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Artist of the Month

July 20th, 2010 by jgrimes

This month’s artist is none other than the Ukrainian born painter, Taras Loboda. For you personal enjoyment, here is an inside look at of his pieces that I have appropriately titled,“The Lady in Red.”

Taras Loboda is a famed Ukrainian painter, with artistic talent that revivals even his fathers. Son of Ivan Ivanovich Loboda, Taras Loboda currently lives and works in Prague. This adoptive homeland, is where Taras loves to expand his artistic talents, and hone his impressive painting skills.

As a long time admirer of his work, I appreciate his use of of exquisite, vibrant, colors. Which tend to captivate audiences because of their rich, stunning appearances, and strong, uniformed reflection. The splendor of Taras Loboda, not only lies within the beauty of his models, but, in his personal replication of their exotic features. I applaud his ability to intensify a particular painting, by adding flavor and vigor to a particular feature of the model. Such as the model’s lips and eyes. I first became enthralled with Laboda’s “Lady in Red,” known as Titianna. Her sometimes brightly painted blue eyes and cherry lush lips, begged me to pay attention to other pieces of his collection.

Taras Loboda’s talent does not stop with his realistic portraits or still life paintings. He also has a beautiful landscape paintings, just as richly painted as some of these paintings featured here. However, in many of his landscape pieces, the passing horizon has an abstract, almost whimsical appeal. Which is a definitive contrast to the paintings featured above. This ability to switch his theatrical presentations from one style to another, is what truly sets him apart from other great artists.  To read more on how to start to painting like Taras Loboda, go to RKHenry’s Lady in Red.

Article by art historian RKHenry, Chicago

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Celebrating Poetry

Allen Ginsberg
Allen Ginsberg (3 June 1926-6 Apr. 1997), poet, was born in Newark, New Jersey, the younger son of Louis Ginsberg, a high school English teacher and poet, and Naomi Levy Ginsberg. Ginsberg grew up with his older brother Eugene in a household shadowed by his mother’s mental illness; she suffered from recurrent epileptic seizures and paranoia. An active member of the Communist Party-USA, Naomi Ginsberg took her sons to meetings of the radical left dedicated to the cause of international Communism during the Great Depression of the 1930s.

In the winter of 1941, when Allen was a junior in high school, his mother insisted that he take her to a therapist at a Lakewood, New Jersey, rest home, a disruptive bus journey he described in his long autobiographical poem “Kaddish.” Naomi Ginsberg spent most of the next fifteen years in mental hospitals, enduring the effects of electroshock treatments and a lobotomy before
her death at Pilgrim State Hospital in 1956. Witnessing his mother’s mental illness had a traumatic effect on Ginsberg, who wrote poetry about her unstable condition for the rest of his life.

Graduating from Newark’s East Side High School in 1943, Ginsberg later recalled that his most memorable school day was the afternoon his English teacher Frances Durbin read aloud from Walt Whitman’s “Song of Myself” in a voice “so enthusiastic and joyous . . . so confident and lifted with laughter” that he never forgot the image of “her black-dressed bulk seated squat behind an English class desk, her embroidered collar, her voice powerful and high” (quoted in Schumacher, p. 17). Despite his passionate response to Whitman’s poetry, Ginsberg listed government or legal work as his choice of future occupation in the high school yearbook.

Attending the college of Columbia University on a scholarship, Ginsberg considered his favorite course the required freshman great books seminar taught by Lionel Trilling. Later Ginsberg also cited the renowned literary critics and biographers Mark Van Doren and Raymond Weaver as influential professors at Columbia. But Ginsberg’s friends at Columbia were an even greater influence than his professors on his decision to become a poet. As a freshman he met undergraduate Lucien Carr, who introduced him to William S. Burroughs and Jack Kerouac, part of a diverse (and now legendary) circle of friends that grew to include the Times Square heroin addict Herbert Huncke, the young novelist John Clellon Holmes, and a handsome young drifter and car thief from Denver named Neal Cassady, with whom Ginsberg fell in love. Kerouac described the intense encounter between Ginsberg and Cassady in the opening chapter of his novel On the Road (1957).

These friends became the nucleus of a group that named themselves the “Beat Generation” writers. The term was coined by Kerouac in the fall of 1948 during a conversation with Holmes in New York City. The word “beat” referred loosely to their shared sense of spiritual exhaustion and diffuse feelings of rebellion against what they experienced as the general conformity, hypocrisy, and materialism of the larger society around them caught up in the unprecedented prosperity of postwar America.

In the summer of 1948, in his senior year at Columbia, Ginsberg had dedicated himself to becoming a poet after hearing in a vision the voice of William Blake reciting the poem “Ah Sunflower.” Experimenting with drugs like marijuana and nitrous oxide to induce further visions, or what Ginsberg later described as “an exalted state of mind,” he felt that the poet’s duty was to bring a visionary consciousness of reality to his readers. He was dissatisfied with the poetry he was writing at this time, traditional work modeled on English poets like Sir Thomas Wyatt or Andrew Marvell whom he had studied at Columbia.

In June 1949 Ginsberg was arrested as an accessory to crimes carried out by Huncke and his friends, who had stored stolen goods in Ginsberg’s apartment. As an alternative to a jail sentence, Ginsberg’s professors Van Doren and Trilling arranged with the Columbia dean for a plea of psychological disability, on condition that Ginsberg was admitted to the Columbia Presbyterian Psychiatric Institute. Spending eight months in the mental institution, Ginsberg became close friends with the young writer Carl Solomon, who was treated there for depression with insulin shock.

In December 1953 Ginsberg left New York City on a trip to Mexico to explore Indian ruins in Yucatan and experiment with various drugs. He settled in San Francisco, where he fell in love with a young artist’s model, Peter Orlovsky; he took a job in market research, thinking that he might enroll in the graduate English program at the University of California in Berkeley. In August 1955, inspired by the manuscript of a long jazz poem titled “Mexico City Blues” that Kerouac had recently written in Mexico City, Ginsberg found the courage to begin to type what he called his most personal “imaginative sympathies” in the long poem “Howl for Carl Solomon” (Original Draft Facsimile Howl, p. xii). As his biographer Bill Morgan stated, in the poem “Allen finally accepted his homosexuality and stopped trying to become ‘straight’” (Allen Ginsberg and Friends, p. 31).

In October 1955 Ginsberg read the first part of his new poem in public for the first time to tumultuous applause at the Six Gallery reading in San Francisco with the local poets Kenneth Rexroth, Gary Snyder, Michael McClure, Philip Whalen, and Philip LaMantia. Journalists were quick to herald the reading as a landmark event in American poetry, the birth of what they labeled the San Francisco Poetry Renaissance. Lawrence Ferlinghetti, who ran the City Lights Book Store and the City Lights publishing house in North Beach, sent Ginsberg a telegram echoing Ralph Waldo Emerson’s response to Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass: “I greet you at the beginning of a great career. When do I get the manuscript?” Later Ginsberg wrote that “in publishing ‘Howl,’ I was curious to leave behind after my generation an emotional time bomb that would continue exploding in U.S. consciousness in case our military-industrial-nationalist complex solidified into a repressive police bureaucracy” (Original Draft Facsimile Howl, p. xii).

Early in the following year Howl and Other Poems was published with an introduction by William Carlos Williams as number four in the City Lights Pocket Poets Series. In May 1956 copies of the small black-and-white stapled paperback were seized by the San Francisco police, who arrested Ferlinghetti and Shigeyoshi Murao, his shop manager, and charged them with publishing and selling an obscene and indecent book. The American Civil Liberties Union took up the defense of Ginsberg’s poem in a highly publicized obscenity trial in San Francisco, which concluded in October 1957 when Judge Clayton Horn ruled that Howl had redeeming social value.

During the furor of the trial, Ginsberg left California and settled in Paris with Orlovsky, who was to remain his companion for the next forty years. Living on Ginsberg’s royalties from Howl and Orlovsky’s disability checks as a Korean War veteran, they traveled to Tangier to stay with Burroughs and help him assemble the manuscript later published as his novel Naked Lunch (1959). In 1958 Ginsberg returned to New York City, still troubled by his mother’s death in the mental hospital two years before, haunted by the thought that he had never properly said goodbye to her. Using various drugs to explore his painful memories of their life together and confront his complex feelings about his mother, Ginsberg wrote his greatest poem, “Kaddish for Naomi Ginsberg,” modeling his elegy on the traditional Jewish memorial service for the dead.  Continuing to experiment with various psychedelic stimulants to create visionary poetry, Ginsberg traveled to South America, Europe, Morocco, and India with Orlovsky in 1962. It was the most important trip of his life. Staying in India for nearly  two years, he met with holy men in an effort to find someone who could teach him a method of meditation that would help him deal with his egotism and serve as a vehicle for heightened spiritual awareness. On a train in Japan, Ginsberg recorded in his poem “The Change” his realization that meditation, not drugs, could assist his enlightenment. He returned to North America in the fall of 1963 to attend the Vancouver Poetry Conference with Charles Olson, Robert Duncan, Robert Creeley, Denise Levertov, and many other poets who felt that they formed a community of nonacademic experimental writers.

In 1968 Ginsberg received wide coverage on television during the Democratic National Convention when he and the members of the National Mobilization Committee who were against U.S. participation in the war in Vietnam confronted the police in Chicago’s Grant Park. The poet stayed on an impromptu stage and chanted “Om” in an attempt to calm the crowds being brutally attacked by tear gas and billy clubs. Ginsberg’s courage, his humanitarian political views and support of homosexuality, his engagement in Eastern meditation practices, and his charismatic personality made him one of the favorite spokesmen chosen by a younger generation of radicalized Americans known as “hippies” during the end of this turbulent decade.

In the early 1970s Ginsberg’s serious, bearded image with black-rimmed glasses, a tweed jacket, and an “Uncle Sam” paper top hat became a ubiquitous poster protesting the Vietnam War. In 1971 Ginsberg met Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche, who became his meditation teacher at the Naropa Institute, a Buddhist college in Boulder, Colorado. Three years later, Ginsberg, assisted by the young poet Anne Waldman, founded a creative writing program called the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics at Naropa. Ginsberg taught summer poetry workshops there and lectured during the academic year at Brooklyn College as a tenured distinguished professor until the end of his life.

In his remaining years, publishing steadily and traveling tirelessly despite increasing health problems with diabetes and the aftereffects of a stroke, Ginsberg gave readings in Russia, China, Europe, and the South Pacific. In the bardic tradition of William Blake, who played a pump organ when he read his poetry, Ginsberg often accompanied himself on a portable harmonium bought in Benares for fifty dollars. He was the archetypal Beat Generation writer to countless poetry audiences and to the general public. Unlike Kerouac, who died in 1969, Ginsberg remained a radical poet, the embodiment of the ideals of personal freedom, nonconformity, and the search for enlightenment. As a member of the American Academy and Institute of Arts and Letters, he unabashedly used his prestige to champion the work of his friends. Two months short of his seventy-first birthday, he died of liver cancer at his home in the East Village, New York City.

Bibliography

Along with Ginsberg’s many awards and honors, his list of publications encompasses hundreds of items. Most notably, in addition to those mentioned above, they include the collections Reality Sandwiches, 1953-1960 (1963); Planet News, 1961-1967 (1968); Indian Journals: March 1962-May 1963 (1970); The Fall of America: Poems of These States, 1965-1971 (1972), which won the National Book Award; Gordon Ball, ed., Allen Verbatim: Lectures on Poetry, Politics, Consciousness (1974); Mind Breaths: Poems, 1972-1977 (1978); Plutonium Ode: Poems, 1977-1980 (1982); Collected Poems: 1947-1980 (1985); Barry Miles, ed., Howl: Original Draft Facsimile, Transcript & Variant Versions, Fully Annotated by Author, with Contemporaneous Correspondence, Account of First Public Reading, Legal Skirmishes, Precursor Texts & Bibliography (1986); White Shroud: Poems, 1980-85 (1986); Cosmopolitan Greetings: Poems, 1986-1992 (1994); Selected Poems, 1947-1995 (1996), and Death and Fame: Last Poems, 1993-1997 (1999). The front dust wrapper of this last book is a color photograph of the poet standing in his apartment next to a portrait of Walt Whitman, both white-bearded. The list of the forty most important Ginsberg titles in his posthumously published Death and Fame was gathered by his editors Bob Rosenthal, Peter Hale, and Bill Morgan into the categories of Poetry, Prose, Photography, and Vocal Words and Music. Bill Morgan compiled the 456-page descriptive Ginsberg bibliography, The Works of Allen Ginsberg, 1941-1994 (1995). J. W. Ehrlich edited Howl of the Censor (1961), an account of the 1957 San Francisco trial investigating obcenity in Ginsberg’s poem. Jane Kramer, Allen Ginsberg in America, was an early biography, followed by two full-length biographies: Barry Miles, Ginsberg (1989), and Michael Schumacher, Dharma Lion: A Critical Biography of Allen Ginsberg (1992). Bill Morgan, archivist for the estate of Allen Ginsberg, prepared the biographical text in Allen Ginsberg and Friends (New York:  Sotheby’s Catalog for Sale 7351, Oct. 7, 1999).

An obituary is in the New York Times, 7 Apr. 1997.

Biography from: http://www.anb.org/articles/16/16-03394.html

Allen Ginsberg, as found on http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/allen_ginsberg

His Poetry:
A Supermarket In California by Allen Ginsberg
What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whit-
man, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees
with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon.
In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images,
I went into the neon fruit supermarket, dreaming of
your enumerations!
What peaches and what penumbras! Whole fam-
ilies shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives
in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes!–and you,
Garcнa Lorca, what were you doing down by the
watermelons?

I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old
grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator
and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed
the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my
Angel?
I wandered in and out of the brilliant stacks of
cans following you, and followed in my imagination
by the store detective.
We strode down the open corridors together in
our solitary fancy tasting artichokes, possessing every
frozen delicacy, and never passing the cashier.
Where are we going, Walt Whitman? The doors
close in an hour. Which way does your beard point
tonight?
(I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the
supermarket and feel absurd.)
Will we walk all night through solitary streets?
The trees add shade to shade, lights out in the houses,
we’ll both be lonely.
Will we stroll dreaming ofthe lost America of love
past blue automobiles in driveways, home to our silent
cottage?
Ah, dear father, graybeard, lonely old courage-
teacher, what America did you have when Charon quit
poling his ferry and you got out on a smoking bank
and stood watching the boat disappear on the black
waters of Lethe?

Berkeley 1955
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April 13th, 2009

Intimate Evolution’s Artist of the Week is the poet Shel Silverstein.

Artist A. A. Deineka

Information copied from http://www.deineka.info/

RunnersAlexander Aleksandrovich Deineka was born in Kursk on May, 8th (20), 1899 , in railroader family. He educated the prime art formation in Kharkov Art College (1915-1917). His youth as youth his many contemporaries, was devoted to revolution events. In 1918 it worked as the photographer in Criminal Investigation Department, managed section of the Art of Regional Educational Department, designed campaigned trains, became involved in the defense of Kursk. In 1919-1920 Deineka was in the army where he managed art studio in Kursk Political Department and ” Windows of ROSTA” in the same town.

In 1928 Deineka became the member of art association “October”, and in 1931-1932 he became the member of the Russian Association of Proletarian Artists.

The new important period his creative work had begun in 1932. The picture «Mother» had been the most considerable work that period of time. In those years the artist created: «Night landscape with horses and dry grasses» (1933), «The swimming girls» (1933), «Middday» (1932) and others. They were the works of of art as darind in their newness and poetical contents. At the same time the social and political work of art: «The unemployeds in Berlin» (1933), the figures filled by anger to the novel «Fire» of A. Barbuse (1934).

The historical theme was founded own reflection in his monumental works devoted to the pre-revolutionary history. The sketches of panels were made by the artist for exhibitions in New-York and Paris. “Left March” (1941) is concerned to the considerable works of the ending 1930s – the beginning 1940s.

In during World War II Deineka created the strained and dramatic pictures : “Surburb of Moscow. November, 1941 ” ( 1941) is the first picture in that line. The other picture “The burned village” (1942) is penetrated through the great suffering. In 1942 the artist created the big picture “Defense of Sevastopol” (1942) filled with heroic enthusiasm and it became as a hymn of courage for defenders of the town.

The pictures “Near the sea.” (1956), “Moscow. The time of War”, “In Sevastopol” (1959) and also mosaics for the foyer of the Moscow University Assembly Hall (1956), the mosaics for the foyer of the Congress Palace in the Moscow Kremlin. His mosaic works are decorated the metro stations “Mayakovakaya” (1938) and “Novokuznetskaya” (1943) in Moscow. He was rewarded with Lenin Prize for the mosaics “Fine morning” (1959-1960) and in 1964.

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Where the Sidewalk Ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends Shel Silverstein
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know the place where the sidewalk ends.

http://www.shelsilverstein.com/PDF/poetrykit2009.pdf

One of the great things about Shel Silverstein is his love for children. He has a wonderful web site that features all sorts of children activities. He even has an educational section for school teachers. It is truly a remarkable site. I highly suggest that you check it out for yourself.

Great Weblinks to Explore

Here is an excerpt from Shel Silverstein’s dark humor has been highly controversial causing his books to even be banned in some libraries.

Silverstein’s writings are what set him apart from the normal author, his books generate lots of discussion.

Many are familiar with books like, Where the Sidewalk Ends, A Light in the Attic, The Giving Tree these are just a few favorites written by the versatile author Shel Silverstein.


Where the Sidewalk Ends

I’ll sing you a poem of a silly young king

Who played with the world at the end of a string,
But he only loved one single thing—
And that was just a peanut-butter sandwich.

His scepter and his royal gowns,
His regal throne and golden crowns
Were brown and sticky from the mounds
And drippings from each peanut-butter sandwich.

His subjects all were silly fools
For he had passed a royal rule
That all that they could learn in school
Was how to make a peanut-butter sandwich.

He would not eat his sovereign steak,
He scorned his soup and kingly cake,
And told his courtly cook to bake
An extra-sticky peanut-butter sandwich.

And then one day he took a bit
And started chewing with delight,
But found his mouth was stuck quite tight
From that last bite of peanut-butter sandwich.

His brother pulled, his sister pried,
The wizard pushed, his mother cried,
“My boy’s committed suicide
From eating his last peanut-butter sandwich!”

The dentist came, and the royal doc.
The royal plumber banged and knocked,
But still those jaws stayed tightly locked.
Oh darn that sticky peanut-butter sandwich!

The carpenter, he tried with pliers,
The telephone man tried with wires,
The firemen, they tried with fire,
But couldn’t melt that peanut-butter sandwich.

With ropes and pulleys, drills and coil,
With steam and lubricating oil—
For twenty years of tears and toil—
They fought that awful peanut-butter sandwich.

Then all his royal subjects came.
They hooked his jaws with grapplin’ chains
And pulled both ways with might and main
Against that stubborn peanut-butter sandwich.

Each man and woman, girl and boy
Put down their ploughs and pots and toys
And pulled until kerack! Oh, joy—
They broke right through that peanut-butter sandwich

A puff of dust, a screech, a squeak—
The king’s jaw opened with a creak.
And then in voice so faint and weak—
The first words that they heard him speak
Were, “How about a peanut-butter sandwich?”

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Marie Bashkirtseff an Artist in Review

Marie wanted nothing more than to be considered an equal among her peers.  She was known for her free spirit and delightful charm.  When Marie Bashkirtseff died at the young age of twenty-four, she never dreamed that her paintings would be view as threat to civil obedience in Western European societies. How could anyone living in Europe, have imagined what was in store for them during 1930s and 40s. It was during that time period that Adolf Hitler rose to power in Germany, his adoptive home land. And so it was that in 1942, Adolf Hitler declared war on the art community. All but a few of Marie Bashkirtseff’s art work, survived Hitler’s infernos. Marie was viewed as a reformist and feminist in Adolf Hitler’s eyes. Since that was how he and many others viewed her, she was one of the first people on his list. The list that instructed Nazi soldiers to seek out and destroy any art work, or records of hers and of her life. Without the aid of her personal diary, most of her pieces would’ve been lost in Hitler’s fires for forever. But Marie was diligent about keeping recorded updates of her life. A habit she had developed very early on in life; and thankfully was diligent in keeping until she died in 1884. It is safe to say that her personal diary, is the only way we could have gathered accurate information about her that provided teaching material to use. Without her art work as a witness, it is real clear that Marie could’ve easily slipped through the cracks and faded away. But this journal of hers was a real golden opportunity for instructors to glance back to the person she truly was. This diary provides many of her critics and fans a window into her life. It also gives us the chance to feel the raw emotions, spent on some of her remaining masterpieces. In essence her personal journal is priceless to patrons and students, admirers and scholars the world over. It even appears to of had a life of it’s own too. Unlike so many distraught artist, during that time period who saw fit to take their own lives out of frustration. Marie’s diary chose to live on. It is a miracle it somehow survived.

A little tidbit on Marie Bashkirtseff;

  • Marie Bashkirtseff was born in 1858, even though her mother claimed she was born in 1859. She died at the age of 24. The cause or illness was listed as consumption. It wasn’t until the discovery of her diary/journal that the truth of her life was discovered.

At that time the Russian calendar was delayed by twelve days. In Russia, she was born on November 12, 1858.

—”I Am the Most Interesting Book of All: The Diary of Marie Bashkirtseff” , Author’s preface with comment of translator, p. 1 “It’s horrifying just to write it, but I console myself by thinking that I certainly will not have any age when you read me.”

“I was born the 11th [elsewhere given as the 12th of November, 1859. Actually born November 12, 1858, by the Russian calendar; November 24, 1858, by the Gregorian calendar, which is twelve days ahead of the Russian. The family celebrated her birthday each year on the day they claimed she would have been born if she had been a full-term baby— January 12 by the Russian calendar, January 24 by the western calendar. She learns later—in Book 83, December 29, 1878—from her father (but does not apparently accept his statement, as she ignores it here in her preface) that she was a full-term baby, suggesting that she was conceived before her parents had married and that all the mystification about her date of birth was intended to cover up that embarrassment." —Marie Bashkirtseff

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LeparapluieThe MeetingIn the StudioSelf PortraitLady with LilacsParisienneΜαρία ΜπασκίρτσεβαArmandine L'orientaleDouleur de Nausicaa Sculpture by Marie Bashkirtseff Bronze
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The Women of Edvard Munch's Collection

By RKHenry

Women, His Life Works 1863-1944

Madonna

Madonna
The Three Stages of Woman
The Three Stages of Woman
Jealousy,
Jealousy
Puberty,
Puberty
Ashes
Ashes
Paris Nude
Paris Nude
Vampire
Vampire
Lady from the Sea
Lady from the Sea
The Weeping Nude
The Weeping Nude
The Day After
The Day After

Great Blog's on Edvard Munch

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    Blog By Carter B. Horsley. Was Munch a great painter? The fairly large show suggests that his early work gave great promise of an artist absorbed with loneliness and focused on themes of alienation and loss, but it also includes many works....
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    Edvard Munch (1863-1944) is considered to be Norways greatest painter and was an enormously influential artist, both for his paintings and prints. Norway was remote from the mainstream of European art, but Munch responded early to Impressionism.....
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    Born on December 12, 1863, in the village of dalsbruk in Lten, Norway, Edvard Munch was a symbolist painter, printmaker and draughtsman...

Abstract Paintings

By RKHenry

Cae-yr-eithin-tew, by Elfyn Lewis photo courtsey of www.elfynlewis.com/imgs/gallery/75
Celf Hanging
Celf Hanging
Photo courtsey of www.elfynlewis.com/imgs/gallery/83
Photo courtsey of www.elfynlewis.com/imgs/gallery/83
A painting from his Gestiana collection.
A painting from his Gestiana collection.
A painting from his Gestiana collection.
A painting from his Gestiana collection.
Attention Deficit Attention Deficit

Price: $8.57
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A History of Wales A History of Wales

Price: $7.74
List Price: $20.00

Elfyn Lewis

Abstract master painter, Elfyn Lewis was born in North Wales, 1969. He started paving his way to greatness in 1996. When he redeveloped his unique talent, by turning away from his previous expressionist style to abstract. This change in styles, has gained him much praise. He is now positioned in the art community as a world-renown, highly sought after painter, in an already overcrowded industry. Elfyn's piquant and distinctive style; is why his pieces are so figuratively conversed about, between art lovers like myself. His work has become a welcoming highlight, to the world abstract paintings. He is often featured as the crowd favorite in artistic expeditions, such as the one held from February to March 27, 2010. His collection Bylchau was by far the most critically praised, while on exhibit at the St David’s Hall, located in Cardiff, Wales.

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Elena Lee's Landscapes

By RKHenry

House With Mezonine
House With Mezonine

I often find myself often enticed by Lee's stark, contrasting intensity. In many of her paintings, this intense mecca of color is fused together by her simplistic style. In 2000, Elena Lee painted a perfect example of this contrasting technique, in her titled piece known as"Irises." (Featured below.)

With an admirable use of crimson-red for the background, an on-looker can genuinely see the delicacy of the Irises petals. Lee's technical skills, allow her to narrate the soft alluring luster, of the King White Iris. In 2004, our world was graced with her painting called, "House With Mezonine". Here again, Lee's powerful resolution and self assurance in using color resonates through the painting. The orgy embracing the stalks of the Sunflowers, aligned with fusions of seascape sage and hearty fractions of royal purple, speaks volumes to her creative nature. Lee enhances divergences in the landscape, by accentuating the characteristics of each piece. Take the cottage, in the horizon for example. There it is, amongst exchanges of cocoa brown and charcoal black. The cottage is easily exaggerated, against the daring, brightly, lit, blue sky. Each sunflower is intimately structured, so their faces lean forward in the image. Which helps to bring out, the grain-yellow fields, were they are grow. I admire painters, who art remains memorable at the end of the day.

Her piece known as, "Irises."
Her piece known as, "Irises."

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Artist Andy Short

By RKHenry

I love this one called "Eye Candy"
I love this one called "Eye Candy"
Portrait of a Model, 2008, Oil on Canvas
Portrait of a Model, 2008, Oil on Canvas
[Title piece] This Way, by Andy Short
This Way by Andy Short
Photographs By Tim Dickeson
(Photograph of Andy Short By Tim Dickeson)

“I always felt there was something more,” said Andy. “Some friends suggested I should do an art course after they saw me doing some doodles, so I signed up for an art foundation course - I had never picked up a brush before, but I bought some oil paints and have never looked back."—Andy Short, 2007

Andy Short

Relative unknown, contemporary artist in the United States, Andy Short of Penarth, Wales; loves to visit art galleries, gaining much of his inspiration from his cohorts . He loves to listen to the Black-Eye Peas on his IPod, but, prefers to listen to classical music when he is painting. He credits traveling and observing cultural differences, as an aid in developing new ideas for a painting.

Andy specializes in figurative, oil paintings, completed in strong dynamic colors and shadows. Bringing out a deeper depth perception, that most other artists are unable to accomplish. Some of his masterpieces display bold colors, and stark lines. While other paintings can still be easily identified as his, but may feature a more free-for-all style of painting. Whatever the case may be, an Andy Short art show, is a must see.

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