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authorities on Venetian artists, in particular Titian) had been invited to
co-curate a Tintoretto exhibit at the Prado. It had been several decades
since last seen there and Frederick despite his young years was already
being recognized as a world authority on Tintoretto and Venetian art.
Following in the footsteps of Prof. Rosand. We are a group of perhaps
twenty guests.
We are welcomed to the palace by a retainer and there are several others
who accompany us as we climb the stairs to the reception rooms above.
We walk into the rst room. Frederick stops dead in his tracks. Stock
still. WOW! He says, and proceeds to name every single painting, one
by one, topic and artist following in sequence. Going from one room
into the next as more “WOW”s are heard by all of us. Pepe who had been
talking in Spanish to one of the retainers has to laugh to hear him say:
“Pero QUIEN es esto chico?” Astounded by Frederick’s encyclopedic
knowledge. I miss Frederick today (now become Dr. Ilchman) but still
enjoy roaming freely having though to resort to my reading glasses to
help “ll all the gaps”.
Lunch is delicious and delightful under splendid Eckhout tapestries in
the dining room.
Soon we are on the move as the day lies full, ahead. To Toledo we
now drive and soon we are visiting the Convento Santa Clara la Real.
Wonderful amalgam of history dating from the end of the XIVth
century when it became a convent for cloistered nuns. Typically it holds
everything. Remains of older Moorish occupiers, horse shoe arches,
Talavera tiles, a romantic patio redolent of laurel.
I am impatient though as the afternoon advances, the light softens and
I am dying to get to the Cigarral de Menores. Extraordinary weekend
retreat of Pili and Gregorio Marañon where we are being received for
dinner and a recital of Zarzuela arias. Idyllic spot on a hillside just
outside Toledo, the Cigarral was rst owned by a cardinal Quiroga. In
1539 a clergy man, Jeronimo Miranda from the Toledo cathedral buys
a segment of the property. Throughout the next centuries it changes
hands several times. Abandoned during the war for independence in
1835 the Marañon family acquire the property in 1921 and lovingly
restore and live it. Ordinary adjectives become clichés when one tries
to describe it. Suce it to say that El Greco stood (or sat) right there
whilst painting his well known views of Toledo.
We too stand and gaze amid the lavender, the olive trees and above all
the incessant throbbing of the cicadas from which it gets its name. A
pristine, heavenly spot. Several generations of Marañons which adds
that lovely family touch.
The singers take their turn as we sit, in full view of Toledo, glowing in