There is something cloying about Ingres that bothers me more than his distortions. But Thetis is pretty rubbery in that work.
Ah, now that I know your interest in life is literary, it explains your knowledge and preferences in art.
Now, I know you must have seen some Rothkos in person, so I can't say that is the matter. The Rothkos with the hard edges are less intriguing than the blurred blocks, to me.
I'm probably pushing Rothko too much lately; I don't know why. Probably because I just finished teaching his work. When the exams are corrected, I'll be burnt out and move on to someone else....
I'm off to the Freeper cruise tomorrow and will be gone for a week. I'm starting to get the FT's already, LOL.
Save my place while I'm gone, heheh.
Leni/Bahama Mama
He was a French political whore...
Thanks for this entire series...only wish I'd had more time to spend on the discussion end of things!
And I agree with you - Ingres is somehow sicky-sweet and creepy at the same time. And his women aren't women - they're somebody's dream of women.
I prefer Gericault - although his madmen and his guillotined heads aren't for everybody, they are true.
I worked at the MFA in Boston during the Renoir exhibit ('86-'87) and have had enough Renoir to last me a lifetime. I was blessed a few years earlier to catch the only exhibit of Bouguereau in this country at the Wadsworth Atheneum and have been a fan ever since.