#pietre dure

[solcattus]

Pietra Dura altar frontal in the Assumption Cathedral

Dubrovnik, Croatia

[fromthedust]

pietre dure tabletop (detail)

Pietra dura developed from the ancient Roman opus sectile, which at least in terms of surviving examples, was architectural, used on floors and walls, with both geometric and figurative designs. In the Middle Ages cosmatesque floors and small columns etc. on tombs and altars continued to use inlays of different colours in geometric patterns. Byzantine art continued with inlaid floors, but also produced some small religious figures in hardstone. In the Italian Renaissance this technique again was used for images. The Florentines, who most fully developed the form, however, regarded it as 'painting in stone'. As it developed in Florence, the technique was initially called opere di commessi (approximately, "Fitted together works"). Medici Grand Duke Ferdinando I of Tuscany founded the Galleria di'Lavori in 1588, now the Opificio delle pietre dure, for the purpose of developing this and other decorative forms. A multitude of varied objects were created. Table tops were particularly prized, and these tend to be the largest specimens.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pietra_dura#Gallery

[michelangelob]

Museo dell’Opificio delle Pietre Dure: aperture straordinarie e visite guidate gratuite. Dettagli e orari

A partire da luglio il Museo dell’Opificio delle Pietre Dure amplia la sua offerta culturale con una serie di aperture straordinarie pomeridiane e serali. Le aperture straordinarie sono programmate nei venerdì sera dei giorni 12 e 26 luglio; 2 e 30 agosto; 13 settembre sera (ore 19:00-23:00); ed in tutti i giovedì pomeriggio di settembre e ottobre (5, 12, 19, 26 settembre; 3, 10, 17, 24, 31…

[thenyxwriter]

Shambala negli antichi testi buddisti significa “terra nascosta” o “fonte della felicità”, un luogo protetto dove predominano pace, quiete e felicità incontaminata.

I bracciali sono ispirati alla meditazione e alla tradizione tibetana e buddista. In base ai colori e alle pietre di cui sono composti assumono vari significati. Chi indossa questo bracciale persegue un ideale di pace e amore verso sé stesso, il prossimo e la vita. Aiuta a proteggere l’anima di chi lo indossa e a farle trovare il suo ruolo e un senso di vita.

Sono bracciali shamballa fatti a mano con una lavorazione particolare il macramè , una tecnica di origine araba e il suo nome deriva secondo alcuni dalla fusione delle parole “mahrana”: frangia e “rame”: nodo, che stanno appunto a significare la caratteristica di questo lavoro che è una vera e propria arte, quella di creare degli ornamenti intrecciando ed annodando una serie di fili.

Questo bracciale in particolare è stato annodato da me con la tecnica base del nodo piatto e incastona le pietre occhio di tigre e occhio di falco, simbolo di protezione da tutti i mali, e infine l’ematite, simbolo di forza e di rinascita. Ha una chiusura con bottone a forma di fiore.

Nei tomi dedicati allo studio dei cristalli si racconta che il potere della pietra occhio di tigre (o di falco) abbinata a quello della pietra ematite protegge dal malocchio e restituisce tutto il male ricevuto direttamente al mittente.

[clairity-org]

Panel with Vase of Flowers, 1600-1650, Opificio delle Pietre Dure, Hardstone, marbles and alabaster set in marble, 11/23/22 #legionofhonor #artmuseum by Sharon Mollerus

[storiearcheostorie]

Giotto, completata la prima parte del restauro delle "Storie di San Francesco" : ecco le novità emerse grazie all'intervento [LE FOTO]

Giotto, completata la prima parte del restauro delle "Storie di San Francesco" : ecco le novità emerse grazie all'intervento Guarda le eccezionali foto su Storie & Archeostorie

[tizianacurti]

LA PRIMAVERA È IN ARRIVO È TEMPO DI PURIFICARE

La primavera è in arrivo venite dal Gatto Scarlatto via Benedetto Dei 10 r per accoglierla al meglio

[lospeakerscorner]

L'occhio della Reggia

Tornerà al suo posto l‘occhio in pietre dure dello scalone monumentale della Reggia borbonica PORTICI | CITTÁ METROPOLITANA DI NAPOLI – Nella Sala Cinese della Reggia borbonica, sede del Dipartimento di Agraria dell’Ateneo Federico II, in via dell’Università martedì 4 maggio alle ore 12 si terrà la presentazione in conferenza stampa di La ricostruzione dell’occhio in pietre dure dello scalone…

[jaoxs0163]

Vendita Pietre Dure

Le pietre dure sono altri accessori amati dalle appassionate di gioielli fai da te ecco perché siamo molta importanza a questa categoria! Le pietre dure semi-preziose sono elementi imprescindibili se si vogliono realizzare Bijoux di qualità! Pietreeminuterie.com mette in vendita pietre dure di altissimo livello selezionate attentamente per garantire pietre assolutamente perfette! Le nostre Pietre dure hanno le 4A ciò vuol dire che sono pietre impeccabili con cui realizzare non solo bijoux ma veri e propri gioielli da indossare nelle migliori occasioni!

Vendita Pietre Dure

[michael-svetbird]

THE WINGED VICTORY OF BRESCIA: Bronze statue found in 1826 at the Capitolium of Brixia site, Now - one of the symbols of Brescia preserved in the Capitolium museum https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capitolium_of_Brixia 1 AD [H=195cm] "The … restoration of the 'Opificio delle Pietre Dure' [Ministry of Culture restoration institute based in Florence] has established that the statue was cast in the 1st c. AD in a local forge and is not an assembly of different statues but was created to be a 'Winged Victory'. The reference model is to be identified in Aphrodite Urania of the 'Cyrene type', i.e. with the goddess conceived in that specific variation of posture found in the statue of the same name from Cyrene. Other details, such as the twisting of the bust and the shape of the arms are also borrowed from Greek works of the 5th-6th c. BC. … the wings were added to transform the work into the goddess Victoria; in Rome and Constantinople there were similar works [Victory engraving a shield] in the Imperial forums." [txt ©BAP]

Brixia Archaeological Park in Brescia | BAP

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BAP | Michael Svetbird phs©msp | 04|05|24 6300X4200 600 [I.-III.] The photographed object is collection item of BAP, photos are copyrighted [Non-commercial fair use | No AI | Author rights apply | Sorry for the watermarks]

📸 Part of the "Reliefs-Friezes-Slabs-Sculpture" MSP Online Photo-gallery:

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[artthatgivesmefeelings]

Santi di Tito (Italian, 1536-1603) Portrait of the Young Maria de' Medici, c.1590s Opificio delle pietre dure

[6rookie-writer0110]

Cold Tides

Pietro Maximoff X Reader (Gender-Neutral)

Summary - Pietro, and Reader just spending time together.

Pietro is on his way home and he passed by a cafe shop. He noticed there is a fall theme coffee named after the avengers, he assumed there won't be one without his name. He starts to read it and he is surprised because there is a drink named after him. He felt excited about it and he starts to smile.

He used his speed to grab you from the apartment, then brought you to the cafe shop.

“Pietro!” You yelled.

You felt everything spinning. He has his arm around your waist and you smacked his arm.

“What was that for?” Pietro asked.

“I was doing something at home. Why did you get me?” You said.

“Sorry. Babe, there is a coffee named after me” Pietro smiled.

You can see how excited he is about it. You and Pietro go inside the shop, he points at the menu and you take a picture of him.

You and Pietro stand in the line, he ordered the drink and a donut. You ordered a drink named after him and his sister and a cupcake. The drinks have their signature colors then you took a picture of the drinks and sent it to Wanda.

“Does it taste good?” You asked.

He nods “Yes, it does taste good. This is so cool”

“Yeah, it is cool. I actually like both drinks and I sent the pictures to Wanda and she is happy about it” You said.

He smiled then gave you a peck on the lips.

----

It's Halloween and Pietro is dressed as Where's Waldo Costume.

“Wow babe, you look hot with glasses,” You said.

He smirked at you “Thanks. I like your costume as a Luigi”

You and Pietro leave the apartment and go to a haunted house. While exploring the haunted house, you and Pietro hold hands. You got scared a few times but when Pietro got scared, he squeezed your hand a little tighter.

“Pietro, you are hurting my hand,” You said.

“Sorry. I actually thought it would be boring but don't tell anyone, I got scared a little bit” Pietro smiled.

You smiled back at him “I won't tell anyone”

Later, you and Pietro went to get pizza, and you take selfies with him. You and Pietro go to the Halloween parade. Later, you and Pietro got Halloween theme ice cream and other stuff You and Pietro keep exploring the city and finding new places to try, then he kissed you and smiled at you.

Later, you and Pietro go home and changed into pajamas. You and Pietro cuddle in bed and watch a movie together. You have your head on his chest, you fell asleep during the movie. But Pietro finished the movie and then went to sleep.

✬ ✫ ✯ ✬

Pietro surprised you with a date at the ice rink.

“I am going to teach you how to ice skate” Pietro smiled.

“Since when do you know how to ice skate?” You asked.

“I don't know how to skate. Wait, here” Pietro said.

“What-”

He didn't let you finish your sentence. He used his speed, to use his phone and starts to type how to ice skate. Since he has speed learning, it took him to know everything about ice skating in 4 seconds.

“Okay, Y/n I will be your coach so let's start” Pietro smiled.

“Okay, let's see if you will teach me how to skate” You smiled.

“Don’t worry you will learn a lot from me” Pietro smiled.

You and Pietro start to put on the skates. You hold on to the rail and you are starting to move slow.

“Y/n, you have to let go,” Pietro said.

“What did you learn?” You asked.

“I will show you,” Pietro said.

He starts to skate as if he learned how to skate for years.

“Wow,” You said.

“Grab my hands and I will show you how to skate,” Pietro said.

“Fine,” You said

You let go of the rail and grabbed his hands. He tells you how to move your feet and tells you not to be scared of falling. You did try to skate without holding his hands, you almost fell but he grabbed you in time.

It took you a while to get the hang of ice skating. Now and then you would hold his hand or the rail.

“You are not a bad coach, Pietro,” You said.

“See, I told you I can be a good coach,” Pietro said.

You and Pietro skate for a little longer then went to take off the skates. Later, you and Pietro went to get something hot to drink and eat.

-----

You and Pietro are shopping for Christmas decorations and a tree. You and Pietro couldn't decide on how the tree will look. You and Pietro kept talking about which trees look better. After a few minutes, of debating you and Pietro finally decided on a tree.

After a while of shopping now you and Pietro go home. You watched him set up the tree then you start to decorate it with him.

“What did you buy for me for Christmas?” Pietro asked.

“You have to wait and I won't tell you,” You said.

“Not even a hint?” Pietro asked and he smiled.

“Not even one hint. Just wait” You said.

He kissed your cheek.

“Okay, I will wait,” Pietro said.

Later, you and Pietro start to bake gingerbread cookies and then added the frosting to them.

✬ ✫ ✯ ✬

It started to snow heavily last night. You and Pietro woke up to a cold bedroom. Pietro went to grab extra blankets and he turned on the heater. You moved closer to him as he wraps his arm around you, he snuggled on you.

“Let's stay home today,” Pietro said.

“Yeah, it's too cold to go out today,” You said.

You and Pietro didn't talk much and went back to sleep.

---

Later, Pietro woke up first and he didn't want to wake you up just yet. Pietro got dressed and used his speed to buy food. He is always back in the apartment, he sets the food and drinks on the table and he went to wake you up.

“Babe, wake up,” Pietro said.

“Mhmm,” You said.

“I got our favorite food,” Pietro said.

“But there is a blizzard happening,” You said.

“I have speed. I still can run through the snow. Let's eat or I'm going to eat your food” Pietro said.

“Wow, that's mean,” You said.

He smiled and used his speed to go to the kitchen and you just smiled. You did get out of bed and he already started to eat his food.

---

Later, you and Pietro went to see Wanda and her sons. You and Pietro start to have a snowball fight with Billy and Tommy. Wanda watches and she is laughing, Pietro throws a snowball at her. He starts to laugh now she joins the fight.

“Pietro no fair, you have speed,” Wanda said.

“You are still too slow and you lost” Pietro teased.

Wanda throws a snowball but Pietro dodged it. But the snowball hit you in the head and Wanda starts to apologize.

“Y/n, I am so sorry. I was trying to hit Pietro not you. I'm so sorry” Wanda said.

“Nice throw, mom,” Billy said.

Wanda wipes the snow off your jacket and head.

“It’s okay, I'm not mad at you. But I will get my payback” You said.

Everyone starts to throw snowballs at each other.

Much later, you and Pietro help Wanda cook dinner. Wanda enjoys the time when you and Pietro come to visit. Later, you and Pietro play video games with Tommy and Billy. You teach Wanda how to play the game.

[the-andromeda-effect]

15

While Caliban is up with Adira, the men are down at the Gatehouse talking.

“Wait, so she really IS Riona Kalavati?” Marcin shook his head slightly, trying to get it to sink in. Lars had brought he and Pietre into the gatehouse to talk privately, after Caliban headed back to the mansion after the status update. That one piece of information was giving Marcin the most problems digesting. No matter who she was, if Caliban wanted her protected, he’d do so, but how Mircea Kalavati’s wife could ever become Caliban’s wife confounded him.

“No, Riona Kalavati died in that house we raided where the Marabioli’s were holding hostages. Remember, we had a hit job there because someone was trying to start a war between the families? That was Riona that wanted to start the war to get out of her marriage, according to Mircea. Adira is the woman you saw who came out with the boss, the one that he was protecting, and put in the line of fire to keep her safe. Didn’t you hear, Lars, they’ve been married since before Riona disappeared? Theron can show you the paperwork and the marriage certificate is framed in the boss’s office. You need to keep up, Marc, or you’re going to get replaced on the security detail.” Pietre elbowed him with a slight smirk, having understood very well what Lars was telling them, and what it meant. “So, Svarog and I are going to stay here, and help Theron figure out who helped that bastard hurt the boss’s wife? Sounds like we’ll also be working out if there is anyone else working against him?”

“That’s the plan. You can understand how in just over twenty-four hours after being freed from the Marabioli house where she was held prisoner, to be drug across the lawn of her own home with a gun to her head might be a bit…stressful.” Lars inclined his head to add emphasis. “Marcin, you’ll be coming with us to Caliban's cabin in the mountains. Caliban wants to take her up there for seclusion and to recover from the trauma. The newly married couple would also like some time alone together, since that has been in short supply lately. You and I will take shifts. Since it’s just going to be the four of us, we are getting the luxury of not having to share a room and getting to stay in the guest rooms that he usually reserves for his friends.” He rolled his eyes with a chuckle. "I can tell you that Mrs. Andros is terrified of thunder, but she will do fine as long as the boss is with her if we have a bad storm. Otherwise some hand holding might be in order. That storm we had last night was not a fun experience for her.”

Marcin nodded. He was now understanding what was going on, if still a little confused why Caliban was somehow married to Mircea Kalavati’s wife. That seemed like a good way to start a war with the Kalavati family to him, but he was not going to challenge the boss. “Hand holding I can do. She seems like a very sweet woman.”

“She is. Don't ask me how this all got started, I don’t know. Given Caliban’s temperament at the moment, I wouldn’t go asking him either. It is clear that he cares for her, and I would venture deeply. Theron seems to have affection as well. So our two bosses want this woman looked after.” His lips thinned as Lars smiled. “During the storm Caliban didn’t release her even after she’d fallen asleep. Whoever she started life out as, she is Adira ANDROS now.” His brows rose to add emphasis.

“Is she okay?” Pietre asked. He’d been wondering. Lars hadn’t really said and they knew that she’d been taken out of the gatehouse by Caliban and Theron caging her so that she didn’t have to see the blood and body from the earlier violence.

“As best a woman that lived under routine beatings from Mircea Kalavati, then a kidnapping by the Marabioli clan, and now almost getting shot in the head by her new husband’s guard could be doing. That is to say, physically she is fine, but emotionally I won’t venture a guess. Neither Theron nor Caliban are letting anyone near her. I guess we will know when we leave tonight.” Lars sighed.

“You two take care of her up there with Caliban. We’ll ferret out the traitor or traitors to the boss, so it’s all safe when you get back. There is just something wrong with this whole situation.” Pietre looked between the other two men.

“I don’t disagree. Kondrat was way too confident for him to be acting on his own. He was having help from somewhere and thought that whoever it was, they were going to cover his ass. For him to have pulled her right from behind you, that means he knew he was going against the boss.” Marcin shook his head slightly. "So that means we have at least one other person.”

"Which is why the five of us will be Caliban’s eyes and ears for a while. He needs to focus on Adira. Right now she's clinging to him but she could just as easily get spooked and then we'd have to hunt her down and hope Mircea didn't find her first." Theron joined the other three men. With Adira resting and Caliban packing, he'd decided to see how everyone else was doing.

"Ther, so you think that Cal is in danger too? Do we need to step up security in general when they come back?" Pietre asked, the question having been growing in his mind.

"I don't think there's a threat to Cal, yet. That yet may change. Any leak or someone working for another family is bad news though. It weakens us," was Theron's answer.

"I'm going to address the elephant in the room, so don't shoot me. How did Cal go from entering that house to kill Riona Kalavati to exiting with his new wife?" Marcin knew that he was in dangerous territory but if he was going to unequivocally have Caliban’s back, he wanted to understand. Theron had the answer, he was sure. He only hoped that he didn’t die for his curiosity

Theron chuckled before explaining how absolutely everything the previous day had happened. When Caliban had started feeling attraction to the beautiful brunette, he couldn't say, but the chemistry had been obvious even to him from early on in their meeting. He had no reservations about the arrangement or relationship. If he had, he would have voiced them to Caliban personally..

"I believe she is going to do Cal and the organization a world of good. She seems honest and trustworthy. As you can see, he's a little protective. Truthfully, we both are." Theron chuckled.

[michelangelob]

3 settembre 1588: viene fondato l'Opificio delle Pietre dure a Firenze

Per volere di Ferdinando I de’ Medici, terzo Granduca di Toscana, il 3 settembre del 1588 fu fondato l’Opificio delle Pietre Dure. All’inizio era una vera e propria manifattura del commesso fiorentino, una tecnica raffinata adoperata ancora oggi per realizzare manufatti particolarmente pregiati con marmi e pietre semi preziose e la sua sede era ubicata all’interno della Galleria dei Lavori, nel…

[lenfantdeverone]

When silly little me was 13 years old, I stumbled upon this book.

I attended middle school in my tiny italian town, and my literature teacher had the amazing idea to make us students borrow a book each month from her gigantic personal library. We were supposed to pick a book each month, read it, write an essay about it and bring it back.

At some point during the year, I picked a book called "Pietre per la barricata" (Italian translation of the original Polish title "Kamienie na szaniec") and my life completely changed the moment I read the first page.

Silly little 13 years old never recovered.

This book shaped me into the person I am right now. The people who still live through the lages of this this book (real, actual people, teenagers who died at the age I am right now) taught me so many important lessons and values.

Love, friendship, kindness, to enjoy life in spite of everything.

Since copies of this book are non-existent in italy (I still don't know how my teacher happened to own one) I simply rever returned the book. The teacher let me keep it, for free, since she knew from reading my essay that this book just... needed to be with me.

In January I was going through a very painful moment of my life, and one day I jumped on the literal first flight for Warsaw: it was my forth time in Poland.

I had no plans. The moment I stepped out of the plane, I simply walked around the city. And like all the previous times I visited, I carried my book with me everywhere I went. The pages guided me.

Zośka, Rudy, Alek and all the others, you will always be cherished and remembered.

[sciatu]

IL CUORE DI ORTIGIA DI NOTTE

Finiamo di cenare e ci incamminiamo verso il cuore di Ortigia, passando accanto a vicoli con costellazioni di stelle sopra i piccoli tavoli dei ristoranti, austere chiese che abbracciano nelle loro piazzette i soliti ristoranti dal profumo di pasta alle vongole, o col piccante aroma di cozze alla tarantina. Dovremo sentirci offesi scandalizzati da questo turbinio di candido barocco e di pasta alle sarde. Ma è la vita che aleggia a mezzaria tra i vecchi palazzi baronali e i cortili barocchi, è la vita portata dalle infinite lingue dei turisti che si perde tra i vicoli e le lampade gialle, tra i B&B e le case vuote, è la loro curiosità, il loro stupore per il bello che vi trovano che fa pulsare il cuore di Ortigia. Arriviamo nella grande piazza colma di gente, di voci e di musica, circondata dai palazzi nobiliari dagli imponenti portoni dove i turisti si aggirano affascinati dal tempo fermato nella bianca pietra di Siracusa, cristallizzato nelle colonne e balconi in ferro battuto a collo di cigno, nel barocco mischiato con le colonne dei templi greci della cattedrale dalle perfette forme, nella purezza dell’acqua della fontana di Aretusa, in prospettive scenografiche disegnate dalla luce giallognola dei lampioni. I sogni diventano reali e le notti si vestono di ricordi soffici e dolciastri, Ortigia è come un enorme palcoscenico dove si recita l’eleganza e la creatività del silenzio nelle sue forme più intime e moderne. I turisti dal noioso vociare sono solo le comparse di un eternità recitata dalla bellezza di queste pietre. Tutto è un passato che racconta di tragedie greche, di guerre sanguinose tra saraceni e normanni, di Principi alla Gattopardo e di arte immortale lungo le strade a misura d’uomo, tra i palazzi nobili o nelle povere case che nel buio sembrano aspettare austere e compite quel sole che di giorno le fa brillare di luce, incastonate in un mare fraterno e cristallino.

We finish dinner and walk towards the heart of Ortigia, passing by alleys with constellations of stars above the small restaurant tables, austere churches that embrace in their squares the usual restaurants with the scent of pasta with clams, or with the spicy aroma of mussels alla tarantina. We will have to feel offended and scandalized by this swirl of candid Baroque and pasta with sardines. But it is the life that hovers in the air between the old baronial palaces and the baroque courtyards, it is the life brought by the infinite languages of the tourists that gets lost in the alleys and the yellow lamps, between the B&Bs and the empty houses, it is their curiosity, their amazement at the beauty they find there makes the heart of Ortigia beat. We arrive in the large square full of people, voices and music, surrounded by noble palaces with imposing gates where tourists wander around fascinated by time stopped in the white stone of Syracuse, crystallized in the swan-neck wrought iron columns and balconies, in the baroque mixed with the columns of the Greek temples of the cathedral with perfect shapes, in the purity of the water of the fountain of Arethusa, in scenographic perspectives drawn by the yellowish light of the street lamps. Dreams come true and the nights are dressed in soft and sweet memories. Ortigia is like a huge stage where the elegance and creativity of silence is played out in its most intimate and modern forms. The boring shouting tourists are just the extras of an eternity played out by the beauty of these stones. Everything is a past that tells of Greek tragedies, of bloody wars between Saracens and Normans, of Gattopardo Princes and of immortal art along the streets on a human scale, among the noble palaces or in the poor houses that in the dark seem to wait austere and fulfill that sun which during the day makes them shine with light, set in a fraternal and crystalline sea.