Woman Reading[1] (La Lecture)
Woman Reading (La Lecture), Pablo Picasso
collecting colours over a cup of coffee...
If you are a lover of printed words, you would know how much of your time is taken by books alone. Then one day, sooner or later, you discover a huge vacuum within that you know next to nothing about other art forms. This blog is an attempt to fulfil one such lacunae in the art of painting. We intend to look up a random painting and upload it with a link here every day whilst having our daily cuppa coffee. In this way at least we hope to be better acquainted with colours, colourers and the schools than what we are now.If you wish to be a part, you know where to shout.
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- Sir Galahad
- The Beguiling of Merlin
- Guinevere
- Angel standing in a Storm
- A Passing Storm
- A Stormy Sea
- Rough Sea at a jetty
- Sea
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- l'homme Ocean
- Yellow Feather
- Green River
- From/To (Yellow)
- Green Wurzel
- Yellow Painting
- Green Dog No.1
- Yellow Sofa
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- Woman Reading[1] (La Lecture)
- The Beat Goes On
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- Wailing on the Sax
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6 comments:
Perhaps I am a big doofus, but I never got what the thing about Picasso. Why's he so good? (Sincere question and all)
CC: Am hardly a Picasso-literate person but I think part of the fascination for me is the complexity of his work. Your question may have an answer here.
I will not hesitate to say that about one half of that piece you linked to went right above my head. Too much reading on a bad day of work.
Hmmmm. So, just because the dude Picasso could draw a nose in profile, he became great? What the hey! I've been doing it for 25 of my 24 years!
Ha ha. Well, I think greatness comes when a large number of people are able to identify with the works of an artist (writer or whatever). Perhaps such greatness needs to wait centuries before it is recognized because of the way the minds of the people of that time are. Perhaps there is instant recognition because the work caters to the fancies of the time.
A few weeks ago, CC, on this blog, one reader wanted to discuss "understanding art". He asked for more information to be provided on each of the paintings that we post here so that he could understand the technique and work better. Fair enough. But what set me thinking was what Uber said to that request. Art is not something that one needs to understand; the purpose of art is to hold a mirror to the recipient. Art helps one to understand oneself. Maybe that is why appreciating art is as subjective as appreciating people (paraphrased).
And yeah, I'd love to see your work of 25 years. Or have I already? :D
My work? Ah, now we are getting into tricky territory. I'd be frank and outright and say I am a disaster when it comes to appreciating art. I either like a painting/sketch/colour/whatever instantly (instinctively) or not. I rarely bother about letting it grow on me. I am impulsive and prefer instant gratification.
Which perhaps explains why I took to blogging.
Oh, ok. Art. As this discussion would have told you, I am not much a fan of Picasso. Neither do I like the likes of Monet et.al. Van Gogh's colours are a bit too bright for my tastes. And his manner a bit too glum.
One guy I like is Michelangelo. For whatever reasons. Plebeian, I am, when it comes to art. No bones made about it.
But, when you talk of art as a catchall for all literary and artistic pursuits - why! Now, we are talking.
My work is for all to see. I am my greatest work of art. I am.
Addendum: I do like some pieces of Monet.
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