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Christopher, with kneeling donors, with their patron saints on either side, that was also painted by Memling in 1484, and ranks as one of his best efforts.
"Well," said the girl, "I enjoy seeing Memling with Signor Carlino, playing classical music with him, discussing
It is not painting that is the lost art, but faith. Men like the Van Eycks, Rogier van der Weyden, Memling, and Gerard David were princes of their craft and saw their religion with eyes undimmed by doubt. James Weak has destroyed the legend that Hans Memling painted his St. Ursula for the benefit of St. Jean's Hospital as a recompense for treatment while sick there.
She pleases me most, your Gertrude, although you foretold I should prefer the husband; with her thin white face, a Memling Madonna finished by some Tuscan sculptor, and her long, delicate white hands ever busy, like those of a mediaeval lady, with some delicate piece of work; and the strange blue, more limpid than the sky and deeper than the sea, of her rarely lifted glance.
It is possible therefore that he might have formed an early acquaintance with illuminated manuscripts before studying the art of painting in the studio of a master. Memling, Gerard, David, and Quentin Massys have been suggested as his instructors, but it is not known for certain that he was actually a pupil of any of them.
His drawing is correct beyond reproach a little stiff, like the early painters. You can guess from his works his partiality for the old masters Perugino, Fra Angelico, Botticelli, Memling, Holbein who, though not the masters in fashion, will always be masters in vigor of outline, directness, in simple grace, and genuine feeling.
The rigidity and restraint of Van Eyck and Memling suggest the tentative early efforts of the art of a sober northern race. To a thoughtful student of these pictures sooner or later the question comes, Whence are these likenesses and these differences? Hitherto I have referred to the creative mind and executive hand as generically the artist.
"Well," said she, "I trow nothing could make you happier." "Nothing, except to be there." "Well, that is a pity, for I thought to make you a little happier with a letter from Holland." "A letter? for me? where? how? who brought it? Oh, dame!" "A stranger; a painter, with a reddish face and an outlandish name; Anselmin, I trow." "Hans Memling! a friend of mine. God bless him!"
Jeanne shuddered, and Noemi, to whom her friend had confided the story of her hopeless love for the man who had disappeared, buried in the hidden solitude of a cloister, trembled lest she had erred in thus lightly introducing a subject with which her mind was much occupied. "By the way, what about Memling," she said, colouring violently, "we were going to talk about Memling."
"You have news of Gerard?" said he eagerly. Then they told about the letter and Hans Memling. He listened with restless eye. "Who writ the letter?" "Margaret Van Eyck," was the reply; for they naturally thought the contents were by the same hand as the superscription. "Are ye sure?"
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