La Nascita della Tragedia I
Pastel, India Ink on Paper
20x16in
$1,380
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Antonio Ortolani
Italy
Artist highlights
- Favorited by galleries
- Featured in gallery curations
- Works on commission
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Artwork details
- Medium : Digital on Paper
- Framing : Framing on request
- Dimensions : 6.3x9.8in
- Edition : All editions sold (15 / 15)
- Artist's proof : 15
- Hors commerce : 5
About this artwork
Oh my Aphrodite from the simulacrum
full of flowers, you who have no death,
daughter of Zeus, you who weave deceit,
O ruler, I beg you,
don't force my soul
with troubles or with pain;
hearing the prayer from afar
you listened, and left your father's house
you came on the golden chariot.
but come here. Another time my voice
Graceful, swift birds
they brought you to the black earth,
dense, flapping their wings through the celestial air.…
And immediately they arrived. And you, oh blessed one,
smiling in the immortal face
you asked about my new suffering,
and what was I calling for again,
and what I most wanted
in my restless soul.
“Who do you want Péito to push to your love,
Oh Sappho? Who offends you?
He who now flees you will soon pursue you,
He who does not accept gifts will offer them,
who doesn't love you, even against his will,
he will love you soon.”
Come to me even now;
free me from torments,
let what my soul desires happen:
help me, Aphrodite.
Sappho
Salvatore Quasimodo
full of flowers, you who have no death,
daughter of Zeus, you who weave deceit,
O ruler, I beg you,
don't force my soul
with troubles or with pain;
hearing the prayer from afar
you listened, and left your father's house
you came on the golden chariot.
but come here. Another time my voice
Graceful, swift birds
they brought you to the black earth,
dense, flapping their wings through the celestial air.…
And immediately they arrived. And you, oh blessed one,
smiling in the immortal face
you asked about my new suffering,
and what was I calling for again,
and what I most wanted
in my restless soul.
“Who do you want Péito to push to your love,
Oh Sappho? Who offends you?
He who now flees you will soon pursue you,
He who does not accept gifts will offer them,
who doesn't love you, even against his will,
he will love you soon.”
Come to me even now;
free me from torments,
let what my soul desires happen:
help me, Aphrodite.
Sappho
Salvatore Quasimodo
Antonio Ortolani
Italy
Credentials
- Favorited by galleries
- Featured in gallery curations
- Works on commission
Antonio Ortolani, trained at NABA in Milan, expresses himself through oil painting with symbolist and surrealist influences. He develops an intriguing contrast between industrial architectural realism and nature, adding ancient fabrics and beeswax for a unique texture. With strong reference to poetic and philosophical texts, his works evoke the emotions of an almost forgotten era, exploring the duality between humility and pride.
