Saturday, February 27, 2010

Kate Playground Harcore

Mark Rothko: Always looking for something more

D ECIA Mark Rothko art is an adventure into an unknown world that can scan only those willing to take risks.
D ECIA Mark Rothko confer anthropomorphic attributes before a stone which dehumanize the slightest hint of conscience.
D Mark Rothko ECIA a live table fellowship and expands and enlivens the eyes of the sensitive observer, but also died for that very reason.
D ECIA Mark Rothko paintings were sometimes described as a facade when they were in fact facades.
D ECIA Mark Rothko Paintings were great for intimate and human, for the viewer to be trapped inside.
D ECIA Mark Rothko that a work of art must have the following ingredients: a clear preoccupation with death, sensuality, tension, irony, wit, a dash of luck and an optional 10 percent of hope (the Greeks never needed it).

To me, Mark Rothko absorbs me.

Photo: Mark Rothko in his studio with one of his works.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Evening For Rent In Manila

Lucian Freud: A Double Portrait Robert Walser

D ice Lucian Freud painting people just like animals, because what really matters is to transfer the protective facade of the flesh, to find the real thing.
D ice Lucian Freud emotions are useless unless they are filtered through the ballot that seeks the truth of the flesh.
D ice Lucian Freud painting what he knows, so their portraits are, most often, the people around you, friends, their wives, their mother or children or grandchildren , or their dogs.
D Lucian Freud ice that what makes a portrait has spiritual greatness is that the painter has given rise to a feeling of individuality, paying particular attention to.
D ice Lucian Freud portraits that has everything you feel, whatever you think of the model.
D ice Lucian Freud that the real works of art have the power to become involved.
D Lucian Freud painting ice what "is" not what "sees."

I moved Lucian Freud.

Lucian Freud in his bed with Eli 2008 by Koos Breukelen.
Double retrato.1985-86. Oil on canvas. 78.8 x 88.9 cm.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Whatever Happened To Heather Harmon?



- A singer's voice cracked, without enthusiasm for life, but more alive than a newborn. Old piano plays a tune. His songs touch the heart, cross it and make it bleed.
- A painter who paints with a child's imagination and the force of a longshoreman harbor, has the eyes of murderer and yet apparent in the brightness of the lacrimal perceives a deep and loyal soul.
- A poet who joins his words, as a blacksmith built a rough horseshoe. His words are harsh but leave a mark that remains on the road.
- A pastor who lets out the earth between his fingers cracked as the sun around it. When rain does not run for cover, but looks into the sky lying on the grass. Silent night like an old tree.
- A man apparently dead in the snow, with red spots that could be blood. He wears a black corduroy suit by which retains heat. His hands are large and cracked, in short, very beautiful.

For those who want to know something about me.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

County Cottage Playhouse

Jeff Desomer / Haushka

Film: Jeff Desomer , Music: Hauschka. Mounting
made from the photographic archive of the U.S. Congress.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Why Is The Puzzle Piece A Symbol For Autism?

Invocation Cronos me

A time that I stand before you, only God I believe in, for your methodical law, inexorable to contrition, cold and alone knows to be an apocalyptic horseman, master of everything and so confident of yourself that you do not know the punishment or forgiveness, privileges and sacrifices that you ignore it because you kill yourself at any moment, breathing reborn with everything archetypal rules.
convinced your perfection, I imagine you as a titanic fingerboard with Herculean arms swaying in outer space, marking a final rate in which all concur as a huge chorus, smartly homogeneous frighteningly meek and not a gamble on the horizon.
Photo: Clock Musee D'Orsay, Paris.