Harvard University Press, 88 pp., $25.00
Abrams, 168 pp., $40.00
Harper and Row, 404 pp., $40.00
'There is no secret of the psyche that Caravaggio cannot find out,' writes Professor Freedberg of the artist's Death of the Virgin, which now hangs in the Louvre, disfigured by dark varnish. Although he elaborates on his meaning, this is the most surprising sentence in his book—indeed, the most surprising sentence in any of the three books under review. Was Caravaggio trying to find out the psyche's secrets? Did artists ever try to do this, even in portraiture (a branch of painting, incidentally, in which Caravaggio seems to have been singularly unsuccessful), before the middle of the last century? And even if we assume that artists can find out the secrets of the psyche, how do they reveal them to us?
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