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Benvenuto Cellini made beautiful gold cups and statues for kings and popes, but his life was wilder than any story. He fought in battles, argued with powerful men, got locked in a castle prison, and escaped. Then he sat down and told it all himself, bragging a little and apologizing almost never. Reading him is like listening to the loudest, bravest craftsman in Italy tell you his secrets.
Benvenuto Cellini began dictating and writing his life story in Florence when he was in his late fifties, and he worked on it for years. He had served popes and the king of France, made famous works in gold and bronze, and survived wars and imprisonment. He wrote partly to defend his name and partly because he knew his life was extraordinary.
Inside, one adventure follows another at great speed. Cellini casts his giant Perseus statue, quarrels with dukes and rivals, fights at the sack of Rome, and escapes from the Castel Sant'Angelo by rope. Between the brawls he explains his craft in loving detail, showing exactly how a Renaissance workshop turned precious metal and stubborn bronze into art that still survives.
Readers keep returning because no other Renaissance artist speaks so directly or so shamelessly. Historians trust some details and doubt others, but the personality is unforgettable on every page. Anyone who loves art, Italy, adventure stories, or larger than life characters will enjoy him. Read it as a voice from the workshop floor, proud, funny, and impossible to ignore.
Benvenuto Cellini was a goldsmith, sculptor, and soldier in Renaissance Italy, and around 1562 he began telling the story of his own astonishing life. He worked for popes and kings, fought in wars, escaped from prison, and quarreled with nearly everyone. His voice is proud, funny, and completely unashamed. The book offers the liveliest firsthand portrait we have of an artist in that age.
Benvenuto Cellini wrote his autobiography in Florence in the late 1550s and early 1560s, and it was not published until 1728, long after his death. What he left is the fullest self portrait by any Renaissance artist: goldsmith to popes, sculptor of the Perseus in Florence, soldier at the sack of Rome, prisoner in the Castel Sant'Angelo, and a man whose temper repeatedly landed him in court, in exile, and in danger of his life.
It lasts because the voice is irreplaceable. Cellini boasts, exaggerates, settles scores, and then, without pause, explains how bronze is cast and jewels are set with a craftsman's precision. Historians mine the book for workshop practice and court life while discounting whatever flatters its author, and general readers simply ride the momentum. First readers should know that self defense is part of the performance. Take the marvels as Cellini insists you take them, check the famous episodes against the notes if you like, and enjoy a personality that no novelist would dare invent whole.
Edition: Translated by John Addington Symonds. Harvard Classics volume 31 text. Text: Project Gutenberg ebook 4028.
The first chapter
ALL men of whatsoever quality they be, who have done anything of excellence, or which may properly resemble excellence, ought, if they are persons of truth and honesty, to describe their life with their own hand; but they ought not to attempt so fine an enterprise till they have passed the age of forty. This duty occurs to my own mind now that I am travelling beyond the term of fifty-eight years, and am in Florence, the city of my birth. Many untoward things can I remember, such as happen to all who live upon our earth; and from those adversities I am now more free than at any previous period of my career-nay, it seems to me that I enjoy greater content of soul and health of body than ever I did in bygone years. I can also bring to mind some pleasant goods and some inestimable evils, which, when I turn my thoughts backward, strike terror in me, and astonishment that I should have reached this age of fifty-eight, wherein, thanks be to God, I am still travelling prosperously forward.
Source: Project Gutenberg. Author died 1571. John Addington Symonds translation, published 1888. Public domain worldwide. Share this book: WhatsApp
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