The Nude In The Mirror
I’m one of these people who studiously avoided all non-mandatory art classes during my formal education, because so much that is considered great in art struck (and still strikes) me as immensely dull. Tell me again why we are looking at a cracked oil painting of some not-very-tasty-looking apples in a bowl?
If somebody had explained to me that the good artists spent half their lives painting flowers and the backs of their hands so they could learn to paint convincing nekkid pictures, I might have been more interested. As it is, it took the internet to introduce me to all sorts of long-dead illustrators and artists whose works I could have started enjoying at a much younger age.
Case in point: Auguste Leroux. This is titled “The Mirror”:
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Reminds me of a naked Princess Leia.. mmh!
Bacchus,
My wife (editor) would kill me for not pointing out the following on your commonly immaculate posts…
we are looking an a cracked oil painting
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we are looking at a cracked oil painting
and
it took the internet to indroduce me
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it took the internet to introduce me
Just being helpful.
Thanks, fixed.
its very sexy
An apple is just as beautiful as a human body. Appreciating paintings of still life and plants/vegetables comes from discovering the beauty in nature; like with a tree with its tremendous magnificence: then you see a painting of it and you are reminded of all the details of the encounter with the singularities of that one tree and the experience you went through ;)