently displayed in front of the president's easel. Nearly seventy years later in his Amalysis of Beauty Hogarth (who, of course, never saw the original) claimed that in regard to the utmost beauty of proportion' it is allowed to be the most perfect of any of the antique statues'.

Before he saw the marble itself Winckelmann agreed that 'our Nature will not easily create a body as perfect as that of the Antinous admirandus'. He expressed passionate admiration of the statue for its sweetness and innocence of expression which, following a critical commonplace, he contrasted with the godlike majesty of the Apollo nearby. It was Winckelmann, however, who challenged the theory that the statue portrayed Antinous, suggesting instead, with not much force and with no evidence, that it was a Meleager.

A number of alternative hypotheses were also made. Mengs proposed verbally that it was a beardless Hercules; for others it was a Theseus; while Visconti (who greatly admired the figure) produced a strong case, which won general acceptance in his own day and has retained it ever since, that the Antinous was in fact a representation of Mercury, as had been proposed much earlier by Stosch and rejected by Winckelmann. Visconti's most cogent argument depended on the existence of another version of the same figure wearing winged sandals and holding a caduceus. This version (since 1546 in the Farnese collection and acquired for the British Museum in 1864) had been noted without special enthusiasm by some writers and draughtsmen since the sixteenth century, but it seems not to have been related to the Belvedere Antinous before the Richardsons: they, however, accounted for the fact that it was "the very same Figure on the grounds (which they

deduced from numismatic evidence) that Antinous was sometimes identified with Mercury. By the end of the nineteenth century, however, it was the Farnese statue in the British Museum which attracted most scholarly attention, but this in turn was eclipsed by the replica found at a tomb in Andros (now in the National Museum in Athens). Some scholars consider that these statues are copies of a work by Praxiteles, but the Belvedere Antinous is catalogued in Helbig as a Hadrianic copy of a bronze original possibly by one of his pupils.

Provenance:

Our provenance goes back to when it stood in the historic Chateau de la Crois des Gardes, “the jewel of the French Riviera”. this legendary Belle Epoque property is an homage to the glory days of the French Riviera. Legend has it that Grace Kelly immediately fell under the spell of this unique castle, positioned a few minutes from the port of Cannes.

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