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April 30, 2013

  • indefenseofart:

    Art History remixed— Cuban-American artist Cesar Santos’s painting series, “syncretism” mixes iconic work by masters from Renaissance to Modernism: including works in the style of De Kooning, van Gogh, Goya, Michelangelo, Rothko and more.

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  • booksnbuildings:

Competition entry for a church (1892), by Wilhelm Cornelis Bauer (Dutch, 1862–1904).
Read about this “architectural fantasist” and see more pictures of his proposed church here.

    booksnbuildings:

    Competition entry for a church (1892), by Wilhelm Cornelis Bauer (Dutch, 1862–1904).

    Read about this “architectural fantasist” and see more pictures of his proposed church here.

    (via caravaggista)

April 23, 2013

  • Paul Cadmus, Bar Italia, 1953-55
From the Smithsonian American Art Museum:
“Bar Italia was a sort of synthesis of all I knew about Italy … I assembled a rather large cast of characters, exposing the worst of everything I could think of.” The artist, quoted in Kirstein, Paul Cadmus, 1992

Paul Cadmus lived and worked in Italy in the early 1950s. Bar Italia satirizes the crowds of tourists in Europe during the postwar years, when Americans alone had the money to visit a continent devastated by the Second World War. A crowd of people fills an imaginary square cobbled together from different Italian cities. The sidewalk café offers a full range of characters, including argumentative Italians, pudgy clerics, hustlers, old widowed crones, and a group of what the artist called “rather outrageous” gay men. Cadmus also painted himself into the image, quietly taking in the boisterous scene from just beyond a young Italian perched on the wall. (Kirstein, Paul Cadmus, 1992) In the background a large marble monument parodies Italy’s decrepit architectural treasures, currently under repair at the hands of a stonemason at the top right. Cadmus’s moony, prying tourists, who scan the sky for masterpieces and search phrase books for “Where is the restroom,” say it all. But he included a final indignity: Just to the right of the painting’s center, graffiti on the wall spell out “Go Away Americans.”

    Paul Cadmus, Bar Italia, 1953-55

    From the Smithsonian American Art Museum:

    “Bar Italia was a sort of synthesis of all I knew about Italy … I assembled a rather large cast of characters, exposing the worst of everything I could think of.” The artist, quoted in Kirstein, Paul Cadmus, 1992

    Paul Cadmus lived and worked in Italy in the early 1950s. Bar Italia satirizes the crowds of tourists in Europe during the postwar years, when Americans alone had the money to visit a continent devastated by the Second World War. A crowd of people fills an imaginary square cobbled together from different Italian cities. The sidewalk café offers a full range of characters, including argumentative Italians, pudgy clerics, hustlers, old widowed crones, and a group of what the artist called “rather outrageous” gay men. Cadmus also painted himself into the image, quietly taking in the boisterous scene from just beyond a young Italian perched on the wall. (Kirstein, Paul Cadmus, 1992) In the background a large marble monument parodies Italy’s decrepit architectural treasures, currently under repair at the hands of a stonemason at the top right. Cadmus’s moony, prying tourists, who scan the sky for masterpieces and search phrase books for “Where is the restroom,” say it all. But he included a final indignity: Just to the right of the painting’s center, graffiti on the wall spell out “Go Away Americans.”

    (Source: cavetocanvas)

  • Paul Cadmus, Night in Bologna, 1958
From the Smithsonian American Art Museum:
Night in Bologna is a dark comedy of sexual tensions played out on a stage of shadowy arcades. In the foreground, a soldier on leave throws off a visible heat that suffuses the air around him with a red glow. He casts an appraising look at a worldly woman nearby, who gauges the interest of a man seated at a café table. The gawky tourist is unaware of her attentions, and looks longingly at the man in uniform. Cadmus left the outcome unclear because he was more interested in the tangle of human instincts than in tidy resolutions. He once said that he would always rather paint “a novel” than “a short story.”

    Paul Cadmus, Night in Bologna, 1958

    From the Smithsonian American Art Museum:

    Night in Bologna is a dark comedy of sexual tensions played out on a stage of shadowy arcades. In the foreground, a soldier on leave throws off a visible heat that suffuses the air around him with a red glow. He casts an appraising look at a worldly woman nearby, who gauges the interest of a man seated at a café table. The gawky tourist is unaware of her attentions, and looks longingly at the man in uniform. Cadmus left the outcome unclear because he was more interested in the tangle of human instincts than in tidy resolutions. He once said that he would always rather paint “a novel” than “a short story.”

    (Source: cavetocanvas)

April 17, 2013

  • Lost Places Sven Fennema

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  • Tell me a story.

    In this century, and moment, of mania,
    Tell me a story.

    Make it a story of great distances, and starlight.

    The name of the story will be Time,
    But you must not pronounce its name.

    Tell me a story of deep delight.

    —Robert Penn Warren, part [B] of section VII. “Tell Me a Story” from Audubon: A Vision (Random House, 1969)

    (Source: apoetreflects)

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  • Alfred Stieglitz - Georgia O’Keeffe’s Hands (1919)

    (Source: likeafieldmouse, via cavetocanvas)

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  • “Heirloom” Pop-Up Art Book by Alison Ann Woodward unfolds piece by piece to reveal the anatomy of a white horned creature.

    (Source: helenofdestroy, via fuckyeahbookarts)

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  • from the Survival series, Jenny Holzer

    from the Survival series, Jenny Holzer

    (Source: zaria-marie, via kathleenjoy)

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