Montefalco is noted for its spectacular views of the surrounding countryside, as well as for its fine wines, but Edward Hutton visited the mountain of falcons to view the famous fresco cycle of the life of S. Francis by Benozzo Gozzoli.
So the summer days passed, and when it was too hot in the valley I went up to Montefalco and found there coolness and silence.
The road to Montefalco is beautiful with views of the ever-changing valley and the mountains; and the little city herself stands high on her hill. Her unfrequented streets are still as of old, and she seems to look across the wide valley to Assisi as a daughter towards her mother. It is not Giotto who has clothed her with glory while telling the legend of S. Francis, but Benozzo Gozzolli, the pupil of Fra Angelico, with his simple literalism and delightful sense of the loveliness of such natural things as flowers and animals, who has painted for her the same immortal story—not in vain, for his influence is found again and again in such men as Bonfigli, Niccolo da Foligno, whose work one has learned to care for in Foligno and Assisi, and in Fiorenzo di Lorenzo. Nor, as it seems to me, did Pintoricchio wholly escape his charm; much of his delight in these natural beauties which crowd his pictures is, it may well be, owing to the work of this Tuscan painter.
It is in the little church of San Francesco—desecrated now and used as a picture-gallery—in which was once the choir, that we find the frescoes of the life of S. Francis, painted in the middle of the fifteenth century by Benozzo Gozzoli. It is here for the first time almost we come upon the growth, that development into some half-apprehended ideal, which every legend seems to follow. S. Francis was a man so like to Christ as almost to be mistaken for Him; it is therefore certain that he too, like the Prince of Life, was born in a stable. And even as old Simeon and Anna had prophesied of Christ, so a pilgrim tells of S. Francis, and a poor man spreads his coat for the saint to tread on. Thus gradually in the minds of men S. Francis became even in lesser things, a kind of imitation of Jesus of Nazareth….The frescoes continue the life of the saint almost as in the upper church at Assisi, where the traditional works of Giotto were doubtless known to Benozzo Gozzoli. These Montefalco frescoes are particularly interesting as the early work of a man who, brought by Fra Angelico to Rome and Orvieto—where, as here, his work is really an imitation of his master—was later to develop a more individual style, as in the frescoes in the Riccardi chapel, or at San Gimignano, or in his ruined masterpieces at Pisa, where he painted from 1469 to 1487. Here in Montefalco he is strictly the pupil of Fra Angelico. But in that attitude of the scholar to one who was so worthy of his allegiance, it may well be, we find his work really finer than when he had become himself a little master. … In his early work, however, under the influence of Angelico, he, having had a glimpse of heaven, turning to the earth he found it every whit as fair. … He tells the story of S. Francis, here in Montefalco, like a romantic almost, in which the spirit of adventure, the call of the road, the magical persistence of tomorrow blend very happily with the lovely life of the little poor man. Looking on these frescoes… his work is so boyish, as it were, as almost to disarm criticism, and in that very freshness, without ulterior ideas about art, he comes nearer perhaps than Giotto to realizing for us the romantic beauty of S. Francis’s life. He certainly realizes that, and strives to make us realise it as no other painter of the Franciscan legend has been able to do, before the far more exquisite and spiritual work of Sasseta. And so, though for no other cause yet for this, I return to Montefalco again and again.
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Edward Hutton: Assisi and Umbria Revisited, London, 1953. Pp. 57-58
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