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FORGET CORONA! LET’S GO TO CORTONA!


Every Fall since 1962, the town of Cortona has hosted a national antiques show.  This year was no exception, although the 58th edition was exceptional in its obeisance to the rules of the coronavirus.  It seemed smaller than in prior years, but that may be because it was held in the convention center of Sant’Agostino, a completely renovated mid-13th century church and cloister, in order to spread out the vendors and their wares into the small cells surrounding the courtyard and its well (below). 
Here’s how the official site Cortonantiquaria described the event (translated into anguished English by Google):
Cortona, Cortona Antiquaria is back: the first artistic event in post-Covid Tuscany.
All the news of the 58th edition of the most awaited event by lovers of art collecting.

Cortonantiquaria returns from 15 to 30 August 2020, the oldest antiques exhibition in Italy this year reaches its fifty-eighth edition. The venue will no longer be in the historic Palazzo Vagnotti, but in the more spacious Sant'Agostino Convention Center, in via Guelfa, in the historic center of Cortona: the initiative will be hosted in the historic premises of the Convent, with an adjoining church, in a truly evocative and completely restored.  [This is the sentence equivalent of a hanging chad.]

We’re not in the market to buy anything, but we are voyeurs of beauty, so we decided to have a look after lunch.

A hand sanitizer station was positioned at the entrance to the former church; masks were required (and actually worn!); and a young woman beamed us aboard with a digital thermometer.  Passing muster, we passed by a pomegranate tree and into the storied past told by the treasures on exhibition.  
This photo essay will give you a taste of some of what we saw.
16th c. Adamo and Eva, School of Albrecht Dürer
Hand painted 18th c. Neapolitan (?) screens on wood
17th c. Flemish tapestry in wool (yours for only €80.000,00!)
18th c. hand painted and gilded iron bed frame
Head of Medusa in black amber, antiquity
Carved limestone figure, antiquity
19th c. (?) hand painted coffee service,unique
Child's hobby horse with Indian drawing bow and arrow on Conestoga wagon
Horn-shaped drinking cup carved in stone with horse head motif
Incised cow scapula (don't ask!)
19th c. patchwork malachite caviar server in the style of Faberge'
19th c. (?) marquetry matched veneer chest of drawers with bronze hardware
16th c. (?) Northern European, Christ (as Salvator Mundi?)
Virgin of Guadalupe, 20th c. Mexican artist
20th c.battle scene, tempera on wood
Glad to have squeezed in on the last afternoon of the last day of the show, we left the distant past and walked down Via Nazionale
to the small piazza at the edge of the Etruscan town walls, overlooking Lago Trasimeno, made famous by Frances Mayes’ Under the Tuscan Sun.   
We reminisced about the recent past and our first visit to Cortona 23 years ago.  This little corner of Tuscany was our home for a while—five years—and it felt especially good to be back on a lazy Sunday afternoon once again, far from the madding (and maddening) crowd.

Keep it real!  Be Italian and wear your damn mask!
Marilyn   


Comments

  1. It was so nice to be in Cortona without the hords of tourists who are bussed in to buy "genuine Tuscan sunflower paintings". It truly was like being there 20 years ago.
    The painting of Adamo and Eva was truly amazing.

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    1. Indeed it was. Whenever you see “price upon request,” you know you’re in deep trouble.

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  2. Nice to see the pics and your memory! We remember Cortona and Lago Trasimeno from when we retired in 2001, our first trip to Italy. Alec

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  3. Great to see even 40% of your beloved face!!

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    1. It’s pretty groovy these days—my face, that is!

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