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"Who would ever believe it? -the things most real to me are the illusions I create in my paintings. All else is quicksand."

Eugene Delacroix

"All these sheepheaded bourgeois prigs who endlessly spout words like 'immoral, immorality, immorality in art', or other such idiocies, remind me of that five franc whore Louise Villedieu, who once accompanied me through the Louvre - it was her first visit - only to blush most deeply, veil her face, tug continually at my sleeve, and ask me, before sundry immortal statues and paintings, how it were possible that someone be allowed to put such indecencies on public display?"

-Charles Baudelaire

”Those who love artists seem like fossils. Ours is an epoch of engineers and of manufacturers, not one of artists. The search in modern life is for utility; the endeavor is to improve existence materially. Every day, science invents new processes for the feeding, clothing, or transportation of man; she manufactures cheaply inferior products in order to give adulterated luxuries to the greatest number -- though it is true that she has also made real improvements in all that ministers to our daily… Continue

Gradations attract, enfold and please.
Curves are more sensual than straights.
The obvious is enchanted by the hidden.
Protrusions are contrasted with indentions.
Patterns fascinate, involve and deceive.
Repetitions are to forms what beats are to music.
Symmetry mirrors and honours the human body.
Whorls and vortexes tempt and seduce.
Colour, pure or muted, is its own magic.
Strong contrasts provide drama and excitement.
Soft edges invite touch and caress.
Disappearing acts create mystery and in… Continue

‘FINGER NAIL SALOONS AND STARVING ARTISTS’

Is the ear half on or half off?

(Read using your most credible ‘Al Pacino voice’)

What would it be like if Vincent van Gogh were alive today? I would be willing to say that everything would be exactly the same EXCEPT – that he would have better medication. If he could afford it. Everything else would be the same. The painting would be the same. The obscurity would be the same. The unappreciated genius would be the same. Perhaps he would be institutio… Continue