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Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Dal Giamaica a Piero ? Due rampe di scale supperggiù :-P / From Jamaica to Piero? Two flights of stairs more or less ;-P




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La pala Montefeltro 
di Piero della Francesca è 
alla Pinacoteca di Brera

Work in mathematics and geometryFile:Piero della Francesca 046.jpg

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His deep interest in the theoretical study of perspective and his contemplative approach to his paintings are apparent in all his work. Three treatises written by Piero are known to modern mathematicians: Abacus Treatise (Trattato d'Abaco), Short Book on the Five Regular Solids (Libellus de Quinque Corporibus Regularibus) and On Perspective for Painting (De Prospectiva Pingendi). The subjects covered in these writings include arithmetic, algebra,geometry and innovative work in both solid geometry andperspective. Much of Piero’s work was later absorbed into the writing of others, notably Luca Pacioli. Piero’s work on solid geometry appears in Pacioli’s "De divina proportione", a work illustrated by Leonardo da Vinci.

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Foto: He was known to be strong, known to be kind. It's just that no-one knew who he was. He could fly around the world, but no one could fly around his heart. There was a sense of melancholy to feeling so different from everyone else. There was a sense of magnificent isolation. He could smile and wink at every man and woman he met and hide the fact that he was deeper than the bluest of seas. He knew things that made his mind move too far away for anyone to reach him. And he felt things, things that could kill a more ordinary man, were an ordinary man to feel them. His need to save the world was overwhelming and yet, with no need of saving himself. He only knew about self-sacrifice, should it come to that. His curse was to have to hide himself from everyone. He didn't know how to release his majestic passion. He only knew how to let his fiery, red cape fly in the wind, as a symbol of the fire behind the ice. Showing love became his kryptonite. He was beginning to discover he had a spirit that was stronger than any physical power. A spirit with the power of the most precocious pink sunrise. He was really much, much more than a Superman. GC (Photo from the Warner Bros. and Legendary Pictures film, 'Man of Steel') Sent from my iPhone


George Cruz
8 ore fa

He was known to be strong, known to be kind. It's just that no-one knew who he was. He could fly around the world, but no one could fly around his heart. There was a sense of melancholy to feeling so different from everyone else. There was a sense of magnificent isolation. He could smile and wink at every man and woman he met and hide the fact that he was deeper than the bluest of seas. He knew things that made his mind move too far away for anyone to reach him. And he felt things, things that could kill a more ordinary man, were an ordinary man to feel them. His need to save the world was overwhelming and yet, with no need of saving himself. He only knew about self-sacrifice, should it come to that. His curse was to have to hide himself from everyone. He didn't know how to release his majestic passion. He only knew how to let his fiery, red cape fly in the wind, as a symbol of the fire behind the ice. Showing love became his kryptonite. He was beginning to discover he had a spirit that was stronger than any physical power. A spirit with the power of the most precocious pink sunrise. He was really much, much more than a Superman.
GC


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