The Florentine Gipsoteca

The Florentine Gipsoteca at Porta Romana was one of the most famous and largest in Italy. The origin of this collection comes from plaster casts made ​​during the Celebrations of Donatello in 1887 by the mould makers Angelo Giannini and Oronzio Lelli. Oronzio was the official mould maker of the Royal Galleries in Florence and had...

10 Things Not to Do Restoring Old Plaster Casts

Antique plaster casts preserve an important story. Like art objects are as beautiful as vulnerable. If an old cast came up to us retaining the marks and wounds of the time we have to appreciate it also for that. The restoration is not always necessary. Every action that takes place in the 'wrong' attempt to...

l’Atelier Musée d’Antoine Bourdelle

One of the most fascinating places in Paris is the studio of Antoine Bourdelle (1861-1929) in Montparnasse. The calm and extraordinary light suggest the real atmosphere during a moment of creation by this famous sculptor. Every oject is there to evoke the intimacy of this 'sacred' place. The skylight and the garden respect the taste typical of these places...

La Gipsoteca Antonio Canova di Possagno

This is really one of the most charming place of Italian Art. Requires a visit by all those who deeply love sculpture. The rich collection of original plaster model and plaster casts by Antonio Canova is presented in an attractive succession according to the original arrangement. The gispoteca is divided into two main rooms connected by an...

Gipsoteca Vallardi

The collection of plaster casts Gipsoteca Vallardi, with over six thousand models, was undoubtedly the richest among the Italian plaster-cast museums. The numerous casts ordered with careful and thorough correlation criterion constituted a veritable museum of archeology for use by scholars as well as students of sculpture and architects. The environment, large and well divided, offered many...

Touching the Moon

Since I was a little boy dreamed looking the Moon, and I was fascinated so much by the Apollo 11 mission. I envied (and still do) those young men who flew a mass of scrap metal on that unknown ground. They descended the ladder and posed their feet on another little world for...