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The item is famous, called "the praying hands", behind which filled
with love and sacrifice
In fact, each person have a pair, double or more the hands, we
should bear in mind. Loving mother gradually cream white hair, old
father gradually rickets the trunk, beloved wife on the cheek by
wrinkles and more and we did not see the praying hand for us.
Specification:
Condition: New
Material: Clay
Size:Approx.4.3
"x3.2" x2"inches (*1cm*8cm*5cm)
Origin: China
The Story Behind the Picture
The true story behind a well-known piece of art
Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuremberg,
lived a family with eighteen children. Eighteen! In order merely to
keep food on the table for this mob, the father and head of the
household, a goldsmith by profession, worked almost eighteen hours
a day at his trade and any other paying chore he could find in the
neighborhood.
Despite their seemingly hopeless condition, two of Albrecht Durer
the Elder's children had a dream. They both wanted to pursue their
talent for art, but they knew full well that their father would
never be financially able to send either of them to Nuremberg to
study at the Academy.
After many long discussions at night in their crowded bed, the two
boys finally worked out a pact. They would toss a coin. The loser
would go down into the nearby mines and, with his earnings, support
his brother while he attended the academy. Then, when that brother
who won the toss completed his studies, in four years, he would
support the other brother at the academy, either with sales of his
artwork or, if necessary, also by laboring in the mines.
They tossed a coin on a Sunday morning after church. Albrecht Durer
won the toss and went off to Nuremberg. Albert went down into the
dangerous mines and, for the next four years, financed his brother,
whose work at the academy was almost an immediate sensation.
Albrecht's etchings, his woodcuts, and his oils were far better
than those of most of his professors, and by the time he graduated,
he was beginning to earn considerable fees for his commissioned
works.
When the young artist returned to his village, the Durer family
held a festive dinner on their lawn to celebrate Albrecht's
triumphant homecoming. After a long and memorable meal, punctuated
with music and laughter, Albrecht rose from his honored position at
the head of the table to drink a toast to his beloved brother for
the years of sacrifice that had enabled Albrecht to fulfill his
ambition. His closing words were, "And now, Albert, blessed brother
of mine, now it is your turn. Now you can go to Nuremberg to pursue
your dream, and I will take care of you."
All heads turned in eager expectation to the far end of the table
where Albert sat, tears streaming down his pale face, shaking his
lowered head from side to side while he sobbed and repeated, over
and over, "No ***** ***** *****."
Finally, Albert rose and wiped the tears from his cheeks. He
glanced down the long table at the faces he loved, and then,
holding his hands close to his right cheek, he said softly, "No,
brother. I cannot go to Nuremberg. It is too late for me. Look
***** look what four years in the mines have done to my hands! The
bones in every finger have been smashed at least once, and lately I
have been suffering from arthritis so badly in my right hand that I
cannot even hold a glass to return your toast, much less make
delicate lines on parchment or canvas with a pen or a brush. No,
brother ***** for me it is too late."
More than **0 years have passed. By now, Albrecht Durer's hundreds
of masterful portraits, pen and silver-point sketches, watercolors,
charcoals, woodcuts, and copper engravings hang in every great
museum in the world, but the odds are great that you, like most
people, are familiar with only one of Albrecht Durer's works. More
than merely being familiar with it, you very well may have a
reproduction hanging in your home or office.
One day, to pay homage to Albert for all that he had sacrificed,
Albrecht Durer painstakingly drew his brother's abused hands with
palms together and thin fingers stretched skyward. He called his
powerful drawing simply "Hands, " but the entire world almost
immediately opened their hearts to his great masterpiece and
renamed his tribute of love "The Praying Hands."
The next time you see a copy of that touching creation, take a
second ***** you need one, let it be your reminder!
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