more confidently presume that he studied the frescoes of Masaccio in
the Brancacci Chapel; this was routine for any art student in
Florence. The dignity, power, and resolute perspective of Masaccio
mingled in Piero's art with the picturesque grandeur and majestic
beards of the Eastern potentates.
When he returned to Borgo (1442) Piero was elected, aged thirty-six,
to the town council. Three years later he received his first
recorded commission: to paint a Madonna della Misericordia for the
church of San Francesco. It is still preserved in the Palazzo
Comunale: a strange assemblage of somber saints, a semi-Chinese Virgin
enfolding eight praying figures in the robe of her mercy, a stiff
Archangel Gabriel making a very formal announcement of her
motherhood to Mary, an almost peasant Christ in a grimly realistic
Crucifixion, and vivid forms of the Mater Dolorosa and the Apostle
John. This is half-primitive painting, but powerful: no pretty
sentiment, no delicate decoration, no idealized refinement of the
tragic tale; but bodies soiled and consumed with the struggle of life,
and yet rising to nobility in the silence of their suffering, their
prayers, and their forgiveness.
His fame now spread through Italy, and Piero was in demand. At
Ferrara (1449?) he painted murals in the Ducal Palace. Rogier van
der Weyden was then court painter there; probably Piero learned from
him something of the new technique of painting with pigments mixed
in oil. At Rimini (1451) he pictured Sigismondo Malatesta- tyrant,
murderer, and patron of art- in an attitude of pious prayer,
redeemed by the presence of two magnificent dogs. In Arezzo, at
intervals between 1452 and 1464, Piero painted for the church of San
Francesco a series of frescoes that mark the zenith of his art. They
told mainly the story of the True Cross, culminating in its capture by
Khosru II, and its recovery and restoration to Jerusalem by the
Emperor Heraclius; but they found place also for such episodes as
the death of Adam, the Queen of Sheba's visit to Solomon, and the
victory of Constantine over Maxentius at the Milvian Bridge. The
emaciated figure of the dying Adam, the worn face and drooping breasts
of Eve, the powerful bodies of their sons and their almost equally
virile daughters, the flowing majesty of the Queen of Sheba's retinue,
the profound and disillusioned face of Solomon, the startling