Alex<strong>and</strong>ra then told Walter of her discovery of the Giorgione at the Accademia. Walter’s eyes brightened. "Ah Giorgione,a very important man," he said with conviction <strong>and</strong> delved into a lecture about the art historical problems of the Tempest.The picture had been painted in 1506 <strong>and</strong> ever since had remained controversial.Alex<strong>and</strong>ra remarked that she found the title La Tempesta exceptionally unimaginative, it did no justice to the three figuresshown. Certainly Giorgione must have had more in mind than painting a thundercloud above a bucolic l<strong>and</strong>scape!"Gnädige Frau, that is exactly why the art historians named it The Tempest. The experts cannot agree on Giorgione’sintentions, a nude woman nursing a child <strong>and</strong> a contemporary soldier? He had to be an allegory! But whom did herepresent? Is he a mythological brig<strong>and</strong> who has come to harm her—I admit, he does not look ferocious—or some Godin disguise, who wants to abduct her? But she is nursing a child! This is a very early cinquecento l<strong>and</strong>scape painting,what was its mythological reference? At this early time only heathen Gods <strong>and</strong> Goddesses appeared in the nude!"Alex<strong>and</strong>ra, puzzled, knitted her brows. "But she is the soldier’s wife! He has returned home after years of war. Thethreatening clouds are receding. He sees his child for the first time. Giorgione painted the woman in the nude to showthat peace had finally arrived. Permit me to say that I cannot underst<strong>and</strong> your interpretative problems, Herr Wolfson."Wolfson’s face lit up, he waved his open h<strong>and</strong> towards Alex<strong>and</strong>ra. "Gnädige Frau, sometimes a woman sees things weart historians do not. Every now <strong>and</strong> then a woman reminds us—you could also say puts our nose on the fact that wemen love to get lost in complicated speculations."He shook his head, but then said encouragingly. "Your explanation is not only charming, but convincing. You are askingme to reconsider the present reading of La Tempesta. Your interpretation would make this painting the earliest nonmythologicalnude in the history of art. An almost revolutionary thought."Weighing this challenge, Walter explained. "You have to know that this honor belonged to another Giorgione in theLouvre which is of undeniably non-mythological character: two nude women in the company of two men playing a guitar<strong>and</strong> a flute in an extended l<strong>and</strong>scape. And even in this case some insist that the women are nymphs. Giorgione paintedthis picture in 1508, two years after the so called ‘Storm’ <strong>and</strong> two years before his death."Walter spoke not only a peculiar, antiquated <strong>and</strong> often funny German, he simply was the way he spoke, formal, longwinded,<strong>and</strong> touchingly impractical. Sally, on the other h<strong>and</strong>, was his complete opposite. Notwithst<strong>and</strong>ing her sentimentaloutbreaks, next to frail Walter she appeared refreshingly blunt <strong>and</strong> direct. She also was a head taller than he.As they passed the towns of the Emilia, Walter gave minute descriptions of the art found in each of them. Padova:Giotto’s frescoes of 1304 in the Scrovegni Chapel; Ferrara: the city of the d’Estes where in 1470 in the Schifanoia PalaceFrancesco Fossa left behind a lively cycle of the allegories of the months; Bologna: the oldest university in the worldfounded in 1085, where an unusually large number of women taught in the early fourteenth century.Walter glanced at Alex<strong>and</strong>ra <strong>and</strong> lowered his eyes. "Gnädige Frau, you remind me of the most glorious of theseexceptionally gifted women, Novella d’Andreae, she was so ravishingly beautiful that she had to lecture from behind acurtain in order not to distract her students. Gnädige Frau, she must have been as radiant as you!"Here <strong>Konrad</strong> interrupted Walter’s lecture by casually mentioning that Novella d’Andreae was his oldest known ancestor.Alex<strong>and</strong>ra frowned. Was he making this up to derail Walter’s dull discourse?Walter turned to <strong>Konrad</strong> in surprise. "Herr Professor Rost, such illustrious ancestry? Novella d’Andreae was one of themost remarkable women of her time <strong>and</strong> not only because of her radiant beauty! She taught Greek <strong>and</strong> philosophy atBologna. Would you, verehrter Herr Professor Rost, be so kind <strong>and</strong> describe to us how the d’Andreae are connected toyour family. Your young wife seems to be unaware of her?"<strong>Konrad</strong> had to recollect the details of his genealogy. One of his ancestors, a merchant in the city of Mainz, had, from atrip to Italy, brought back as his wife one Monica d’Andreae, the daughter of a business partner in Bologna. She wasreputed to have been as beautiful as she was rich. Monica’s earliest known forefather had been a certain ConradinusCalderini, Professor at Both Laws at Bologna. In 1299 Calderinus got married <strong>and</strong> mysteriously changed his name tod’Andreae."After a long search my father solved this riddle with the help of the very chronicle you mentioned. Calderini had marriedfamous Novella d’Andreae! We do not know whether her beauty, her money, or her erudition induced Calderini to adopther name. Be that as it may, you are looking at the rare case of a family tree founded upon a woman!"<strong>Konrad</strong> was amused by the excitement this anecdote evoked in Walter, the historian of beauty. He continued. "Novellaoccupied a prominent place in my childhood. As you see, I was named after her husb<strong>and</strong>, but she was the intellectualrole model my father held up to his sons. Following ‘family tradition’ Father sent us to a classical Gymnasium to learnGreek. Maybe that is why I almost forgot this genealogical anecdote: my brother studied theology, I broke with tradition<strong>and</strong> became a scientist.""And your father was the director of this Gymnasium?" asked Alex<strong>and</strong>ra."Yes, that added to the significance of Novella."Walter bowed to Alex<strong>and</strong>ra <strong>and</strong> added portentously. "And after exactly six hundred years a worthy descendent of theincomparable Novella has taken a wife of even greater beauty."48
14.Tuscany - the Wolfsons' House in Fiesole1899When they arrived in Florence the Wolfsons insisted that <strong>Konrad</strong> <strong>and</strong> Alex<strong>and</strong>ra stay with them in Fiesole. A shiny, newDaimler touring car with a charming Italian chauffeur waited for them at the station—<strong>Konrad</strong> <strong>and</strong> Alex<strong>and</strong>ra’s first rideever in an automobile.Hidden in a steep orchard of olives, vines, <strong>and</strong> lemons they discovered Villa Tasso. Originally built for the sixteenthcenturypoet Torquato Tasso, the villa had last been owned by Gabriele d’Annuncio, who had sold the property to theWolfsons to cover the debts of his extravagant lifestyle.The rustic two-story building was filled with Italian Renaissance paintings, <strong>and</strong> a few contemporary ones. In Walter’sroom hung a number of Byzantine icons from the Balkans, Greece, <strong>and</strong> Russia. More Byzantine treasures, ivories,jewelry, <strong>and</strong> glowing gold <strong>and</strong> enamel cloisonnés, were hidden in a tresor deep in the basement.Sally gave Alex<strong>and</strong>ra <strong>and</strong> <strong>Konrad</strong> two connecting rooms on the second floor with a delightful view. Between silver-greenolive trees they looked down on the red <strong>and</strong> sienna-brown roofs of Florence.. A view as tranquil as from Zaguramo.At night two other guests appeared, a doctoral student of art history from Harvard <strong>and</strong> Katharina, a young Germanpainter from Munich, who was spending two months in Italy. Their dinners were lively gatherings with conversations inseveral languages. Alex<strong>and</strong>ra immediately felt at home. She became Katharina’s close friend, who taught her Italian.Katharina was exploring the dissolution of geometrical reality into light <strong>and</strong> colors. She had fallen in love with a Russianpainter by the name of Wassily K<strong>and</strong>insky who had been her teacher in Munich <strong>and</strong> had sent her to Italy. K<strong>and</strong>insky’sidea to create a new spirituality in painting had started her on this project.The best times were the long evenings on the terrace under the olive trees. Over coffee or a glass of wine, Walter wouldhold forth on the wonders <strong>and</strong> treasures of Tuscany, the history of its painters <strong>and</strong> architects. Most often he directed hislectures at Alex<strong>and</strong>ra, who followed his words with rapt attention.Occasionally Walter would have his chauffeur motor them to some of the places he had described the previous night: toLucca, through the valley of the upper Arno to San Sepolcro to see the frescoes of Piero della Francesca, the Greve <strong>and</strong>Siena. Walter would not accompany them, he wanted to give Alex<strong>and</strong>ra the freedom to learn to see with her own eyes,but in the evening she had to give him detailed reports of what she had seen.This improvised course in art history gave Walter as much pleasure as Alex<strong>and</strong>ra. He maintained that he had never hada more eager <strong>and</strong> intelligent student. After a while, in the excitement of these evenings, Walter even arrived at an easyAlex<strong>and</strong>ra, dropping the ‘Gnädige Frau’ <strong>and</strong> the formal ‘Sie.’However, to the Uffizi Walter took her himself. He led her first into a room filled with glowing religious panels, altar leaves,Madonnas, icons of saints, prophets, <strong>and</strong> angels in elaborate Gothic settings. The profusion of gold surfaces oppressedAlex<strong>and</strong>ra. Since her discovery of Giorgione at the Accademia she was looking for something new, something beyondthe Byzantine art she had grown up with.She was about to beg Walter to take her to the adjacent Renaissance room when he paused before a Madonna. A labelidentified the altar leaf: Madonna Rucellai, Duccio, 1285. The Mother of God sat on an elaborately carved throne before ashimmering gold background wearing a blue, hooded cloak. On her knee an age-old Christ child wrapped in a purplecloth extending his right h<strong>and</strong> in blessing. Six angels in colorful garments held onto a curtain behind mother <strong>and</strong> child."Look at this Madonna, Alex<strong>and</strong>ra, first from a distance then close up. This Duccio is one of the most splendid Byzantinegold-ground panels of Tuscany painted just before the revolution of the Renaissance. Duccio’s formality is derived fromConstantinople, but he infused this Madonna <strong>and</strong> the folds of her garment with a fluidity that is thoroughly Italian."Walter waved his outstretched arm at the other paintings in the room. "In our eyes the beauty of these Byzantine panelslies in their hierarchical monumentality. The artist <strong>and</strong> the viewers were not aware of this beauty, their feelings wereentirely unimportant. These images showed the spiritual powers of the depicted saint. He <strong>and</strong> his icon were consideredidentical by the believers. I love the Byzantine images because of their forbidding magnificence, not because of theirspiritual content. I am not a believer."He pointed at the Duccio Madonna. "Now look closer. The painting is two-dimensional, it has no depth. Obviously Ducciodid not know how to create the illusion of three-dimensional perspective on a flat surface."Alex<strong>and</strong>ra tilted her head <strong>and</strong> looked at the painting again. She turned to Walter. "To me this painting appears perfectlyreasonable. In Georgian <strong>and</strong> Russian a saint is a Lightman of otherworldly splendor."Walter looked at the floor. "You don’t see that? I want to show you why the Renaissance discovery of three-dimensionalpainting was so important to our thinking. As you say, in Russia <strong>and</strong> here too Christ, the Madonna, <strong>and</strong> the saints weresuperhuman. They were different from ordinary people. The Renaissance changed all that <strong>and</strong> with it our entire attitude."Walter took her before a large triptych in the next room. In the center a lovely Madonna was sitting on a raised throne,her sturdy child stood on her lap, as children do when they first test their legs. 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