A fine dose of vitamin D for the soul...

I grew up looking at Henry Moore sculptures at the Columbus Museum of Art. To me, this sculpture is very comfortable in a familial way. I can feel the warm arms of the mother almost swallowing the child in her embrace and even though stone can be hard and cold, the lines of the embrace add a warmth that overshadows the natural coldness of the medium.
I Have always been drawn to both urban expression and expression that has social implications. I like the dual message of birth and death of this piece, creating art out of the decrepit city-scape and the death of the "sheepish" herds, their briefcases filled with important works, marching as a flock to their demise.
Again, the dual message of birth and death are found in this work as well. There is something so intrinsically attractive to me about the creation that comes from the end of something else. This is part of a series of abandoned cars from urban settings that have been transformed into stationary animal-like fixtures that not only brighten the city but also allude to their past mobility.
I like the silence that is implied in this painting. The soft brush-strokes, the color scheme, the position of the cowboys preventing conversation, the freshly fallen snow acting as an insulator, the fence stretching out as far as the eye can see all play to a sense of emptiness and silence that is silent and peaceful in a sad way.
Running the risk of redundancy, I always think of "The Thinker" when I think Rodin, but this is a nice change of pace. Instead of the seriousness of The Thinker, this sculpture is light yet passionate. The lover's embrace and the soft touch of the man on the woman's thigh convey a sense of tenderness that I find unexpected and an opposite to the dark bronze medium.
This Chagall, like most of his other works that I am familiar with reminds me of looking at the world through blue colored (because it is the predominant color of this particular painting) panty-hose and a child's kalidiscope at the same time. Everything is disjointed and floating, but in a warm, inviting and very innocent way that makes me smile. Aside from all of that, I really like to see the cow jump over the moon....
The title says it all in this piece. All of the tools of war are forgotten. The weapons, the armor, the navigation and charting tools, the surgical tools for field medicine all fall to the wayside and is forgotten for love. Even the cherubic figures who are busily taking off Mars' armor, shoes and untying his shield are unnoticed by the two lovers.
A very interesting self portrait from Monet. His mother dominates the picture with her body turned towards the boy, but her attention elsewhere. The boy seems to be sad with his hands shoved in his pockets, maybe at the straying of his mother's attention. Even though the work is light and airy in composition with elements of wind, wildflowers and sunshine, there is a hint of sadness in both of the human subjects.
I really love the "butterflies of dreams" that are just pouring out of Rembrandt's canopy bed. The stylized mantle supports are like digital copies of the idea of classic statues. What makes this really special to me is the proximity of the studio and gallery to the bedroom. It is evidenced by the open window and door that the "butterflies of dreams" are free to fly directly from the bedroom right into the studio and gallery.
This is a piece of a larger work on the side of a building and aside from the subject matter (I mean come on...who doesn't like peace and liberty...?) the eyes are hypnotizing to me. I chose this selection of the whole because of the eyes. The whole picture is very attractive, the lettering is good and the figure is striking, but the subject is distilled to its very essence with just the eyes and the message.
Sometimes it is the untold stories and innovative procedures that make the art so special. This series of photographs are the result of a bet between horseman in the late 1800s. The bet was that all four of a horses hoofs were off the ground at the same point in time during a gallop. If you look at the frames, for the first time someone can clearly see that this happens. Not only is the subject matter interesting, but the process was revolutionary as well, involving trip wires and electro-magnetic shutters.
The Louvre is such a special place in a special city. It seems to go on for ever and quite frankly, like Paris, it seems to always be busy. But not here. Even though it is missing the tourists, crowds of Parisians, Gypsies selling Eiffel tower trinkets, traffic and all of the other sights one would expect at the most famous museum in the world, it still seems to be alive.
The struggle between life and death is subject here again. The embrace is not loving, on the contrary it is one of demise. The snake appears to be pulling the Gnu down into the earth, possible down to the level of the snake. To me, the detail of the snake scales and the hair and ears of the Gnu are incredibly interesting. I purposely left this enlarged so you can enjoy the detail. Just double click the image to re-size and view the piece as a whole.
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