Alex Parsons - The Lost Diary of Leonardo’s Paint Mixer

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First published in Great Britain by Collins in 1999

Text copyright © Alex Parsons 1999

Illustrations copyright © George Hollingworth 1999

Cover illustration copyright © Martin Chatterton 1999

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Source ISBN: 9780006945901

Ebook Edition © February ISBN: 9780008191436

Version: 2016-02-24

Contents

Cover

Title Page

Copyright

Message to Readers

The Verrocchio Workshop, Florence, 1470

Florence, 1471

Florence, 1472

Florence, Winter 1475

Florence, 1476

Florence, January 1477

Florence, Spring 1477

Florence, Winter 1478

Florence, 30th December 1479

Florence, Spring 1480

Florence, 1481

Florence, 1482

Milan, 1483

Milan, April 1483

Milan, 1485

Milan, 1488

Milan, 1489

Milan, 1490

Milan, April 1490

Milan, 1491

Milan, 1492

Milan, December, 1493

Milan, November, 1494

Milan, 1495

Milan, January, 1496

Milan, Spring, 1497

Milan, January, 1498

Milan, Winter, 1499

Milan, October, 1499

Venice, December, 1499

Florence, 24th April, 1500

Florence, 1501

Florence, December 1501

Rome, 1502

Imola (near Bologna), 1503

Pisa, March 1503

Florence, October 1503

Florence, November 1503

Florence, 1504

Florence, June 1505

Florence, August 1505

Florence, December 1505

Milan, May 1506

Milan, June 1506

Florence, 1508

Milan, 1508

Florence, September 1508

Florence, 1509

Milan, 1510

Milan, 1511

Milan, June 1512

Rome, December 1513

Rome, 1513

Rome, 1514

Rome, 1515

Rome, March 1516

Château de Cloux, Amboise, Northern France, April 1516

Amboise, October 1517

Amboise, May 2, 1519

Publisher’s Addendum

About the Publisher

Message to Readers

Luigi Cannelloni’s story of life among the Colourful Set in Renaissance Italy has been sniffed at by art historians ever since his tatty notebook was discovered in an antique terracotta pot used as an umbrella stand at Leonardo’s , an aptly named Italian restaurant somewhere in London.

Professor Spottafake, an eminent art historian, had the cheek to question the possibility of an early 16th century Italian manuscript turning up in a late 20th century pasta joint. After a few glasses of Chianti, he dismissed the ‘Diary’ as the drunken ramblings of someone waiting too long for an order of Spaghetti Bolognese.

But it takes an expert in more than art history to tell the difference between age spots and gravy stains, and this is where one of Leonardo’s regular customers, Alex Parsons, comes in.

Thanks to Ms Parsons, we can all now enjoy the authentic flavour of 16th century Italy, and dine out on delicious, mouth-watering tales of flaking frescos, power-crazy popes, pushy patrons and that genius who was Leonardo da Vinci.

The Verrocchio Workshop, Florence, 1470

Mamma mia! The work, the backbreaking work! My friend Paolo got himself apprenticed to a baker. The hours! The heat! The flour! The customers! It was a terrible warning. Me? When a job was advertised in an artists’ workshop, I pictured an easy life.

“Luigi Cannelloni,” I said to myself (because that is my name), “what a cushy number! All you’re gonna have to do is waft around looking arty, clean a few paintbrushes, help the gorgeous models off with their clothes, serve wine and cakes to the customers and sweep the place up a bit when they’ve all gone home.” How wrong can you be?

Signore Verrocchio, The Master, is my boss. He is actually the most important artist working in Florence. The trouble with him is that there isn’t any commission *he’ll turn down – he’ll work for anyone.

If one of the Medici family (they’re the ruling family of Florence, so you don’t mess with them) take it into their heads to order a sculpture of a full-sized man on a horse, “ No problema !” says The Master. “I’ll send the boy to pick up ten tons of bronze.”

If they want their ceilings painted with God and all his angels, “ No problema ! I’ll send the boy round to put up the scaffolding.”

If they want a marble statue for their uncle’s tomb, “ No problema ! I’ll send the boy up to the quarry to hack out half a mountain and run home with it on his back.”

We have lots of artists in this workshop, but only one genius. Even The Master admits to this. The genius’s name is Leonardo da Vinci.

He’s quite different from the other artists here. I mean obviously they can all draw and stuff like that, and they can all paint, but when Leonardo paints or draws someone, you get the feeling the figure is alive, as if the skin is warm to the touch and that you know who they are.

Take the other day. The Master’s been working on this painting of the Baptism of Christ and he wanted the figure of an angel in there, so not being particularly good at painting angels, he asked Leonardo to paint one in.

Bravissimo! Leonardo’s painting was like a real angel – so beautiful that it made the other figures look very flat and ordinary.

Surprise, surprise! The Master has announced that he will be concentrating on the sculpture side of the business, and is leaving the painted works to other artists in the group. I wonder why?

Florence, 1471

Florence is a very interesting place to live. We have our own currency *, the gold Florin, which is valid the world over, or so I am told. We have our own rulers, the powerful Medici family who made their fortune out of banking and inventing accountancy. As a result they have their own palazzo **, which is built four-square around a courtyard. The outside has only ten windows, is rather forbidding, and looks like a military fortress.

Now why would a family with money coming out of their orecchie *live in such a place? Well, this is probably why they are the richest and most powerful family in these parts. They built it this way so that we poor humble citizens wouldn’t pass by every day and hate them for being rich.