This was meant to represent the 1937 bombing, by the Germans, of the Basque "capitol" during the Spanish Civil War.
Posted on 02/09/2013 9:26:41 AM PST by BenLurkin
Art scholars had long suspected Picasso was one of the first master artists to employ house paint, rather than traditional artists' paint, to achieve a glossy style that hid brush marks. There was no absolute confirmation of this, however, until now.
Physicists at Argonne National Laboratory in Lemont, Ill., trained their hard X-ray nanoprobe at Picasso's painting "The Red Armchair," completed in 1931, which they borrowed from the Art Institute of Chicago. The nanoprobe instrument can "see" details down to the level of individual pigment particles, revealing the arrangement of particular chemical elements
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if someone has to tell you its art, then its not art,
This was meant to represent the 1937 bombing, by the Germans, of the Basque "capitol" during the Spanish Civil War.
Give me a majestic Albert Bierstadt work for pure talent and beauty.
Thank you! The only thing that makes these paintings valuable is speculation. No one holding these paintings can afford to tell the truth.
But one day people will realize that the emperor has no clothes. When that day comes, you don't want to be the last one holding the bag.
I hope I live to see it.
Me either, except for this one:
I prefer van Gogh. His work is gorgeous.
The cult of Picasso, like most twentieth-century art, is a massive fraud. In my fairly well-informed opinion, Tom Wolfe was correct when he wrote in The Painted Word,
...a few fashionable people discovered their own uses of [Modern Art]. It was after the First World War the modern and modernistic came into the language as exciting adjectives...By 1920, in le monde*, to be fashionable was to be modern, and Modern Art the new spirit of the avant-garde were perfectly suited for that vogue.
Picasso was a case in point. Picasso did not begin to become Picasso, in the art world or in the press, until he was pushing forty and painted the scenery for Diaghilev's Russian ballet in London in 1918. Diaghilev & Co. were a tremendous succès de scandale in fashionable London. The wild dervishing of Nijinsky, the lurid costumes - it was all too deliciously modern for words. The Modernistic settings by Picasso, André Derain, and (later on) Matisse, were all part of the excitement, and le monde loved it. "Art," in Osbert Lancaster's phrase, "came once more to roost among the duchesses."
Picasso, who had once lived in the legendary unlit attic and painted at night with a brush in one hand and a candlestick in the other - Picasso now stayed at the Savoy, had lots of clothes made on Bond Street nearby, went to all the best parties (and parties were never better), was set up with highly publicized shows of his paintings, and became a social lion...
Picasso was a magnificent businessman and promoter. He was an actor. He led a gigantic farce. But the fundamental premise--the idea that what is original is good despite its evident ugliness--is a corrupting, decadent idea. There is a reason that the Left embraces such garbage and assails traditional concepts of beauty and goodness. Surely, as a conservative, you recognize how Orwellian and destructive to society it is to call this dung good, as the Left does.
Art died with Monet
"Hitler - there was a painter! He could paint an entire apartment in one afternoon! Two coats!"
The best version of “The Producers.”
Abstract expressionism never did anything for me. Picasso's earlier work was informed by post-Impressionism and still bore some resemblance to life. He remained enormously creative and sensitive to life experience, even as his craft devolved into Cubist boxes and tortured human forms.
Jackson Pollack, on the other hand, always struck me as a gigantic fraud whose work was routinely equaled at any 1960s Boardwalk "spin-your-own-abstract-painting" booth for five bucks.
Think about the talent in that frame: Zero Mostel, Ken Mars and Gene Wilder. I would have loved to watch them improvise on the set, as they actually did for many takes.
Art died after the Renaissance ...
Oh, man what a couple o days. First, claims that some longhair named Eddie Van Hellem is the greatest guitarist of all time, then a list of 50 greatest jazz vocals filled with pop songs, now a “I don’t like Picasso” thread. We’ve been holding our collective bad breaths waiting for your opinion of Picasso.
Well some people try to pick up girls And get called assholes This never happened to Pablo Picasso He could walk down your street And girls could not resist his stare and So Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole(Jonathan Richman)
Not bad, but he’s no Bob Ross.
And the same thing for classical music. Nothing good has been written for at least 100 years. Everything is about pitch and tone. None of the brilliance of a Beetoven or Mozart, or Vivaldi.
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