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Post by Jiordano Sciarra on Aug 25, 2010 1:50:24 GMT -5
Born to Marcello and Berenice Sciarra in a cottage in Siena, Tuscany, Jiordano was the second born of four children and only son. They were a family neither rich nor truly poor, but somewhere in the middle. Marcello was a musician, skilled in the Lyre and Lute, while Berenice was skilled in the making of items using terracotta. They were a happy, vivacious family with a zest for life unmatched by most they knew. Jiordano's oldest sister,Adele, was three years older than he while the other girls, Guiseppe and Bianca, came two and three years after his own. They were precious years spent learning of the world. A family talented in the arts in many ways. Adele wrote inspirational poetry, Guiseppe blessed with an angelic voice, and Bianca skilled in the ways of dance. Their little cottage was a land of wonder. Jiordano was, of course, blessed in the ways of many though his greatest skill was with brush, canvas, and paint. There was a beauty to match that provided by nature to be seen upon canvas. Words couldn't be used to describe this talent that started when Jiordano was barely even two-years-old. A prodigy they called the young boy. Even though not a truly wealthy family Marcello saw that his children were educated to some extent, but most especially young Jiordano. From everything to basic reading and writing skills to calculations. Yet the most important was: Painting.
The most important lessons came by way of a fellow artist Cipriano de Medici well-known for his religious paintings. A man well into his 40's who had a knack with brush unequaled even by Jiordano. Impressed by the boy's talent Cipriano took him as a protege. Teaching him the secrets of the art world and carting him around to various locations on trips. Jiordano grew into a well rounded young man, a lover of education and art...and all that life had to offer. Growing from boy to man as the years passed though realizing certain aspects about his own personality. Women, for example, while beautiful creatures- an expression of art in human form, did not example. It was the Lord's other creation that drew the eye of Jiordano, tempting with chiseled chest or strong chin, known as man. The first realization of this dawned even younger than teenage years as he noticed his roaming eye toward fellow artisans in Siena. Yet it only became further proven at the age of sixteen while visiting Florence that proof was given in the form of a young man named Demetrio, a blacksmith's son, that seduced Jiordano. His lover was a year older, and though resistant- for was not this behavior a sin? Guilt and shame caused an inner struggle that remained in Jiordano long after he gave in to the touch of his lover's firm grip. The affair only last a year though it taught him much.
At 18 though life changed again for Jiordano became a student at The Sienese School Of Painting thanks to his mentor Cipriano. It was a rare experience, an opportunity that he never thought to be able to experience, and his family was proud of him. By this time his sister's had found a handle on their own life and married, and his parents had grown further into their years. It made them proud to see their children's lives prosper so. Especially when, feeling pressured, at age 19 he took a wife. Daughter of a farmer, Lucrezia was lovely and sweet yet...Jiordano could only bring himself to touch her in order to consummate the marriage. An act never repeated. A blessing was his time away at academy, with short visits home to the cottage where Lucrezia resided, to escape.
Jiordano came fully into his element during his five years enrolled in their fine halls. The paintings created by his hand were both expressive in emotion and held an almost dreamlike quality that could bring tears to the eye. Most paintings held somewhat of a mythological nature and focused on events considered miracles as far as the art taught the students, and after Jiordano finished his academy years there he decided...he wanted to experience more of the world. See other sights and learn more in the way of painting, and perhaps even further other skills as growing up in the family that he had it'd meant Jiordano was able to moderately sing(nothing special and he prefers not to), write songs(though prefers not to), and play instruments(which he enjoys doing very much besides painting), and even dance(for enjoyment only). Much could be seen beyond Siena and even further, and so with an apology to Lucrezia he explained that he was going to travel. She was...furious and hurt emotionally, but saw it coming even before the nuptials and Jiordano left within only months.
Throughout his travels he's seen much of what the world could offer. Lovers have been numerous, not hard to attract with eyes that seemed to change between blue and green depending upon intensity of mood, dark brown almost black curls that reached just past his chin, a fair yet sometimes tanned face with neat trimmed beard and goatee, a height of 5'10 and medium build figure that wasn't exactly scrawny as manual labor was just as much a part of his life as art growing up in his family and sometimes after, and mostly his aura- for Jiordano never seems to lack joie de vivre as the French call it. Always is there a smile upon face, a laugh to escape lips, and a certain beat to each step that could not be missed. Enjoyment of life is something that Jiordano encourages in all that he meets for how can one live if they are not truly living. The world was at his fingertips, he traveled frequently, learned to paint in varying styles and made his mark on many places with his brush, dined with peasants, nobility, and even royalty. A pleasure that cannot be labeled though is positive to write letters to his family members frequently to let them know of his well-being and they send news to him such as birth of nephews and nieces, the death of his wife to illness, the passing of Cipriano, and more. Now his travels take him to Skye, in Scotland- a supposedly barbaric land, seeking a specific artisan, a woman whose reputation precedes her and arouses his curiosity- Eirian Apollius.
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