Italy’s culture exists in epic proportions. Art was everywhere in Italy – not just in museums, but on the floors beneath my feet, on the sides of buildings, even in rubbled ruins. Art was everywhere and I could not get enough.
I never knew I would be stunned, yes – stunned, by the statues and artwork I saw during my whirlwind trip to this boot-shaped country. I marveled at the ambitious excavations in Pompeii, at the ability of Da Vinci to capture the element of surprise on his disciple’s faces in Last Supper, and in the mosaic of golden opulence of St. Mark’s Cathedral. As I walked through Doge’s Palace in Venice, I gasped aloud at the ornate paintings.
Somewhere amidst these lavish displays of famous statues and paintings, I had an epiphany about my own form of self-expression. I’m not sure when exactly the idea started to form, perhaps the dawning realization first materialized as I gazed up at the Systine chapel ceiling. It had never occurred to me that subtle images could hold the capacity to elicit powerful emotions until I gazed upon the most innocent of gestures: two index fingers (God’s and Adam’s) almost touching. That simple visual drew forth a wide range of feelings in me: hope, humility, kindness, love. If viewing a painting could bring up this level of complex emotions, what might be possible if an art form had all four senses at its disposal?
Writers are spoiled and we don’t even know it. DaVinci and Michelangelo tell a whole story through inanimate objects. They, like all painters and sculptors, have only sight to convey meaning. Even modern-day movies, where the senses are limited to sight and sound, have more luxuries for context than these ancient masters of clay of paint. True, film-makers get background music to create mood. But we writers, have a full gamut of tools. We can twist words to create setting and emotion in a way that readers can experience all the elements of sight, sound, taste and texture.
As I studied Michelangelo’s work, I noticed the visual elements he used to capture Mary’s seemingly calm acceptance of the loss of her son in La Pieta. I noted how Mary’s left hand faces palm up and how the slight angle of her head is inclined toward her son, even the fact that her eyes are closed helped communicate a specific emotion. I can’t recall a time when I’ve described hand position to elicit a given mood in my own writing. What a wonderful technique to reveal compassion or tenderness.
The next time I get stuck attempting to convey one of the myriad of emotions a character is feeling, I plan to flip open a book of art. Until I had the awesome experience of touring Italy, it had never occurred to me that studying paintings and sculpture could be used as a tool to capture the depth and intimacy in writing.
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Tri-Valley Animal Rescue, Nature Conservancy, Audubon Society