Leon Battista Alberti - Works

Works

  • De Pictura, 1435. On Painting, in English, De Pictura, in Latin, On Painting. Penguin Classics. 1972. ISBN 978-0-14-043331-9.
  • Momus, Latin text and English translation, 2003 ISBN 0-674-00754-9
  • (1452, Ten Books on Architecture). Alberti, Leon Battista. De re aedificatoria. On the art of building in ten books. (translated by Joseph Rykwert, Robert Tavernor and Neil Leach). Cambridge, Mass.: MIT Press, 1988. ISBN 0-262-51060-X. ISBN 978-0-262-51060-8.
  • De Cifris A Treatise on Ciphers (1467), trans. A. Zaccagnini. Foreword by David Kahn, Galimberti, Torino 1997.
  • Della tranquillitá dell'animo. 1441.
  • Latin, French and Italian editions of De re aedificatoria
  • "Leon Battista Alberti. On Painting. A New Translation an Critical Edition", Edited and Translated by Rocco Sinisgalli,

Cambridge University Press, New York, May 2011, ISBN 978-1-107-00062-9

  • Leon Battista Alberti. On Painting. A New Translation an Critical Edition, Edited and Translated by Rocco Sinisgalli,

Cambridge University Press, New York, May 2011, ISBN 978-1-107-00062-9

  • I libri della famiglia, Italian edition

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