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Robin Isely, Hans Memling - Man of Sorrows c. 1480.
Sol Lewitt
“Can I never escape this interminable mourning for myself?”
— Susan Sontag, from Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1964. (via xshayarsha)
Fred Tougas
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Andrew McIntosh (British, b. 1979), The Glowing Isle, 2018. Oil on linen, 26 x 26 cm.
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“There are no rules, that is one thing I say about every medium, every picture … that is how art is born, that is how breakthroughs happen. Go against the rules or ignore the rules, that is what invention is about.”
Happy Birthday to Helen Frankenthaler, born on this day in 1928!
To create “Painted on 21st Street,” (1950-51), Frankenthaler used oil paint, sand, plaster of Paris, and coffee grounds. This is one of her early works, which reflects her looking at Abstract Expressionist painters such as Jackson Pollock, who often included non-art materials – cigarette butts or enamel house paints, for example, in Pollock’s case – in their work. It is not typical of the artist’s most recognized technique of pouring paint on unprimed canvas, which led to her being associated with Color Field artists. See this piece on view in Masterworks from the Hirshhorn Collection.
Kazimir Malevich, Suprematist Composition: White on White, 1918
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untitled by SamAlive on Flickr.
2605; Looking Up — St. Peter’s Basilica
“My expectations and hopes are ever more dazzling. And how I suffer, how heavy is my heart with the mysteries that I anticipate.”
— Bruno Schulz, tr. by Celina Wieniewska, from “Sanatorium Under the Sign of the Hourglass,”
Arnulf Rainer (Austrian, b. 1929), Ohne Titel, 1994-95. Mixed media on cardboard on wood, 61 x 50.5 cm.
“An Annur Story”. Photographed by Elizaveta Porodina for Vogue.it
Anna Akhmatova, tr. by Judith Hemschemeyer, from Selected Poems; “Little Song,”
Hair by Franco Gobbi for KAIMIN Spring 2020
“For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others… and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures”
— Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
Daniel Mullen, On the Brink, 2018, Acrylic on canvas, 140 x 140 cm.