--Vincent Van Gogh (1853-1890)
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
You may have never heard the name... but you have definitely seen his photographs. "Eisie", as he was often referred to by friends, was one of the most prolific photographers of the 20th century with a career spanning eight decades... taking cover shots for LIFE Magazine on a regular basis. I created this page, as a feature under my PHOTO SPOTLIGHT series page. I actually have his famous V-J (Victory over Japan) Day Kiss photograph framed and hanging in my apartment. It features a nurse and a sailor kissing in Times Square, right on Broadway. Check it out.
A few of my favorites include these below:
Thursday, September 27, 2007
I think this photo is absolutely extraordinary! Almost like a... hmm.
This photo is by the great American photographer Edward Henry Weston. It is titled Pepper 30. Most of Weston's work was done using an 8 by 10 inch view camera. Even though he was a celebrated photographer he survived selling his photos for a humble price of $7-10. Now, they have gone up over 1,000,000% in value. (Naturally... such is the life of an artist :-/)
PS. (My concentration this week has been on photography, particularly great American photographers... as such, I may be creating a few tribute sites to those I love the best... to showcase their work and life. Will keep you informed.)
"Photography to the amateur is recreation, to the professional it is work, and hard work too, no matter how pleasurable it may be."
"The camera should be used for a recording of life, for rendering the very substance and quintessence of the thing itself, whether it be polished steel or palpitating flesh."
"I cannot believe I learned anything of value in school unless it be the will to rebel."
--Edward Henry Weston (1886-1958)
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
--Thomas Hart Benton (1889-1975)
Sweet! Only 10.25 years to go!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I NEEDED to hear that after an emotionally and physically exhausting day!
PS. The NYC public library is gonna be the death of me. I picked up 18 new dvds today (for free)... mostly art & history documentaries. :-)
Benton, Thomas Hart, regionalist American painter, known for his vigorous, colorful murals of the 1930s, mostly of rollicking scenes from the rural past of the American South and Midwest. Benton was born in Neosho, Missouri. He studied at the Art Institute of Chicago and then spent three years in Paris. Living in New York City after 1912, Benton turned away from modernism and gradually developed a rugged naturalism that affirmed traditional rural values. By the 1930s he was riding a tide of popular acclaim. Benton returned to Missouri, taught at the Kansas City Art Institute, and continued to paint both panels and murals. His mural in the state capitol in Jefferson City (1935) stirred protests because of its open portrayals of some of the seamier facets of Missouri's past. Benton's most famous student was Jackson Pollock, who studied with Benton at the Art Students League in New York City from 1929 to 1931.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
"Bernini's Ecstasy of St. Theresa (1647-52), it hardly needs saying, is no middle-aged nun rising up the wall in her habit like an untethered balloon, nuns clinging to the hem. This woman is unforgettably beautiful, a match for the beaming seraph. They are, in their way, a couple. We see his exposed breast, infer hers. How could Bernini make visible the tide of ardent feeling washing through Theresa? Here he has the crucial conceptual insight of the entire drama.
He turns her body inside-out so that her covering, her habit, the symbol of chastity and containment, the symbol of her discipline - becomes a representation of what's going on inside her. It's the accomplice of her helpless dissolution into a liquid bliss.
It is, in fact, the climactic shudder itself, a storm surge of churning sensation, cresting and falling as if the marble had been molten. And these billows pour themselves from the smiling angel directly into Teresa's robe, where they join an ocean of heaving waves that folds into hollows and crevices, like surf breaking on a shore.
There's nothing furtive about any of this. Bernini wants us to look and look hard.
Why is this his greatest masterpiece? Because he's managed to make visible, tangible actually, something we all, if we're honest, know we hunger for, but before which we're properly tongue-tied. Something which has produced more bad writing, more excruciating poems than anything else you can think of.
No wonder, when art historians look at this, they tie themselves in knots to avoid saying the obvious. That we're looking at the most intense, convulsive drama of the body that any of us experience between birth and death. Which is not to say that what we're looking at is just a spasm of erotic chemistry. It's precisely because it isn't just that. Because it is somehow a fusion of physical craving and, choose your word, spiritual or emotional transcendence, that Bernini's Ecstasy of Saint Theresa is a sculpture that possesses the beholder completely, the longer we stare.
So perhaps when that 18th-century French connoisseur said, "If that's divine love, I know it well," he wasn't making a sly joke at all, but doffing his hat to Bernini for using the power of art to make the most difficult, the most desirable thing in the world: the visualization of pure bliss."
© Simon Schama, 2006
Thursday, July 19, 2007
I created a slideshow last night to commemorate and celebrate the 173rd birthday of the incredible and amazing impressionist painter Edgar Degas. He is my favorite painter (along with Van Gogh). I have seen his work in person at the Musee d'Orsay in Paris, and the Metropolitan Museum in New York. The beauty of his paintings is something to experience with your own eyes. I created a tribute space for him last year, which currently has over 2200 admirers. You may view that page at this link:
I also created an album of photos on his space called "My Paintings". You may view each image in the below slideshow in that album, complete with title and location of the artwork. It was a labor of love for someone that inspires me each day.
From Wikipedia: Edgar Degas (19 July 1834 – 27 September 1917), born Hilaire-Germain-Edgar Degas, was a French artist famous for his work in painting, sculpture, printmaking and drawing. He is regarded as one of the founders of Impressionism although he rejected the term, and preferred to be called a realist. A superb draughtsman, he is especially identified with the subject of the dance, and over half his works depict dancers. These display his mastery in the depiction of movement, as do his racecourse subjects and female nudes. His portraits are considered to be among the finest in the history of art.
Some Of My Tributes
- Alberto Moravia
- Alfred Eisenstaedt
- Ansel Adams
- City of New York
- Edgar Degas
- Edouard Manet
- Edward Henry Weston
- Edward Hopper
- Eugene O'Neill
- Gian Lorenzo Bernini
- Henri Cartier-Bresson
- Horst P. Horst
- J.M.W. Turner
- Jacques-Louis David
- Johannes Vermeer
- Margaret Bourke-White
- Mark Rothko
- Michelangelo Merisi di Caravaggio
- Pablo Neruda
- Pablo Picasso
- Rainer Maria Rilke
- Tamara de Lempicka
- The Art Spotlight
- The Director Spotlight
- The Photo Spotlight
- The Vogue Spotlight