Quiet Landscapes: watercolours of Eric Ravilious 1 — The Eclectic Light Company (Reblog)

Influenced by the Shoreham landscapes of Samuel Palmer, and his teacher John Nash, here are the eerily empty landscapes of Essex, Sussex Downs, and elsewhere.

Quiet Landscapes: watercolours of Eric Ravilious 1 — The Eclectic Light Company

*Paul Nash paintings here.

Francis Bacon [1909-1992] — Marina Kanavaki (Reblog)

Self portrait Irish-born English figurative painter Francis Bacon was born, October 28, 1909 in 63 Lower Baggot Street, Dublin, Ireland ❦ Focusing on the human form, his subjects included crucifixions, portraits of popes, self-portraits, and portraits of close friends, with abstracted figures sometimes isolated in geometrical structures. Rejecting various classifications of his work, Bacon claimed […]

Francis Bacon [1909-1992] — Marina Kanavaki

Pablo Ruiz Picasso [1881-1973] — Marina Kanavaki (Reblog)

Self Portrait Spanish painter, sculptor, printmaker, ceramicist and theatre designer Pablo Ruiz Picasso was born, October 25, 1881 in the city of Málaga, Andalusia, in southern Spain ❦ Not much introduction needed for Picasso! He is regarded as one of the most influential artists of the 20th century and known for co-founding the Cubist movement, […]

Pablo Ruiz Picasso [1881-1973] — Marina Kanavaki

*Picasso — short astrological analysis.

Cézanne: ‘The Father of Modern Art’ — msamba (Reblog)

Paul Cézanne is perhaps one of the best-loved painters of Western art. Yet the popularity of his still life and landscape works has perhaps tamed the radicality of his vision in our own eyes. It is easy to forget that these seemingly traditional 19th century Post-Impressionist paintings caused ‘a landslide in art’. Jacky Klein explains […]

Cézanne: ‘The Father of Modern Art’ — msamba

***The rock and quarry paintings.

Murder At The Gallery (Tuesday Poetics dVerse)

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It was at the Turner Exhibition.
Hutchings was a quiet lad, for a copper;
he had a passion which no one suspected — and it got him killed.
I took the call and we all piled ’round.
There he was, wrapped up in bubble wrap,
sequestered in the store room
next to ‘Snow Storm’; not one of my favourites.
Someone had taken a scalpel to him,
a right mess he was, poor lad.
When we got to his flat there were art books all over,
though not a morsel in the fridge. Evidently Hutchings —
I shall call him George — used to feed on art.

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