Books and Articles About Master MS
Meister M. S. / Genthon István Berlin : 1932
450 Jahre Meister M. S. / Radocsay Dénes Budapest : 1957
M.S. mester passióképei az esztergomi Keresztény Múzeumban / Mojzer Miklós Budapest : Magyar Helikon : Corvina Kiadó Vállalat, 1976
"Magnificat anima mea Dominum" M S Mester Vizitáció-képe és egykori selmecbányai főoltára . Kiállítási katalógus Budapest : Magyar Nemzeti Galéria, 1997
Eörsi Anna: "Gemartert ward under Poncio Pylato." Megjegyzések M S mester Kálváriájának ikonográfiájához. Művészettörténeti Értesítő XLVII. 1998, 199-213. oldal
Mojzer Miklós: Tanulmányok a Keresztény Múzeumban II. : M. S. mester zászlai Művészettörténeti Értesítő 1965
Végh János: "Magnificat anima mea Dominum" M S mester Vizitáció-képe és egykori selmecbányai főoltára Új Művészet, VIII. évf. 10-11. sz. 1997. október-November, 20-22. oldal
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