Works
- Venetian Painters of the Renaissance (1894)
- Lorenzo Lotto: An Essay in Constructive Art Criticism (1895)
- Florentine Painters of the Renaissance (1896)
- Central Italian Painters of the Renaissance (1897)
- The Sense of Quality: Study and Criticism of Italian Art (1901; second series, 1902)
- The Drawings of the Florentine Painters (1903), his masterpiece
- North Italian Painters of the Renaissance (1907)
- A Sienese Painter of the Franciscan Legend (1910)
- Venetian Painting in America: The Fifteenth Century (New York, 1916)
- Essays in the Study of Sienese Painting (New York, 1918)
- Aesthetics, ethics and history in the arts of visual representation (Estetica, Etica e Storia nelle Arti della Rappresentazione Visiva) (1948)
- The Italian Painters Of The Renaissance (1952)
- Rumor and Reflection (New York, 1952)
- Caravaggio: his incongruity and his fame (1953)
- Seeing and Knowing New York Graphic Society, Ltd., (1953)
- The Passionate Sightseer (New York, 1960)
- Sunset and Twilight (New York, 1963)
Most of his books were published in the United States and went through many editions.
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—Henry David Thoreau (18171862)
“You are always looking for already-felt emotions, just as you like to get an old pair of trousers back from the cleaners, which seem new when you dont look too closely. Artists are cleaners, dont let yourself be taken in by them. True modern works of art are made not by artists but quite simply by men.”
—Francis Picabia (18781953)
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From the earth-poles to the line, All between that works or grows,
Every thing is kin of mine.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (18031882)