Edvard Munch. He seems to grow right out of the womb of the 19th century. Freud. Jung. And later. Auschwitz. Its as if his paintings reflected the madness, the pain, the confusion and loss of faith of the 20th century. Is the madness peculiar to Munch’s own life? Or his Norwegian upbringing? The Germanic soul. Is it the West’s loss of confidence? It is certainly romantic. To think that society is dieing. A kind of wonderful opera.
Its always interesting to go back and see what folks were doing in the first decades of the 20th century. My century. I was born in the middle of it. Like the pit in the middle of the peach.
Hugnet was part of the surrealist movement in the 30s. He was later expelled from the group. In a lot of his work he seems preoccupied with females. But he does little with the form. Like a lot of early collages, his work appears frantic, slapped down in a hurry to give an impression of a lack of concentrated thought. As if the images did not come from intelligence but impulse.
Andriy Dykun’s work can be creepy. It joins the two worlds of collage and surrealism. Fun to look at. Until the ideas get inside your head. Then new images are formed. And they are ones your imagination has created. Sweet dreams.
One of my favourite artists. She is always worth having another look at.
Check out this young woman’s work. Wonderful stuff.
http://ledeluge.wordpress.com/2010/12/08/natalie-shau/
Jang Seung Hyo combines 2 dimensional and 3 dimensional work together. He puts pictures on sculptures. They are very exciting to look at. But I confess that the object of Hyo’s affection leaves me cold. The work is colourful and dramatic (at first glance) but then I’m not sure. I had a similar idea many years ago. When I tried to make a collage that included apples. The apples rotted. Which was also exciting for a while. Until the ants joined my sculpture. Everything got complicated. Like the smell.
Everything about this artist’s work is interesting. Except his name. Cuellimangui. Don’t like his name. Sounds like a dish with dumplings. But his work is filled with exciting images, bright and colourful. Apparently most of his work is in Spain. Nothing like it in Toronto. The city that Ford destroyed.
Always a good idea to visit Ed Kuris. Terrific artist
Ed Kuris is an artist who lives in Guelph Ontario Canada. He has never been to Peru but I always think its important to create a mythology around artists and so I added this little bit to Ed’s. Google his name if you want to see his work. It is outstanding. http://www.art-in-guelph.com/Pages/ekuris.html
Magritte is such a huge figure in surrealism. Art in general.
I love Magritte. How could you not? He’s funny. And he’s Belgian. (I lived there for four years. My son was born there. My wife is Belgian. Outside of the weather, its a wonderful place on the planet.) Magritte has affected many artists. But it is his love by the public that is so interesting. No one asks if his work is art. They just smile.
I created one piece with Magritte in mind.
This is an excerpt from a Wikipedia article on Magritte.
Magritte’s work frequently displays a juxtaposition of ordinary objects in an unusual context, giving new meanings to familiar things. The representational use of objects as other than what they seem is typified in his painting, The Treachery of Images (La trahison des images), which shows a pipe that looks as though it is a model for a tobacco store advertisement. Magritte painted below the…
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I enjoy experimentation in photography. Sometimes it is successful. As it is with Eni Turkeshi’s work. And sometimes it is not. A lot of this artist’s work looks like stuff we saw in the 60s. Drug nostalgia. Perhaps.
Everytime I look at El Greco, I find him stranger. Time to read a biography. Or a good documentary.
When I see an El Greco painting, I think I see Dali. His longated figures remind me of Modigliani. The angels and saints and all the religious paraphernalia of his age (the anti-gravity illusions) remind you of Magritte and the surrealists. And the paintings of crowds remind me of some collage works. And yet he was a figure of the 16th and 17th century. His work must have looked very odd to those people.
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