Raphael, Painter in Rome is worth every minute of your precious reading time, I promise!
One of the first gifts from this author is a note which encourages the reader to read this novel with access to computer, tablet or smartphone so you have quick resources for looking up the paintings, statutes and other art mentioned, as well as finding many actual persons in history. I followed this advice and it increased my satisfaction and enjoyment by leaps and bounds. That is not to say the writing couldn't hold your attention on its own. . . it certainly does.
Raphael is writing in the style of epistles, to someone who knows him well and is interested in all the crannies of his life, yet someone who still needs background on all the areas a reader also needs in order to understand a life lived in 1520. He describes with humor his dreams and daily activities, his desire to best Michelangelo (yes, that Michelangelo), to meet and become buddies with Leonardo, and form alliances with cardinals and popes, dukes and other dukes (Medici. Yep. those Medicis). He name drops so often you need to chart it out. Sweet surprises throughout, though, made me catch my breath - the mischievous cherubs so often seen - who they are and what they were really looking at. . . .
But best of all. . .the painting. Masterful at showing how the artists think, feel and this author flows all of that energy through her words, years of research provide foundation and structure down to the smallest details. In Raphael's case it is painting, on plasters, on wood, on parchment, paper or whatever can hold the art. Orphaned early on, his desire to fulfill his father's wish that he be the greatest artist in all of history consumes him, and in that quest he studies with the masters in Florence and eventually finds himself at the Vatican, under the Sistine Chapel. . .yep. That Sistine Chapel. There watching Michelangelo, there helping, heeding, hindering, working for and against factions in power and out of power. So delicious was this that I read it slowly. I wanted to feel every drop of that paint, catch marble dust on my tongue, and smell the history. Painterly colors consumed my imagining of this tale as it surrounded me: vermilion, carmine, saffron, ultramarine, emerald, lapis, lemon, indigo, moss, sienna. . . .
And the last gift? An impressive Epilogue, and another very helpful Author's Note, generously pointing to other books that an interested reader can seek out for more information, and which also helps a novice know what really was fiction and what of the tale is truly historical.
I look forward to any future works by this author, and am happy to see this is not her first, and there is more to find on Leonardo and Michelangelo in her body of work.
My rating? All the stars possible, sprinkled liberally with Rafa's sprezzatura!
My sincere thanks to Stephanie Storey, Arcade Publishing, and NetGalley for providing me an ARC to read and review.