<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878</id><updated>2012-01-12T09:52:23.259-08:00</updated><category term='The Last Judgement'/><category term='Paris Street Rainy Day'/><category term='Crack is Wack'/><category term='Saying Grace'/><category term='Hokusai'/><category term='Rest in Peace'/><category term='Frederick Law Olmsted'/><category term='Caravaggio'/><category term='Calvert Vaux'/><category term='Death of the Virgin'/><category term='Transit'/><category term='American Gothic'/><category term='House'/><category term='Annie Leibovitz'/><category term='Environment'/><category term='Guernica'/><category term='Mexican Muralist'/><category term='Vogue'/><category term='Impressionism'/><category term='Expressionism'/><category term='Presidential Portrait'/><category term='The Garden of Earthly Delights'/><category term='Faith Ringgold'/><category term='Japanese Art'/><category term='Potrero Hill'/><category term='Hyper-Realistic'/><category term='Regionalism'/><category term='Mierle Laderman Ukeles'/><category term='Pop Art'/><category term='Keith Haring'/><category term='Triple Self-Portrait'/><category term='Dove of Peace'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Jackson Pollock'/><category term='L&apos;Homme ui marche I'/><category term='Political'/><category term='Wrapped Reichstag'/><category term='Donatello'/><category term='The Scream'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Pope Benedict'/><category term='The Social Mirror'/><category term='Renaissance'/><category term='The Great Wave of Kanagawa'/><category term='Winslow Homer'/><category term='Blue Monochrome'/><category term='Chiaroscuro'/><category term='Jeanne-Claude'/><category term='Central Park'/><category term='Drip Painting'/><category term='Marilyn (Vanitas)'/><category term='John F. 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Turner'/><category term='Landscape Architecture'/><category term='Relativity'/><category term='No.5 1948'/><category term='Alexa Meade'/><category term='Cafe Terrace at Night'/><category term='Post-Impressionism'/><category term='Audrey Flack'/><category term='Yves Klein'/><category term='Dancing at the Louvre'/><category term='Marilyn Monroe'/><category term='Andrew Wyeth'/><category term='Shoes'/><category term='David'/><category term='Jordan'/><category term='Michelle Obama'/><category term='New York City'/><category term='Rachel Whiteread'/><category term='Christina&apos;s World'/><category term='Abstract Expressionism'/><category term='Andy Warhol'/><category term='Alberto Giacometti'/><category term='Fantasy'/><category term='Pablo Picasso'/><category term='M.C. Escher'/><category term='Pierre-Auguste Renior'/><category term='Hieronymus Bosch'/><category term='Lascaux'/><category term='A Sunday on La Grande Jatte'/><category term='The Echo of a Scream'/><category term='Trompe-L&apos;Oeil'/><category term='Andy Mouse'/><category term='Ain Ghazal'/><category term='Neolithic Art'/><category term='Sculpture'/><category term='Norman Rockwell'/><title type='text'>Inadvertently Art</title><subtitle type='html'>"All painting is an accident. But it's also not an accident, because one must select what part of the accident one chooses to preserve." -Francis Bacon</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-4153859586499907468</id><published>2012-01-11T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:39:17.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yves Klein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monochrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Realism'/><title type='text'>It's the little things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cfkljq7Ye1I/Ts2N5tFwp-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/b8hrgaZtbX4/s1600/CRI_8729.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cfkljq7Ye1I/Ts2N5tFwp-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/b8hrgaZtbX4/s400/CRI_8729.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blue Monochrome&lt;/i&gt; by Yves Klein&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1961, 195.1 x 140 cm., &lt;a href="http://www.moma.org/collection/object.php?object_id=80103"&gt;MOMA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dry pigment in synthetic polymer medium on cotton over plywood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Let's address the obvious frustration up front. You may be thinking something like "Huh?"&amp;nbsp;which is what I thought when I first saw these works. The greatness lies in the weirdo that is Yves Klein. I've said it before and I'll say it again, most great artists are a bit weird but, Klein kicks it up a&amp;nbsp;notch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't always been a fan of Yves Klein until I recently started studying him a bit more and realized what a quack he was. I loves quacks, especially in art. Double especially when people get annoyed by them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Klein was completely obsessed with the color ultramarine blue and actually patented a shade calling it I.K.B. (International Klein Blue). Now, it's hard to hear the name Yves Klein and not immediately think blue. Many artists have created strong artworks that stick in your brain, but never has a single artist had such a foothold on a single color. I love him for that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In 1957 he organized an&amp;nbsp;exhibition&amp;nbsp;displaying 11 paintings exactly like &lt;i&gt;Blue Monochrome&lt;/i&gt;. They were all identical- all the same size, all the same material, and all unframed.&amp;nbsp;The only difference was the price tag. This probably annoyed a lot of people (and still does) because it seems like he is mocking artistic tradition. I, on the other hand, think this is one of the main reasons Klein is such a lovable quack. In that single&amp;nbsp;exhibition&amp;nbsp;he basically declared that he thought the importance people placed on status and having a lot of stuff, was just plain silly. &amp;nbsp;He priced identical works different to prove it doesn't matter the price of things, it's all the same.... pointless and&amp;nbsp;unnecessary.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, instead of getting annoyed with Klein, I actually have come to appreciate his absurdity. When I see a &lt;i&gt;Blue Monochrome&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I am reminded that life isn't about who has what.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's the little things, like the color blue, that show the most truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-4153859586499907468?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/4153859586499907468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-little-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4153859586499907468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4153859586499907468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-little-things.html' title='It&apos;s the little things.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cfkljq7Ye1I/Ts2N5tFwp-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/b8hrgaZtbX4/s72-c/CRI_8729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-4902206512734378972</id><published>2011-04-12T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T22:07:56.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile.</title><content type='html'>I still love and think about this blog all the time, but with my current school schedule I am not able to dedicate the time as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do, however, have plans to continue in a few months (who knows maybe sooner) and urge anyone who has stumbled upon this blog and likes it to drop me a line at &lt;b&gt;inadvertentlyart@gmail.com&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be great to have some requests on what to write about or just some feedback for some added motivation.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a good idea to post this little message so people know I am still here and plan on returning just as soon as I have the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-4902206512734378972?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/4902206512734378972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4902206512734378972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4902206512734378972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-7753090989229636885</id><published>2010-11-23T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T10:21:09.511-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexa Meade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper-Realistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trompe-L&apos;Oeil'/><title type='text'>Alexa's art requires imagination.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TOv6cFGfBBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/q1A7_VeOf0s/s1600/AlexaMeade1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TOv6cFGfBBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/q1A7_VeOf0s/s400/AlexaMeade1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Transit by Alexa Meade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009, C-Print, 18 x 24 in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alexameade.com/index.html"&gt;Alexa Meade Official Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I first saw the picture above I was REALLY confused, I literally said "WHAT?!" out loud. Basically, instead of putting paint on a canvas and creating a portrait Alexa Meade puts paint directly onto a person and makes them seem as if they are a two dimensional painting rather than a three dimensional person! It's quite bizarre if you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I love most about Alexa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, she has created another form of art that not only is something no one has ever done, but an art that combines painting, photography, installation, and performance. I always wonder when an artist creates a new technique or does something that has never been done before do they get really excited like someone would when they invent something that works? Like when Alexa first figured out this technique and how awesome it looks, did she think "Wow, I am going to be really famous one day because of this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two, she is super young (23) and seems really for lack of a better word, normal. You can try and deny it but, most great artists are really strange or have some type of psychological disorder/problem. Van Gogh, Warhol, Pollock all had special circumstances that made them a little weird and/or mentally unstable. Alexa Meade is one of the first really amazing artists that I have watched an interview of and thought, wow she seems really normal which I think adds to her amazing art because I know it's not her insanity that is driving the piece, it's just her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three, her work is just awesome. I love looking at Trompe-L'Oeil art, or art that tricks the eye because it's art that anyone could look at and be intrigued. You don't have to look way into the meaning or be an experienced art goer to love it, you love it because it confuses the heck out of you. In an interview I watched Alexa said that usually the people who understand that her art is a trick are kids and that they usually explain it to their parents. That says a lot. One of Picasso's more famous quotes is "Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist when we grow up." Alexa's art isn't childish, it is art that children understand because they have such vivid imaginations. Her art challenges you to be creative as this is the only way you will understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexa's art requires imagination and that is a quality every work of art should require.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-7753090989229636885?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/7753090989229636885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/11/alexas-art-requires-imagination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7753090989229636885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7753090989229636885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/11/alexas-art-requires-imagination.html' title='Alexa&apos;s art requires imagination.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TOv6cFGfBBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/q1A7_VeOf0s/s72-c/AlexaMeade1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-7805992118171676589</id><published>2010-10-20T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:42:59.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.C. Escher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relativity'/><title type='text'>M.C. Escher's a good thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TL-kZ2_JJ6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/omCFecj7gak/s1600/escher.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="385" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TL-kZ2_JJ6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/omCFecj7gak/s400/escher.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Relativity&lt;/i&gt; by M.C. Escher&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1953, Lithograph, 10.9 in ×&amp;nbsp;11.5 in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcescher.com/"&gt;The Official M.C. Escher Website&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I started my obsession with art in 2nd grade when my elementary school teacher held up a Picasso and I was sold. Well shortly after I went to some museum and my Mom let me pick one postcard and I chose one with the M.C. Escher image above. Now all of this could very well be a dream as I am finding most of childhood "memories" are but, I am almost 95% sure I still have this postcard somewhere. The point is M.C. Escher captivated a 7 years old, so he must be good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next to Salvador Dali, M.C. Escher seems to be an obvious favorite among marijuana users because his work is quite "trippy" but I am here to tell you that you don't have to smoke pot to love Escher, you can love him any old day! Escher has this ability to create these really insane images that you have to stare at for a minimum of ten minutes just to start and understand what the heck is going on. In my book, that's a pretty awesome artist because he doesn't make it hard to love art in fact, he makes it quite easy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A fun fact about Escher is that he was left-handed. I have always been extremely obsessed with left-handed people (and identical twins, but that's another story) so the fact that Escher was left-handed might not mean much to you, but to me it's fascinating. Left-handed artists are always awesome. Proof? Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and Durer.... yep, all left-handed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like this post has no point so let me sum it up. M.C. Escher was brilliant because you don't have to love art to love &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; art. Google him when you are bored and I guarantee you will have to spend at least fifteen minutes looking at all his images because you won't be able to stop. His work makes you think, "Oh what the?!" and I think that's a good thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;M.C. Escher's a good thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-7805992118171676589?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/7805992118171676589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/10/mc-eschers-good-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7805992118171676589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7805992118171676589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/10/mc-eschers-good-thing.html' title='M.C. Escher&apos;s a good thing.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TL-kZ2_JJ6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/omCFecj7gak/s72-c/escher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-9065471875724098095</id><published>2010-10-19T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T23:53:12.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mierle Laderman Ukeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Social Mirror'/><title type='text'>The Social Mirror is a reminder to be passionate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S3bWzcM6MKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FGWWWUDxPwU/s1600-h/social-mirror-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S3bWzcM6MKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FGWWWUDxPwU/s400/social-mirror-01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Social Mirror&lt;/i&gt; by Mierle Laderman Ukeles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New York City garbage truck with hand-tempered glass mirror and strips of mirrored acrylic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New York, USA, 1983, &lt;a href="http://www.feldmangallery.com/pages/artistsrffa/artuke01.html"&gt;Ronald Feldman Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay so I noticed on my posts that I have had &lt;i&gt;The Social Mirror&lt;/i&gt; post as a draft for months. Why? I have no clue, but I definitely have previously started this post a ton of times and just never thought it was good enough to publish. Another reason could be because Mierle Laderman Ukeles is really freaking hard to find any information on and I usually research any artist I am going to feature beforehand. All I can tell you is that she is an artist that often deals with feminist topics and anything that has to do with maintenance but, what the heck does that even mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do I love &lt;i&gt;The Social Mirror&lt;/i&gt; if I don't know crap about the artist? Well, for starters the way she created the message of the piece is pretty darn brilliant. To state the obvious, the picture above shows a regular garbage truck however on one side of the truck there is a mirror and the mirror is reflecting dozens of people. Okay, so what? WELL the brilliant factor here is in the title &lt;i&gt;The Social Mirror&lt;/i&gt;. Ukeles is simply showing how we the people of the world are creating a ton of crap and garbage and we should be blamed for the effects of this crap and garbage. You could even go as far as saying that she believes we are a wasteful, un-resourceful, and lazy people for not taking some responsibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;i&gt;The Social Mirror&lt;/i&gt; for other reasons too. I suppose the main reason isn't because it speaks to my inner love for our environment (which to be honest I could be greener) but, it speaks to my need for passion in my life. Mierle Laderman Ukeles is extremely passionate about sanitation, so much so that she created &lt;i&gt;The Social Mirror&lt;/i&gt; and bases most of her artwork on the topic. She has found something in life that sparks her and ignites her to do something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always desperate to find this in my life. Besides art, I can't think of one hobby or one cause that I have been obsessed with for over a year. &lt;i&gt;The Social Mirror &lt;/i&gt;encourages me to find something that consistently excites me and motivates me to do something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, &lt;i&gt;The Social Mirror&lt;/i&gt; is a reminder to be passionate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-9065471875724098095?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/9065471875724098095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/10/social-mirror-is-reminder-to-be.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/9065471875724098095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/9065471875724098095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/10/social-mirror-is-reminder-to-be.html' title='The Social Mirror is a reminder to be passionate.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S3bWzcM6MKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FGWWWUDxPwU/s72-c/social-mirror-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-2852524969613385190</id><published>2010-10-18T12:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T12:02:28.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saying Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norman Rockwell'/><title type='text'>Norman Rockwell cherishes the simple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TKYn34-iGpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nU1T_4IVPzM/s1600/1951-11-24LG+Saying+Grace+-+Norman+Rockwell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TKYn34-iGpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nU1T_4IVPzM/s400/1951-11-24LG+Saying+Grace+-+Norman+Rockwell.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saying Grace&lt;/i&gt; by Norman Rockwell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1951, oil on canvas&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;Featured on &lt;a href="http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/"&gt;The Saturday Evening Post&lt;/a&gt; Cover  November 24, 1951&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;It takes me way too much time to decide what Norman Rockwell to put on my blog, there is just so many that all deserve to be talked about. After about an hour of looking I chose &lt;i&gt;Saying Grace&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;I often daydream about how Norman Rockwell chose the small details for his artwork. For example, the guy in the bottom left hand corner of &lt;i&gt;Saying Grace&lt;/i&gt; is my favorite. You can't really see his expression, but you know he is staring at those praying. He was reading the paper, or pretending to, while drinking coffee and he just finished eating something... I like to think it was chocolate cake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;I suppose the real reason why I love &lt;i&gt;Saying Grace&lt;/i&gt; so much is it's ability to evoke this feeling of a calm simple America. I always get wrapped up in the go go go attitude and will be the first to admit that too much technology surrounds my day to day life. I long for a simple life where my family and I would go a diner, grab a slice of pie, and bow our heads to say grace. The best we do now is speed to the nearest coffee shop, go through the drive thru, and ask for a Venti Latte.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;I probably sound like I am 90 years old, but really I am just a girl who desperately tries to make my life simple and forget all the useless things I can get preoccupied with. So that's why I love Norman Rockwell because he knows just what I am after.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;Norman Rockwell cherishes the simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-2852524969613385190?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/2852524969613385190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/10/norman-rockwell-cherishes-simple.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/2852524969613385190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/2852524969613385190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/10/norman-rockwell-cherishes-simple.html' title='Norman Rockwell cherishes the simple.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TKYn34-iGpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nU1T_4IVPzM/s72-c/1951-11-24LG+Saying+Grace+-+Norman+Rockwell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-5082093302127854444</id><published>2010-09-23T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:21:35.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressionism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wayne Thiebaud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potrero Hill'/><title type='text'>Wayne Thiebaud exaggerates his imagery in the most delicious way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TJuVB4bdFkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/91f10stTH3g/s1600/110860476_90ef609045_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="335" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TJuVB4bdFkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/91f10stTH3g/s400/110860476_90ef609045_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Potrero Hill&lt;/i&gt; by Wayne Thiebaud&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1976, oil on canvas, 36 x 44 in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samuseum.org/main/"&gt;San Antonio Art Musuem&lt;/a&gt;, Texas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While the above picture isn't one of Thiebaud's more popular images, it's just as electric as the others. Well-known for his paintings of delicious food and sweets, I would argue that he is much more well-known for his unique style of art, which is most obvious in &lt;i&gt;Potrero Hill&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever an artist chooses to not only paint a specific place, but also label the painting with the specific place, they are inviting others to critique their art. No one looks at &lt;i&gt;Potrero Hill&lt;/i&gt; and thinks "What a cool imaginary place!" instead they may think things such as "That is NOT what &lt;i&gt;Potrero Hill &lt;/i&gt;looks like" or "I remember when I visited there in the 80's." Either way, people are going to talk because the subject of the piece is shoved into their face... and to me, that's brilliant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I once read that Thiebaud is not so much labeled as an expressionist but rather likes to emphasis the expression of realism. Yeah, I know if you aren't an art junkie that could sound like blah blah blah. Basically, Thiebaud focuses on portraying real things in a way that is filled with emotion and livelihood. I mean look at &lt;i&gt;Potrero Hill&lt;/i&gt; and tell me you don't want to live atop that beautiful hill in the yellow or lime green house!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To create such a image that jumps out to your eyes Thiebaud had a pretty awesome method. He would go outdoors and directly observe what he wanted to paint that he would go into his studio and paint from memory to give the image room to be playful. I had the pleasure of seeing this image in person and I can tell you that the one thing that you can't tell from a mere picture is the brushstroke of the &lt;i&gt;Potrero Hill&lt;/i&gt;. The most beautiful thing about this piece was that the paint looked like icing on a cake, actually that IS typical Thiebaud, he has that weird ability to make his images cause the viewer to salivate... go ahead, go google him and see for yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So how can I sum up Thiebaud? Well he is actually kind of easy because if I had to chose one word to describe him it would be EXAGGERATION.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wayne Thiebaud exaggerates his imagery in the most delicious way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-5082093302127854444?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/5082093302127854444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/09/wayne-thiebaud-exaggerates-his-imagery.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/5082093302127854444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/5082093302127854444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/09/wayne-thiebaud-exaggerates-his-imagery.html' title='Wayne Thiebaud exaggerates his imagery in the most delicious way.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TJuVB4bdFkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/91f10stTH3g/s72-c/110860476_90ef609045_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-122107451558435744</id><published>2010-09-20T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T11:52:36.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressionism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Scream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edvard Munch'/><title type='text'>The Scream brings one comfort.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TJelLMmqrLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/skG39gGGlqA/s1600/munch.scream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TJelLMmqrLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/skG39gGGlqA/s400/munch.scream.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Scream&lt;/i&gt; by Edvard Munch&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1893,&amp;nbsp; Oil, tempera, &amp;amp; pastel on cardboard, 91 x 73.5 cm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nasjonalmuseet.no/"&gt;National Gallery&lt;/a&gt; : Oslo, Norway &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This painting has been haunting me for the last few months and was surprised to find that I have never featured it in my blog, as it is such a timeless image. I have often heard&lt;i&gt; The Scream&lt;/i&gt; being compared to other timeless images such as the &lt;i&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/i&gt; or a popular Picasso in reference to the image being a staple of art culture, but in all honesty, you just can't compare Munch with any other artist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be hard to try and explain Edvard Munch within in the length constraints I would like to keep of my blog posts. He is one of those artists’ that can't be understood in a few adjectives or cleverly complied sentences; the best way to describe him would be to say well, he is Edvard Munch. But if I must, I will simply say that Munch was complex and simple, disturbed and perfectly peaceful, along with (insert appropriate oxymoron). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if Munch is so hard to explain, how on earth should I explain &lt;i&gt;The Scream&lt;/i&gt;? Well, what makes this image so popular is because it is relatable to anyone and everyone. We have all had those minutes, days, weeks, and months where we feel as if the only word to describe our life is uncertain and in modern culture uncertainty is almost always followed by anxiety. We want to know what our life holds and more importantly, we want to be in control. When our control is taken from us, for even just a second, we panic and we may even scream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scream, panic, anxiety, and uncertainty is what makes Edvard Munch's &lt;i&gt;The Scream&lt;/i&gt; so striking. Munch was able to capture a common emotion and make it visual and in doing so the rest of the world grabs hold to his image and cherishes it. Why? Because &lt;i&gt;The Scream&lt;/i&gt; helps you feel and know that you are not the only person in the world that feels what you feel and in this you receive comfort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus oddly enough, &lt;i&gt;The Scream&lt;/i&gt; brings one comfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-122107451558435744?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/122107451558435744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/09/scream-brings-one-comfort.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/122107451558435744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/122107451558435744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/09/scream-brings-one-comfort.html' title='The Scream brings one comfort.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/TJelLMmqrLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/skG39gGGlqA/s72-c/munch.scream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-8556282403929437489</id><published>2010-09-18T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:18:41.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rumors are true....</title><content type='html'>You guessed it, I am back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you have heard all the rumors and have been wondering "But WHEN will Inadvertently Art be back?!? I CAN NOT WAIT ANY LONGER!!!!" Well I am here to assure you that September 20th will quickly became a holiday in your book as that is the day I am officially re-launching Inadvertently Art! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, I know this isn't a big deal, but if I don't post this official announcement I am afraid I will a) forget and my blog with go ignored for many more months or b) make up some excuse to not write a post thus my blog will go ignored for many more months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friends this Monday I will be back and back strong because honestly, life just isn't the same without art and more importantly life isn't the same without finding way to discover inadvertent art :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-8556282403929437489?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/8556282403929437489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/09/rumors-are-true.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8556282403929437489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8556282403929437489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/09/rumors-are-true.html' title='The rumors are true....'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-273043741130972588</id><published>2010-02-10T07:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T07:59:30.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frederick Law Olmsted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calvert Vaux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Landscape Architecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Central Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><title type='text'>Central Park has a beautiful purpose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S3LQuuFuvCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MDLVgEv4CIc/s1600-h/central-park.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S3LQuuFuvCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MDLVgEv4CIc/s400/central-park.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Central Park&lt;/i&gt; by Frederick Law Olmsted &amp;amp; Calvert Vaux&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New York City, USA, 1857-1887&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Though I have never been there, Central Park has always fascinated me. It was designed by these two landscape architects and has become one of the most prized possessions of NYC. It really is pretty amazing for more than just visual appeal; Central Park has a purpose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the rise of skyscrapers and big cities came a major shift in design and concern. People finally started to think, "Hey, we should probably try and save some of our natural environment," and began to incorporate our environment into our urbanized world. Central Park was planned with the desire to keep a part of nature in big city Manhattan. Though big cities are appealing the crammed space and polluted air isn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, some people might be thinking why I am writing about a park in my art blog. Well, nature is most definitely art and landscape architects are most definitely artists. Landscape architects have to try and figure out how to keep our natural environment while making it better suited for human use. When you think about it, that's pretty dang hard. Not only do they have to figure the best way to incorporate nature, but nature affects presentation. So landscape architects not only have to think about where they will create, but what will surround their creation. That's a lot to consider!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Central Park is just a beautiful creation. It is this 2.5 miles long and about a half mile wide park filled with a ton to do. You can go to a musuem, a theater, the zoo, the lake, the pool, the rink, many monuments, or you can even walk along several trails and gardens. Each tree, each flower, and each pathway has a purpose: to keep natural beauty in our big city world and THIS is art at it's finest my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Central Park has a beautiful purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-273043741130972588?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/273043741130972588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/02/central-park-has-beautiful-purpose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/273043741130972588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/273043741130972588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/02/central-park-has-beautiful-purpose.html' title='Central Park has a beautiful purpose.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S3LQuuFuvCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MDLVgEv4CIc/s72-c/central-park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-351109648889607588</id><published>2010-02-09T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:25:30.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John F. Kennedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presidential Portrait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norman Rockwell'/><title type='text'>Norman Rockwell's work is always full of purpose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S22Vg9llrVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/g8uGTbyFeOc/s1600-h/john-f-kennedy-norman-rockwell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S22Vg9llrVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/g8uGTbyFeOc/s400/john-f-kennedy-norman-rockwell.jpg" width="376" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Portrait of John F. Kennedy&lt;/i&gt; by Norman Rockwell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the October 29th, 1960 and December 14th, 1963 issue of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Saturday Evening Post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh Norman, I just love you. Norman Rockwell is like The Beatles in a lot of ways, every time I listen to the Beatles I find another song that I have to put in my top ten favorites. Well, every time I look through Norman Rockwell's work I find yet another one of my favorites. I must have like a top twenty in Norman Rockwell's, but this portrait of John F. Kennedy definitely makes the cut.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I admit it. I am really obsessed with John F. Kennedy, actually the entire Kennedy legacy,&amp;nbsp; but I love Norman's portrait of him more than the official presidential painting of him (the one where he's looking &lt;a href="http://twentydollars.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/john_f_kennedy_official_portrait.jpg"&gt;down&lt;/a&gt;). As I have stated before, Norman Rockwell illustrated for&lt;i&gt; The Saturday Evening Post&lt;/i&gt; and this was the only image that ever graced the cover twice, once right before the election and once for the tribute issue right after Kennedy was assassinated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to adequately describe why I love this work of art so much is so explain my love for John F. Kennedy. From the moment Kennedy was elected monumental change swept through the White House. From the interior design of the White House to political policy, Kennedy was behind a great deal of change. For being the youngest president in history, his brief presidency is something that inspires me daily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, look at the portrait of him. What do you see? I see a man with confidence, determination, and hope. His expression is flawless and his poise is impossible to ignore. This is why I love it. Presidential portraits are &lt;a href="http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/search/label/Annie%20Leibovitz"&gt;difficult&lt;/a&gt;, but as always Norman was able to create a piece that was effortless and full of purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norman Rockwell's work is always full of purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-351109648889607588?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/351109648889607588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/02/norman-rockwells-work-is-always-full-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/351109648889607588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/351109648889607588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/02/norman-rockwells-work-is-always-full-of.html' title='Norman Rockwell&apos;s work is always full of purpose.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S22Vg9llrVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/g8uGTbyFeOc/s72-c/john-f-kennedy-norman-rockwell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-6687239527864008311</id><published>2010-02-04T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T07:16:43.677-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L&apos;Homme ui marche I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking Man I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sculpture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alberto Giacometti'/><title type='text'>Giacometti encourages positivty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2rV4g-LWMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1uR8ydMEfnw/s1600-h/4b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2rV4g-LWMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1uR8ydMEfnw/s400/4b.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;L'Homme qui marche I (Walking Man I) &lt;/i&gt;by Alberto Giacometti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1960, Bronze,  180.5 x 23.9 x 97 cm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;People are going Giacometti nuts today, so I thought I'd address the insanity. Basically, the sculpture above sold for $104.3 Million last night in London at Sotheby's; meaning &lt;i&gt;Walking Man I&lt;/i&gt; is now the world's most expensive piece ever sold at an auction. Honestly it doesn't surprise me much that it is was a Giacometti that broke the record because well, it's Giacometti! In the world of art (and the world in general) he is a pretty big deal. In fact, there are plenty of leather bound books written about him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So just who is this guy? Well Alberto Giacommetti was a Swiss man who created a whole lot of art, but his sculptures are what remain the most famous. As you might imagine his work is analyzed a lot and a bunch of people have different interpretations (like always). He had a strange style and through the years his figures just got longer and thinner, almost as if Giacometti was merely trying to see how much he could stretch the sculptures out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have to admit that one reason why I love Giacometti is because his name is just so dang cool to say out loud. It just rolls off the tongue beautifully. However, the main reason I love Giacometti is the message I feel his sculptures portray. These figures are shown with the idea of motion, but their feet are rooted to the ground. While one might see this as portraying stagnation or isolation, I like to view it as completely opposite. Notice how the figure is standing straight and tall, with it's head held up? Well, this is the beauty of &lt;i&gt;Walking Man&lt;/i&gt;. While the figures feet may be grounded, it's head it upright and it is confidently looking toward the future. To me &lt;i&gt;Walking Man&lt;/i&gt; says: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;No matter how hard things get and how many people try to bring you down, you must always stand up confidently and continue onward. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;It's the positive messages that I love most in art. There's just something special about &lt;i&gt;seeing&lt;/i&gt; a positive message over &lt;i&gt;hearing&lt;/i&gt; something say something like, "You can do it!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Giacometti encourages positivty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-6687239527864008311?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/6687239527864008311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/02/giacometti-encourages-positivty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/6687239527864008311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/6687239527864008311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/02/giacometti-encourages-positivty.html' title='Giacometti encourages positivty.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2rV4g-LWMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1uR8ydMEfnw/s72-c/4b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-8842772399345582303</id><published>2010-02-03T07:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T07:35:03.436-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pablo Picasso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanish Civil War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mexican Muralist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Alfaro Siqueiros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guernica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Echo of a Scream'/><title type='text'>Siqueiros creates art that can not be overlooked.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2mPkSEbZDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TNmPbTyID9I/s1600-h/echo-scream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2mPkSEbZDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TNmPbTyID9I/s400/echo-scream.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Echo of a Scream &lt;/i&gt;by David Alfaro Siqueiros&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1937, enamel on wood, 121.9 x 91.4 cm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moma.org/modernteachers/large_image.php?id=177"&gt;Musuem of Modern Art&lt;/a&gt;, New York &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I didn't do this on purpose, but both today and yesterday's image are responses to the Spanish Civil War. I am not trying to make this "Spanish Civil War week," it just happened to coincidentally happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siqueiros was as interested in creating art as he was in creating bold and moving political statements. A native of Chihuahua, Mexico, Siqueiros created numerous politically charged murals, however it is his &lt;i&gt;The Echo of a Scream&lt;/i&gt; that hits me the most. Much like Picasso was outraged with the deaths of the innocent civilians of the Spanish Civil War, Siqueiros took his anger and created a piece that was both visually moving and visually disturbing. He chose to take the most innocent of all, a baby, and amplify the pain and horror of the war through the child's innocent scream of anguish. The child sits in a pile of debris, all of what is left of his world, and is alone, helpless, and in pain. Why did Siqueiros paint the larger head? Well, it symbolizes the lost lives and pain of all the victimss we don't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn't the happiest of posts, but there really is no other way to explain &lt;i&gt;The Echo of a Sceam&lt;/i&gt;. If it wasn't the artist's main intention I would haved ignored the sad aspect, but that's the point.... I just can't. That's what Siqueiros wanted to do; he wanted to create a piece that was so visually distrubing it was impossible to ignore. Picasso chose to make a piece charged with symbolism so that the strange imagery would intice the viewers to read more into the piece, only then learning about the horror of the Spanish Civil War. Siqueiros chose to paint a piece that bluntly showed you the atrocities of the war. This is often how Siqueiros creates. His works are in your face, to the point, and in the process they are impossible to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siqueiros creates art that can not be overlooked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-8842772399345582303?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/8842772399345582303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/02/siqueiros-creates-art-that-can-not-be.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8842772399345582303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8842772399345582303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/02/siqueiros-creates-art-that-can-not-be.html' title='Siqueiros creates art that can not be overlooked.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2mPkSEbZDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TNmPbTyID9I/s72-c/echo-scream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-7167650694651042306</id><published>2010-02-02T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:34:46.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pablo Picasso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanish Civil War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guernica'/><title type='text'>Guernica is our reminder to continually strive for peace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2MGhORObeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/F537brP0sLo/s1600-h/picasso_guernica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2MGhORObeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/F537brP0sLo/s640/picasso_guernica.jpg" width="515" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guernica&lt;/i&gt; by Pablo Picasso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1937, oil on canvas, 137.4&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;× 305.5&amp;nbsp;in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.museoreinasofia.es/index.html"&gt;Museo Reina Sofia&lt;/a&gt;, Madrid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, so I am pretty sure this is one of those paintings that everyone has seen. See, I don't remember the "common" art pieces because after studying them all so much I forget which are the more common that everyone knows and which aren't. Nevertheless, &lt;i&gt;Guernica&lt;/i&gt; is something everyone should know, or at least be familiar with. To sum up the story behind the piece, it was painted after the city of Guernica was bombed by warplanes during the Spanish Civil War. Picasso was commissioned to do this mural and after much deliberation and contemplation, he created this amazing piece.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's a few things I love about this piece. One, it brought about world-recognition for the Spanish Civil War, and more importantly, for the hardships of war. Two, it's filled with symbolism, which is always interesting and three, it's visually moving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know, I have been wanting to do a post on &lt;i&gt;Guernica&lt;/i&gt; forever. It's just one of those pieces you HAVE to talk about every so often, but after starting this post I realized that the immense amount of symbolism in the piece isn't something I want to focus on (and if I did this post would be way too long). What I find so moving about &lt;i&gt;Guernica&lt;/i&gt; is what happened after the work was created. &lt;i&gt;Guernica &lt;/i&gt;was displaued in Paris at the World's Fair right after it was painted and it brought about this immense acknowledgement of the Spanish Civil War. Too many people often neglect the tradgedies of war and forget that others are suffering. Picasso painted this out of his anger and rage with so many innocent people dying, but little did he know that through his anger and hurt the mural he created would become an internationally known manifistation of peace. It was through the pain, the suffering, and the sadness that others would see &lt;i&gt;Guernica &lt;/i&gt;and reflect on war. Reflect in a way that served as a reminder for the continual fight for peace, a fight that should and always will be never-ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guernica&lt;/i&gt; is our reminder to continually strive for peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-7167650694651042306?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/7167650694651042306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/02/guernica-is-our-reminder-to-continually.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7167650694651042306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7167650694651042306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/02/guernica-is-our-reminder-to-continually.html' title='Guernica is our reminder to continually strive for peace.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2MGhORObeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/F537brP0sLo/s72-c/picasso_guernica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-1805971253336847581</id><published>2010-01-28T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:00:29.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neolithic Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ain Ghazal'/><title type='text'>Neolithic art is purely fascinating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2JYHCbIJ-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/7JXtVVQe8mg/s1600-h/s16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="436" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2JYHCbIJ-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/7JXtVVQe8mg/s400/s16.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Human figures from Ain Ghazal, Jordan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6750-6250 BCE, plaster, size varies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some are located at the &lt;a href="http://www.louvre.fr/llv/commun/home.jsp?bmLocale=en"&gt;Louvre&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I am taking ancient art history this semester and honestly I never thought that I was all that interested in ancient art... but I most definitely am. I have posted only one super old dating post (&lt;a href="http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/search/label/Lascaux"&gt;Lascaux&lt;/a&gt;) but as I am outlining chapter one of my textbook and I had to stop to tell you all about these crazy human figures found in Jordan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am already finding that what I love most about studying ancient art history is that the descriptions in my book aren't like a million pages long. Now I don't mean this in the "I am such a slacker student and I hate reading" type of way, but I LOVE the fact that these things are so old that no one can really come up with an agreed upon explanation of everything. Additionally, every time some archeologist finds something new, every single thing gets re-questioned. I assume this would start to get annoying because they can never say things like, "We did it! We solved the mystery of Paleolithic and Neolithic art!," but for someone who is just studying it, it's really amusing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, these human figures were found buried beneath these really old settlements (and by really old I mean like 6500 BCE old). The figures are made of white plaster and the eyes were made with this tar-like substance. Some of the statues suggest gender, but for the most part they aren't gender specific. For the most part it is mostly assumed that these figures were ritually buried and had some purpose. So what's the big deal? Well, some of these statues are pretty large for being so dang old (like 3 feet) and most importantly, they establish the beginning of monumental sculpture in the Ancient Near East. That's a pretty big stinkin' deal if you ask me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay I realize that my whole purpose of this blog is to make (cough, normal) people in to art history. I understand that Paleolithic and Neolithic art are the hardest types of art to get people interested in, but here's the thing; it's cool because it's so old. It's so old that people debate if they even should be considered art. I just love to marvel over the fact that people a million zillion years ago created these things of art. They inhabited this sense of artistic ambition. They had the desire to create, and that's extremely &lt;i&gt;fascinating&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Neolithic art is purely fascinating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-1805971253336847581?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/1805971253336847581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/01/neolithic-art-is-purely-fascinating.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/1805971253336847581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/1805971253336847581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/01/neolithic-art-is-purely-fascinating.html' title='Neolithic art is purely fascinating.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S2JYHCbIJ-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/7JXtVVQe8mg/s72-c/s16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-8729343362750452344</id><published>2010-01-25T17:51:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:37:29.930-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vincent Van Gogh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Impressionism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>I just love Vincent Van Gogh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S15F7JgI9nI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zu73ll5C67w/s1600-h/van-gogh-shoes-mid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S15F7JgI9nI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zu73ll5C67w/s400/van-gogh-shoes-mid.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shoes&lt;/i&gt; by Vincent Van Gogh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1888, Oil on canvas, 18 x 22 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/"&gt;Metropolitan Museum of Art&lt;/a&gt;, New York City&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like I apologize for disappearing way too often, but I swear I don't neglect Inadvertently Art on purpose. If things went my way, I would have a specific allotted time each day to write in here, but I am human therefore, I must maintain a busy schedule. Anyways, I am in the processing of moving/setting up my new place so it's pretty hard to find a spare minute, but alas! Here I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just finished putting up a lot of art in my room and I stumbled upon a bunch Van Gogh prints that I have and noticed &lt;i&gt;Shoes&lt;/i&gt;. I don't know how I have ever over looked this, but it's brilliant. As many of you know, Vincent was a troubled man and the more I learn about his life the more I am amazed at his ability to still see the beauty of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He painted a lot of different works depicting shoes and honestly I love them all. &lt;i&gt;Shoes&lt;/i&gt; first caught my eye because it's not a typical Van Gogh. I always love when people think they have pin pointed an artist and then they are thrown off by a piece like&lt;i&gt; Shoes&lt;/i&gt;. Secondly, the premise behind the piece is beautiful. I am always amazed at the difference between an unartistic mind and the mind of an artist. Artist's are mentally able to see beauty in &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt;... even a pair of shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The truth of the matter is quite simple. While there is no denying that there is beauty in the sky, trees, flowers, and ocean there is also this unmistakable beauty in ordinary everyday things like shoes. There is so much to learn from this, but I'll just leave that up to you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just love Vincent Van Gogh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-8729343362750452344?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/8729343362750452344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-love-vincent-van-gogh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8729343362750452344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8729343362750452344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-love-vincent-van-gogh.html' title='I just love Vincent Van Gogh.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S15F7JgI9nI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zu73ll5C67w/s72-c/van-gogh-shoes-mid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-8136876907476000355</id><published>2010-01-06T09:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T09:48:32.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Triple Self-Portrait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norman Rockwell'/><title type='text'>Norman Rockwell was just simple, straightforward, and honest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S0TDTMGq3HI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2DxWQWlWhKQ/s1600-h/rockwell_self.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="417" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S0TDTMGq3HI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2DxWQWlWhKQ/s400/rockwell_self.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Triple Self-Portrait &lt;/i&gt;by Norman Rockwell &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1960, Oil on Canvas, 44 1/2 x 34 3/4 in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nrm.org/"&gt;The Norman Rockwell Musuem&lt;/a&gt; at Stockbridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before I write an entry, I always do some research on the artist and the piece and let me tell you, I have learned so much in that past couple of months.&amp;nbsp; It's amazing how many random facts I have learned about all these artists. For example, Norman Rockwell's son, Thomas Rockwell, wrote the children's book &lt;i&gt;How to Eat Fried Worms&lt;/i&gt;. I LOVED that book! I just really enjoy this blog. My hope is that other people enjoy it, but for the most part, I will always continue writing in this just for my own selfish pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Norman Rockwell has always been one of my favorites. I love artists that portray simple things and simple times. But on top of that, Norman was extremely talented. I mean, he left his school at age 14 to attend art school and everyone always knew he had potential. He couldn't escape his artistic destiny. When he tried to join the military for WWI, they made him a military artist. He is most known for his illustrations for the magazine &lt;i&gt;The Saturday Evening Post&lt;/i&gt; where illustrations like &lt;i&gt;Triple Self-Portrait &lt;/i&gt;frequently made the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Triple Self-Portrait&lt;/i&gt; remains my all time favorite Norman Rockwell. It's just so darn clever. He is looking in he mirror and seeing what he really looks like, but drawing the man he wished he looked like. My favorite part are the other self-portraits that are in the upper right corner of his canvas. He has included a collection of self-portraits from many various art periods. The first is a self-portrait of the Northern Renaissance artist Albrecht Durer who was from the late 15th to early 16th century. Next to Durer is Dutch artist Rembrandt, beneath that is an abstract Picasso, and the bottom piece is a self-portrait of Van Gogh. Each of these artists created a large body of self-portraits and were essentially known for some of the best self-portraits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know, self-portraits are a funny thing. I mean, if someone asked me to draw myself I think it would be really hard. One, because I can't draw but more importantly because I wouldn't know how or where to start. If I made myself better looking than I really was, people might think I was vain. If I made myself seem over confident, I would seem self absorbed. If the expression on my face was a little stern, I might seem too angry. I mean, it just seems so hard. What facial expression do you choose? What clothes do you choose? What position? How big? It really seems a bit overwhelming. Thankfully, Norman Rockwell chose to go about his self-portrait with humor as he was a funny guy. It's really brillant actually. He painted himself three times. One in the mirror, one painting himself, and of course one of the canvas. In doing this he not only creates a triple self-portrait, but a strong statement. Self-portraits are usually never all that precise. There is just something about someone painting themself that is hard to accomplish. People always paint the person they want to be, adjusting details to their standard. Norman gives the viewer himself as he wishes, and himself as he is and in a way, this is the most honest self-portrait there is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Norman Rockwell was just simple, straightforward, and honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-8136876907476000355?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/8136876907476000355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/01/norman-rockwell-was-just-simple.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8136876907476000355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8136876907476000355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2010/01/norman-rockwell-was-just-simple.html' title='Norman Rockwell was just simple, straightforward, and honest.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/S0TDTMGq3HI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2DxWQWlWhKQ/s72-c/rockwell_self.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-4153709213252107320</id><published>2009-12-29T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:44:21.849-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackson Pollock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstract Expressionism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drip Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No.5 1948'/><title type='text'>Pollock was simply a man with little to say, but a lot to express.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SzUku4IcWoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6t_Ud5oNJRo/s1600-h/pollock_no5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SzUku4IcWoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6t_Ud5oNJRo/s640/pollock_no5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No. 5, 1948 by &lt;a href="http://www.jacksonpollock.com/"&gt;Jackson Pollock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1948, Oil on Canvas, 243.8&amp;nbsp;cm&amp;nbsp;× 121.9&amp;nbsp;cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Private Collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay so I have known that I wanted to feature Jackson Pollock for the past week, and I even started this post like a week ago, I just never got around to finishing it and I just realized why. It's really freaking hard to try and explain Pollock with words. But I will try....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't tell you how many times I hear about people hating Jackson Pollock. In fact, a lot of people associate the whole "modern art" category with paintings like Pollock's; weird, lacking skill, and NOT art. I think the reason I defend Jackson Pollock so much is because I know about his evolution as an artist. I guess the best way to explain it is to breifly explain art around his time. Right after World War II ended, art changed. It changed big time. Art quickly became the visual expression in reaction to the chaos and destruction that occured during the war, the movement was called Abstract Expression. Just like WWII ended with a BOOM (literally), art drastically changed almost instantaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pollock's best known works are his drip paintings. Now here's where it gets a little tricky. Part of the whole Abstract Expressionism movement had to do with &lt;i&gt;expression&lt;/i&gt;. Pollock did something huge. Instead of putting the canvas upright, or on a easel, he layed canvas on the floor and methodically worked dripping paint onto the canvas while moving around his creation. This is where people might say, "Okay how is that art?!" Well my friends, it's art and it's art at its finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to his painting technique, Pollock once said, "&lt;i&gt;On the floor I am more at ease. I feel nearer, more a part of the painting, since this way I can walk around it, work from the four sides and literally be in the painting.&lt;/i&gt;" You see, Pollock didn't care about traditional artistic means. He didn't care about making a realistic image. He cared about creating a piece filled with expression. THAT is art. Also, it wasn't as if he shut his eyes and just started splattering paint everywhere, each stroke, each drip, and each splatter was meticulousy thought out and it definitely wasn't random as so many think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the world of Jackson Pollock, it wasn't about &lt;i&gt;wha&lt;/i&gt;t he painted, it was about &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt; he painted and in his case it made all the difference. So next time you see a Jackson Pollock drip painting, try to feel his mood, try to feel his emotion, and try to understand his form of visual expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pollock was simply a man with little to say, but a lot to express.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-4153709213252107320?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/4153709213252107320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/pollock-was-simply-man-with-little-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4153709213252107320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4153709213252107320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/pollock-was-simply-man-with-little-to.html' title='Pollock was simply a man with little to say, but a lot to express.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SzUku4IcWoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6t_Ud5oNJRo/s72-c/pollock_no5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-4540684937510751040</id><published>2009-12-21T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:48:03.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marilyn Monroe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audrey Flack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photorealism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marilyn (Vanitas)'/><title type='text'>Audrey Flack encourages our inner beauty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyqJD14yAeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6oLaNeMPMjI/s1600-h/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyqJD14yAeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6oLaNeMPMjI/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn (Vanitas) by Audrey Flack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1977, Oil over acyclic on canvas, 96 x 96 in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Collection of the &lt;a href="http://www.audreyflack.com/AF/index.php?name=photorealism&amp;amp;directory=.&amp;amp;currentPic=6"&gt;artist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't believe I haven't done an Audrey Flack, she is one of my favorite artists. Audrey Flack is extremely talented and works and many many styles, but my favorite can be seen by the work above- photorealism. In a nutshell, photorealist's create images that look as real as an actual photograph. It began in the 1970's, and Audrey Flack is part of the first wave of artists to use the style. Pretty cool because she is a woman and it's pretty dang hard to get recognized in the art world if you are a female and don't do something with outrageous feminist undertones. Another thing to note, is that photorealism stemmed out of Pop Art thus you get a lot of bright colors, reactions to the media, and iconic symbols. I just like photorealism because it's really amazing how realistic it is. Time and time again I am looking at a photorealist piece thinking it is a photograph and then casually glance at the medium and think, "WHAT?! This is paint?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marilyn (Vanitas)&lt;/i&gt; is one of Audrey's more famous pieces. A few things to explain. Vanitas is a old form of symbolic painting. They did it a lot in Europe in the 16th and 17th centuries. It is associated with still-life painting, which is also rich in symbols. Each still-life piece usually centers around a few main themes: death, life, and pleasure. Basically, "Vanitas" refers to a visual expression of the "vanities" in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tearing apart Audrey's &lt;i&gt;Marilyn (Vanitas)&lt;/i&gt; you can assume quite a few things. First, there are a few symbols of death: the hourglass, the calendar, and the clock all refer to the passing of time. Marilyn Monroe was a sex symbol and thought to be the quintessential representation of beauty, but Flack includes lipstick, a compact, perfume, and jewellery all to show that beauty is fleeting. The fruit cut open usually is some type of symbol of death as well, as once you cut it open it will rot away eventually. The paint brush either symbolizes blood, as in death, or the fact that her life was short-lived, like an unfinished painting. The reflection of the image in the mirror is not precise, which is a visual commentary to the imperfections in Marilyn and more importantly, that beauty is not everything. Audrey also made the piece personal, as she included an image of her and her younger brother when they were young in the center of the composition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a ton more symbols, but you get the idea. I guess you might be thinking, why do I love a picture filled with so many death related symbols? Well, I suppose I haven't made the good in this piece prevalent. &lt;i&gt;Marilyn&lt;/i&gt; is a commentary on one of the most well-known icons of beauty- Marilyn Monroe. Though many thought she had it all, she died at a very young age from a probable suicide. Audrey's piece suggests that beauty is definitely short-lived and doesn't always lead to happiness. I think a lot of us, especially in today's world of plastic surgery, tend to forget this. So I loved Audrey Flack not only because her work is just amazing, but because she inspires deep thought on ideas that really matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey Flack encourages our inner beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-4540684937510751040?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/4540684937510751040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/audrey-flack-encourages-our-inner.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4540684937510751040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4540684937510751040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/audrey-flack-encourages-our-inner.html' title='Audrey Flack encourages our inner beauty.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyqJD14yAeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6oLaNeMPMjI/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-5305883322691194561</id><published>2009-12-16T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:52:11.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Sunday on La Grande Jatte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georges Seurat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post-Impressionism'/><title type='text'>Seurat, dot. Simple enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyWimgpyNZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FR8G2-x4hsA/s1600-h/sunday-afternoon-by-seurat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyWimgpyNZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FR8G2-x4hsA/s400/sunday-afternoon-by-seurat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artic.edu/artaccess/AA_Impressionist/pages/IMP_7.shtml"&gt;A Sunday on La Grande Jatte&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Georges Seurat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1884, Oil on Canvas, 207.5 x 308 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Art Institute of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been trying to write this post for two days now, but during the last week of school, your teachers like to lock you in a prison with no fun. With that said, as of today school is officially over (until the next semester)! So I can re-begin my love affair with Inadvertently Art. Now on to Seurat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seurat, dot. That pretty much sums it up. If there are any Herold fans that read this, YOU know what I am talkin' about. Anyways, Georges Seurat is considered to be a post-impressionist, mainly because he came after the Impressionists. Clever? Not really. Seurat was obsessed with color, so much so that he began experimenting with millions of dots close together, in a style art people call&lt;i&gt; pointillism&lt;/i&gt;. Basically, he just painted a bunch of dots of different colors close to one another and created these really cool images. Up close, you can't tell what the crap anything is, but from far away you can see the whole picture, which is pretty huge by the way. It's pretty dang cool if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as what the painting "means," eh well there are many ideas. Personally, I hate that every painting needs to have a structured meaning, and I tend to like those that no one can figure out or agree upon (eg. Bosch) but if we must..... &lt;i&gt;A Sunday on La Grande Jatte&lt;/i&gt; can mean a lot, but here's my opinion. It's important to notice that the park is really crowded, but on one seems to be talking and everyone is in their own little neatly confined space. So despite the fact that the park is crowded and at first might give one the impression that it is busy, after second glace you notice that it is just the opposite. It really seems like a slice of time, which I love. But on top of that, it really evokes peace, which I love even more. Instead of thinking, "What a busy and crowded park!" one begins to think, "What a peaceful place." To sum it up, I just like how the piece makes me feel, relaxed and at peace. And I really wouldn't want to imply anything further than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, as of some time last week, the Art Institute of Chicago (where the piece is held) launched their project to raise money for the Museum and Institute. They do it every year, but this year is actually pretty cool. You can "Adopt a Dot" from &lt;i&gt;A Sunday on La Grande Jatte&lt;/i&gt; and recieve a color button of the dot you adopted. It's $10 for one dot, $25 for three, and $50 for all six color dots. I think it's a clever idea. If you're interested you can find more information &lt;a href="http://www.artdaily.com/index.asp?int_sec=2&amp;amp;int_new=34899"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seurat, dot. Simple enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-5305883322691194561?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/5305883322691194561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/seurat-dot-simple-enough.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/5305883322691194561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/5305883322691194561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/seurat-dot-simple-enough.html' title='Seurat, dot. Simple enough.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyWimgpyNZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FR8G2-x4hsA/s72-c/sunday-afternoon-by-seurat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-7102151950546308569</id><published>2009-12-10T10:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:53:07.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Garden of Earthly Delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hieronymus Bosch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>Let Bosch let you escape for a minute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyE9DvyrxhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7INVJPVYFXc/s1600-h/delightc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="472" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyE9DvyrxhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7INVJPVYFXc/s640/delightc.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyE9OzJyYVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/X1JjRt95hAA/s1600-h/bosch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyE9OzJyYVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/X1JjRt95hAA/s320/bosch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Garden of Earthly Delights&lt;/i&gt; by Hieronymus Bosch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1503-1504, Oil on wood, 87&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;× 153&amp;nbsp;in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.museodelprado.es/index.php?id=250&amp;amp;tx_indexedsearch%5Bsword%5D=%20en%20ingles"&gt;Museo del Prado&lt;/a&gt;, Madrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's Bosch day people! If you're are thinking, "What the crap?" You are on the right track. What the crap is exactly right. Bosch is like the 16th century equivalent of modern day Lady Gaga. Lady Gaga is really freakin' weird, if you don't believe go watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrO4YZeyl0I"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. After I saw that video I was left staring at my computer screen with a "what the crap" expression on my face. The funny part is people like Lady Gaga are accepted, and even more weird, encouraged in today's society and media, but 16th century Bosch... not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bosch is puzzling, imaginative, and just plain weird. Let's take a gander in &lt;i&gt;The Garden of Earthly Delights&lt;/i&gt;. Well I first should mention that the image I provided is part of a triptych, or a three panel painting, I just couldn't put that in here because my blog is structured narrow and it would cut off two of the panels. Oh and the second image is a close up from one of the panels. What's funny about Bosch is that no art historian has agreed on any interpretation for him. Actually it's even funnier when art historians try to explain Bosch. You get a whole lot of "odd like creatures" and "imaginative fantasy world," but that's where it stops. You can't get any further than that. A lot of people think that Bosch's work and symbols were widely reognized in his time, but seriously I don't believe this because one, why don't we know what they mean now, and two, yeah freakin' right. You can't tell me that an egg with tree stump legs and people living in it's butt was widely recognizable. True, some of the imagery is agreed upon. The triptych is called &lt;i&gt;The Garden of Eathly Delights&lt;/i&gt; afterall, so you can infer some from that. Creation, Hell, Paradise, and Adam/Eve being among the few. For the most part, Bosch's work is just the typical pothead's splendor, but who am I to judge that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bosch just created these huge works of art with all these really weird things. It's hard to imagine even thinking like that, but he did. I mean I can draw a really weird thing just as well as the next two year old, but Bosch takes it to the next level. He creates these amazing fantasy worlds, much like J.K. Rowling does with Harry Potter, and as we know about the popularity of Harry Potter- people like that. People like escaping from their present situation and stresses into an imaginary world. Though Bosch's work might have been intended to show people the fate of the immoral, I view Bosch as an outlet for frustration. If I am ever stressed about school or something, I google Bosch and just stare. And each time, like looking at a "Where's Waldo" print, I find another creature feasting on the fish foot of a 6 legged monster with blue foam coming out of it's ears pierced with rainbow spears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So for once, let's not try and find a mutual interpretation of a piece. Let's not suggest religious undertones, let's not try and spot all the influences, and most importantly &lt;i&gt;let's just enjoy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let Bosch let you escape for a minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-7102151950546308569?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/7102151950546308569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-bosch-let-you-escape-for-minute.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7102151950546308569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7102151950546308569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-bosch-let-you-escape-for-minute.html' title='Let Bosch let you escape for a minute.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SyE9DvyrxhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7INVJPVYFXc/s72-c/delightc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-5448454324438509277</id><published>2009-12-08T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:35:38.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachel Whiteread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sculpture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Rachel Whiteread creates lasting memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Sx6Gm7VE3MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/1kQenErfuQs/s1600-h/whiteread-house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Sx6Gm7VE3MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/1kQenErfuQs/s400/whiteread-house.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Sx6Gqg24ipI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AZoVnKlCng/s1600-h/hop1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Sx6Gqg24ipI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AZoVnKlCng/s320/hop1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;House&lt;/i&gt; by Rachel Whiteread&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1993, concrete cast inside a house&lt;br /&gt;Originally in East London, now demolished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First of all, I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am to write this post. Not because I love Rachel Whiteread (though I do), but because it shows how I currently have a minute of freedom from school (though not long-lasting)! Rachel Whiteread is a British artist and is most famous for the piece above. This piece was so controversial, monumental, and ground-breaking (literally), she won the Turner Prize, bceoming the first woman in fact to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;House&lt;/i&gt; is both easy to explain, though incredibly hard to explain at the same time. Let me explain, ha! For the process Rachel essentially filled the interior of an old Victorian terraced house in East London with concrete, then removed the physical house leaving a eerie yet breathtaking scultpure. So basically, she reversed the negative/positive space of the house itself. Kind of insane when you really stop and think about it. The process was extremely difficult and took a while to complete, but when it was done it just stood there with this absolute pressence for the world to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What's so amazing about this piece is the part that hardest to adequately describe, though I'll try. First of all, some people might get all pissed off saying, "This is NOT art." Okay, that is a topic that is such a hard thing to explain, but the idea is this is most definitely art, but perhaps me saying it's inadvertently art will put you more at ease. This piece, though relatively simple to look at, possesses so many concepts it's really just crazy. Take the doors for instance, what once used to lead into the interior of the house is now a sealed piece of concrete, allowing no visitors into the solidified house. What once welcomed and held people's belongings, memories, and life now houses concrete and there is no way in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Furthermore, a house that is empty is somewhat depressing, desolate, and brings emotions of vacancy. While this can be thought to be negative, I look at it completely different. When I house for sale, I see an opportunity for a new family to create new memories in a place that once held other's memories. Building upon past times of both joy and sorrow a 'used' house is as exciting as getting clothes from Salvation Army. Who wore them? Where did they go? Who did they meet? What memories did they make while wearing the clothes? Memories. Perhaps that's the main reason &lt;i&gt;House &lt;/i&gt;holds my attention. This sealed off, empty, vacant house isn't depressing at all, instead it positively holds the memories of those who lived inside- &lt;b&gt;forever&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rachel Whiteread creates lasting memories.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. For a great short video on the process as well as some of her own commentary &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MEtsYIIIfkw"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-5448454324438509277?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/5448454324438509277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/rachel-whiteread-creates-lasting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/5448454324438509277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/5448454324438509277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/rachel-whiteread-creates-lasting.html' title='Rachel Whiteread creates lasting memories.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Sx6Gm7VE3MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/1kQenErfuQs/s72-c/whiteread-house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-3522301490904165459</id><published>2009-12-04T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T19:58:31.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in my last week and a half of the semester which means finals, so I won't be able to post as often as I would like! December 15th is the day I will be free and able to start my every day posting once more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;-N.C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-3522301490904165459?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/3522301490904165459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/quick-update.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/3522301490904165459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/3522301490904165459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update!'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-4041766828329003947</id><published>2009-12-01T16:41:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:02:54.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeanne-Claude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rest in Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christo'/><title type='text'>Rest in peace Jeanne-Claude, you will be missed.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, I know I momentarily disappeared, but Thanksgiving came and so did my Mom, so I was busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SxW2YI-CjuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tx1lU86PXtw/s1600/JChPagePortraitKopie2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SxW2YI-CjuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tx1lU86PXtw/s400/JChPagePortraitKopie2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This post is a few weeks overdue, but I needed to formally let everyone know that&lt;a href="http://www.christojeanneclaude.net/"&gt; Jeanne-Claude&lt;/a&gt; passed away on November 18th, 2009. Christo is still continuing with the projects they were working on and as one might imagine is deeply saddened by his wife of 58 years death, as is the world. Jeanne-Claude was such an amazing woman. Dedicated to creating beautiful works of art, Jeanne-Claude knew the meaning of beauty. She was a compassionate wife, daring artist, and observer of the beauty all around us. If we learn anything from the life of Jeanne-Claude it should be that life is precious, the world surrounding us is true art, and that you are never too old to have really cool hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SxW3FTsnjFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/x68dPtlig14/s1600/jeanneclaude_wideweb__470x342,0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SxW3FTsnjFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/x68dPtlig14/s400/jeanneclaude_wideweb__470x342,0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rest in peace Jeanne-Claude, you will be missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-4041766828329003947?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/4041766828329003947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/rest-in-peace-jeanne-claude-you-will-be.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4041766828329003947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4041766828329003947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/12/rest-in-peace-jeanne-claude-you-will-be.html' title='Rest in peace Jeanne-Claude, you will be missed.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SxW2YI-CjuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tx1lU86PXtw/s72-c/JChPagePortraitKopie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-5416331492865938999</id><published>2009-11-22T12:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:55:35.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelangelo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pope Benedict'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Last Judgement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renaissance'/><title type='text'>Thank you Pope Benedict.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Swmik4Q3-oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ROvfxv6Mv8Y/s1600/last_judgment3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="446" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Swmik4Q3-oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ROvfxv6Mv8Y/s400/last_judgment3.jpg" width="401" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Last Judgment&lt;/i&gt; by Michelangelo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1536-41, Fresco, 539.3&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;× 472.4&amp;nbsp;in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mv.vatican.va/3_EN/pages/x-Schede/CSNs/CSNs_G_Giud.html"&gt;The Sistine Chapel,&lt;/a&gt; Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Saturday Pope Benedict met with over 250 artists (including sculptors, architects, painters, and directors) in the Sistine Chapel to discuss art. The Church and art have always had an on again off again type of relationship. Take Michelangelo's &lt;i&gt;The Last Judgment &lt;/i&gt;for example, painted for the Church to basically scare people. Michelangelo even included himself in the piece, however the self-portrait is a bit scary- he is the one who has been skinned by St. Bartholomew. Gruesome and shocking, the piece is still on the altar wall in the Sistine Chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was beneath this image, an image representing the height of religious artistic expression, that Pope Benedict declared, "Faith takes nothing away from your genius or art. On the contrary, it exalts them and nourishes them." I can respect what the Pope is trying to accomplish. He is acknowledging the world we live in, and most importantly acknowledging that art can impact it for the better. Art can move people. Art can inspire people. Art can create &lt;i&gt;change&lt;/i&gt;. This desire for more spirituality in art is the start of a new movement- a movement that has the capacity to be miraculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Pope Benedict.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-5416331492865938999?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/5416331492865938999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you-pope-benedict.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/5416331492865938999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/5416331492865938999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you-pope-benedict.html' title='Thank you Pope Benedict.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Swmik4Q3-oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ROvfxv6Mv8Y/s72-c/last_judgment3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-308001306223144344</id><published>2009-11-19T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:48:20.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sculpture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renaissance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donatello'/><title type='text'>Donatello took risks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SwXt_S02RjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ytlxvc2rSHI/s1600/DONATELLO_DavidFullViewFront.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SwXt_S02RjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ytlxvc2rSHI/s640/DONATELLO_DavidFullViewFront.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;David&lt;/i&gt; by Donatello&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1440-1460, Bronze, 5’ 2 ¼” high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firenzemusei.it/bargello/home.html"&gt;Museo Nazionale del Bargello&lt;/a&gt;, Florence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, here is one by Donatello as promised! Personally, this is my favorite David sculpture, though it is one that not many people can recognize. I still remember when I first saw this I did not think this was David of" David and Goliath." He seemed way too girly and sissy. That’s why I thought I should talk about this great piece as it’s pretty dang controversial and that’s always fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first to mention is that this sculpture was a big deal. First, he is nude and coming after the Middle Ages where nudity was thought to be indecent, Donatello was making a big break from the past but at the same time reviving antiquity and Greek statues. Second, he was the first freestanding nude since antiquity- again Donatello was bringin’ it all back! Third, it was the first unsupported bronze casted statue in the Renaissance. Okay not as cool, but still when you are the “first” anything during the Renaissance you have done something worth mentioning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;i&gt;David&lt;/i&gt; is quite a pretty little fella, which many think isn’t true to the David in the Bible, but it that isn't necessarily true.&amp;nbsp; He was just a little guy who had to fight this giant and he very well could have been a pretty boy. I mean, take a look at his facial expression up close. He seems contemplative yet confident. I see hints of a smirk with "Goliath you are SO going down” undertones, but maybe that’s just me. Oh yeah, and that cute hat. Well it’s not a hat it’s his helmet, just wanted to clear that up… it was another thing that used to confuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what’s really interesting about this? Well first of all it was commissioned by the Medici’s and became a symbol of the independent Florentine republic. It was meant to show their prosperity and most importantly power. Notice what David has his foot on? Take a close look. Yep, that’s Goliath’s head. Not so sissy now is he? Secondly, there is a feather leaning up against David’s inner leg and thigh. Apparently, this was the most controversial point of all because it implied homosexuality- either of David or Donatello himself. During the Renaissance people were getting persecuted left and right for sodomy, so this was especially risky of Donatello. But, that is why I love Donatello. On the outside you see this feminine statue, but after you find out the facts you start to see that most of Donatello’s work was definitely meant to essentially push the envelope a bit. But, this is what every great artist in history did and still does. To make any impact on the art movement you have to try and push people’s buttons. Fun right? Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Donatello took risks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-308001306223144344?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/308001306223144344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/donatello-took-risks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/308001306223144344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/308001306223144344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/donatello-took-risks.html' title='Donatello took risks.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SwXt_S02RjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ytlxvc2rSHI/s72-c/DONATELLO_DavidFullViewFront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-2244621730636343351</id><published>2009-11-16T13:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:38:16.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vincent Van Gogh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post-Impressionism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafe Terrace at Night'/><title type='text'>Van Gogh, we love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SwG9rYxOdpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4rQc8pZO-ws/s1600/Cafe-Terrace-at-Night-September-1888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SwG9rYxOdpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4rQc8pZO-ws/s400/Cafe-Terrace-at-Night-September-1888.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cafe Terrace at Night&lt;/i&gt; by Vincent Van Gogh &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1888, Oil on Canvas, 81 x 65.5 cm&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kmm.nl/?lang=en"&gt;Kröller-Müller Museum&lt;/a&gt;, Netherlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, so I realize that I said I was going to write about Bosch, Donatello, and Hogarth, but like any artist would- I changed my mind. Oops. Last night as I was trying to go to bed, it hit me... I haven't featured Van Gogh! What the heck is wrong with me? Van Gogh is thought to be one of the greatest artists of all time, right up there with Picasso, Warhol, and even Michelangelo. His contributions to the art world are monumental as his ideas contirubed to the progression of art in huge ways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What hurts me the most is to think that Van Gogh had a terrible life. No one appreciated him, no one took him seriously, and on top of all that he suffered tremedously with a bunch of mental illnesses. He had depression, so much so that it drove him to take his own life at age 37. I wish I could go back in time, find him, and say, "I love you Vincent!" I mean he killed himself right when his creativity was rising. All the great Van Gogh's everyone knows were painted during the last two years of his life. Imagine if he lived a great and long life, how many more great pieces he would have created!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cafe Terrace at Night &lt;/i&gt;is one of my favorite Van Gogh's. Sure &lt;i&gt;Starry Night&lt;/i&gt; is amazing, but&lt;i&gt; Cafe Terrace at Night&lt;/i&gt; appeals more to me, perhaps because I my fixation with coffee culture. What strikes me the most about this piece is of course the lighting. It's just so quaint. Who can deny the beauty of France? Van Gogh took a scene that is so charming and calm, and made it a beautiful time piece. Now, Cafe Terrace is of course a huge tourist site. This also bothers me. Arles, the city where this Cafe is, is basking in wealth due to Van Gogh. They have created quite the tourist tour, where you can follow Van Gogh's footsteps. Cool? Yes, but also sad. They hated Van Gogh, and now they are making billions off of him. Poor Van Gogh, well at least people respect and honor him now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you have never seen a Van Gogh in real life, for the love of everything, go find one! I am sure you have heard of his brushstoke technique, but seeing a Van Gogh in real life brings his technique to life. I love to stand in front of a Van Gogh and imagine him restlessly blotching paint on a canvas with frustration in every swipe. I try and stand as close as I can, literally like face to face. It's just so amazing. Though the security gaurds usually hate this, I love it because I always imagine Van Gogh doing the same thing. Van Gogh staring face to face with his canvas, wondering if the world will ever appreciate him. Van Gogh staring face to face with yet another creation that will sit on the floor of his room. Decades later, I stare at a Van Gogh and stand amazed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Van Gogh, we love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-2244621730636343351?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/2244621730636343351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/van-gogh-we-love-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/2244621730636343351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/2244621730636343351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/van-gogh-we-love-you.html' title='Van Gogh, we love you.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SwG9rYxOdpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4rQc8pZO-ws/s72-c/Cafe-Terrace-at-Night-September-1888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-8162801804380074191</id><published>2009-11-13T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:44:35.103-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cave Paintings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prehistoric Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lascaux'/><title type='text'>Let the Lascaux cave paintings be your reminder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Sv3Y3wrEtKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NOU2Yt9_6S0/s1600-h/Lascaux_painting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Sv3Y3wrEtKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NOU2Yt9_6S0/s400/Lascaux_painting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cave Paitings in Lascaux, France&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paleolithic Era, Approx. 17,000 BCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I thought, "I don't escape out of the 1800 and 1900's often." So tada! I give you a very old piece of cave for your viewing pleasure. This little beauty is old old old, I mean this is the essential starting point of any art history class (if it's not on a specific time period that is). You get your art textbook, turn to page one and you will find cave paintings. Okay, here's where the debate for the bulk of entry will center, but first let me just talk about the history behind the piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The cave paintings were discovered on September 12th, 1940 by a group of teenagers searching for their dog "Robot." I know, great beginning to any story. First of all, what 1940's teen names their dog robot? Second of all, why would they think "Robot" esapced into some hard to reach cave? Anyways, they stumpled upon the caves, however it wasn't an easy task. It involved prying open small entires to the cave, slipping through narrow crevices, tumbling on rocks, and using rope to find even more entries. I can't imagine what these boys thought when they saw these insanely prehistoric images on the walls of cave. I am sure they were thinking something along the lines of, "Cool, adventure!" Little did they know their discovery was going to be the biggest archeological find of the century. I wonder when the significance of the find hit them. Was it when they were slipping through narrow crevices? Or when they were running home to grab some rope? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nevertheless, these boys discovered something insanely monumental. They single handily discovered a cave, that some people 16,000 years or so go decorated. The cave contains some 2,000 images ranging from human figures to horses, bulls, bison, and aurochs (a type of ox, that is extinct now). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay here's where the debate begins. WHY are the Lascaux cave paintings regarded as art? Sure, I understand that they are marvelous to look at and illustrate something- but why did everyone consider them art? In my modern art class last year, a huge portion was dedicated to trying to figure out just what makes art-art. This would be a huge deal in a modern art class because we are studying art form like splattered paint and urinals turned upside down, but it can also be viewed in terms of the cave paintings. It kind of drives me crazy that people talk about the Lascaux cave work as the 'prehistoric Sistine Chapel", using terms like triptych, perspective, and overlapping figures to described it. Why can't people just see these images and for once not attribute art history-ish terms! I mean, they definitely didn't paint these in hopes that one day someone would notice how they created a "triptych."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess my main beef comes from the idea that "art" wasn't even a word in prehistoric times. These images were most likely a guide to depict a means of survival. I mean, they did not create these images thinking, "Oh this will go great in the living room-" they did it so that their children would know the proper way to kill for survival! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what am I am trying to get at? I guess I am trying to bring to your attention the whole idea of my blog title being "Inadvertently Art," making the Lascaux images my example. To us, art is something we like to look at- something that perhaps inspires us, something that gives someone a visual voice. While the Lascaux paintings can essentially be thought of as a visual voice, the motives were entirely different. However, the images present a new form of art and a form much more thought provoking. "Art" as a means of survival. Art does not have to be cut and paste or black and white, art can be as simple as a prehistoric cave filled with finger painted drawings of animals. Let's just leave it at that, please! Art can and should be flexible and most importantly, it should be thought of in a greater historical context. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let the Lascaux cave paintings be your reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. This &lt;a href="http://www.lascaux.culture.fr/#/en/00.xml"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; takes you on this crazy virtual tour of the caves.&amp;nbsp; But beware, creepy music plays, so make sure your speakers are down. I, was not so fortunate and almost screamed when the music came on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-8162801804380074191?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/8162801804380074191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-lascaux-cave-paintings-be-your.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8162801804380074191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8162801804380074191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-lascaux-cave-paintings-be-your.html' title='Let the Lascaux cave paintings be your reminder.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Sv3Y3wrEtKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NOU2Yt9_6S0/s72-c/Lascaux_painting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-2843531081013202775</id><published>2009-11-12T18:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:53:59.303-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing at the Louvre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith Ringgold'/><title type='text'>Faith Ringgold just inspires me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvzCtc47EeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/t3DKxIsHK_0/s1600-h/FRG0010D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvzCtc47EeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/t3DKxIsHK_0/s400/FRG0010D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dancing at the Louvre&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.faithringgold.com/"&gt;Faith Ringgold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1991, Acrylic on Canvas &amp;amp; Tie-Dyed, Pieced Fabric Border, 73.5 x 80"&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, Faith Ringgold definitely doesn't get the attention she deserves. She is amazing! Okay, she is this vivacious African American artist who is most famous for her "story quilts" but has also done a ton of other stuff like write children's books, sue BET television network, and teach at UCSD... to name a few. Just an all around lady who creates these amazing works of art. Her mother was a fashion designer, so that's where she got most of her inspiration for her quilts as she grew up around fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dancing at the Louvre&lt;/i&gt; is one of my favorite Ringgold pieces because it just illustrates her genius. See, she took a form that wasn't traditionally thought to be art- fabric, and combined it with things that are undeniably art- the &lt;i&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Madonna on the Rocks&lt;/i&gt;, therefore created a unique piece of art. This particular piece is part of her "French Collection" series and all of the pieces have some type of unique combination of high art on fabric. &lt;i&gt;Dancing at the Louvre&lt;/i&gt; is also the title of the book which contains all the pieces of the French Collection and is a story of a fictional character, Willia Marie Simone, who moves from Harlem (Ringgold's hometown) to Paris in the 1920's to pursure art. I need to get the book because I have read a lot about it, but never actually read it. It's so moving just reading the summaries. The art weaves the book together to create a political and personal commentary on so many levels. It's brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I read about Faith, the more I can imagine what type of person she is. I envision her as this strong, confident, culturally rich, artistic woman. She is someone I constantly dream about meeting one day. I can just imagine us sitting on her porch, drinking lemonade, and talking about how she has changed the world with her art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith Ringgold just inspires me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P.S. She has a blog, and I recommend you go look at it because she just put up a quilt she made to tribute the great Michael Jackson......... http://faithringgold.blogspot.com/]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-2843531081013202775?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/2843531081013202775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/faith-ringgold-just-inspires-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/2843531081013202775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/2843531081013202775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/faith-ringgold-just-inspires-me.html' title='Faith Ringgold just inspires me.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvzCtc47EeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/t3DKxIsHK_0/s72-c/FRG0010D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-9221783436856766726</id><published>2009-11-11T16:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:36:40.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vogue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie Leibovitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Obama'/><title type='text'>Annie eminates through every snapshot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvtUlZPg3HI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jnkSpq5nRcg/s1600-h/vogue-obama1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvtUlZPg3HI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jnkSpq5nRcg/s400/vogue-obama1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Michelle Obama&lt;/i&gt; by Annie Leibovitz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;March 2009, Cover of &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/vogue/"&gt;Vogue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well I having doing homework for my politics class all day, so look what happened. It's Michelle Obama day! This image of our First Lady appeared on the March issue of Vogue and was taken by none other than Annie Leibovitz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know there is a lot of pressure on you when you are taking a picture of anyone involved in politics. If you make them look bad, you will be blamed for something. But then again if you make them look too good, people are going to jump to accusations. You must find a way to portray them not too over confident, but you can't make them see like they could be your next door neighbor either. Sometimes it frustrates me that even artistic expression has to be applied to politics, but it is just that way. Take Shepard Fairey for example, he is currently going through this huge lawsuit for his Obama "HOPE" poster. Geesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, Annie didn't pay any attention to the pressure she had in taking shots of the White House family, she just did it- and did it flawlessly, like always. She presents to us a confident First Lady, with charm, poise, elegance, and most importantly a woman who is here for change. She isn't put on a high pedastal neither figuratively or literally;&amp;nbsp; she is casually sitting on a chair is a realaxed position gently smiling at the viewers. Also hard to ignore is the position of her arms, cleverly displaying her wedding ring further showing that her vow to her husband is now her vow to the Nation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love Michelle Obama not because of her and her husband's triumphant position as the first African American President and First Lady, but because there is just something about here that brings a breath of fresh air into the political scene. From her healthy and in-shape body, to her elegant and charming style, to her beautiful young daughters, to her commitment to our country- I love her. I especially love the comparisons made to her being like Jackie Kennedy. Perhaps we will see an image of Michelle Obama on a canvas tote one day. Her image was shed an positive and honest light when Annie took this picture. I can't help but think of Annie when I look at this picture. Annie, a strong and capable woman herself, can definitely be seen both through the lens and on paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Annie eminates through every snapshot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-9221783436856766726?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/9221783436856766726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/annie-eminates-through-every-snapshot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/9221783436856766726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/9221783436856766726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/annie-eminates-through-every-snapshot.html' title='Annie eminates through every snapshot.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvtUlZPg3HI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jnkSpq5nRcg/s72-c/vogue-obama1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-1078039185378289597</id><published>2009-11-10T17:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T23:57:32.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hokusai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Great Wave of Kanagawa'/><title type='text'>Hokusai is undeniably appealing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvoIIEctwSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/z_UXFbVyNrw/s1600-h/800px-Great_Wave_off_Kanagawa2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvoIIEctwSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/z_UXFbVyNrw/s400/800px-Great_Wave_off_Kanagawa2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Great Wave of Kanagawa&lt;/i&gt; by Katsushika Hokusai &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1829-1833, Color Woodcut,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/works_of_art/collection_database/objectview.aspx?oid=60013238"&gt;25.7&amp;nbsp;cm&amp;nbsp;×&amp;nbsp;37.8&amp;nbsp;cm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know, truth be told I was really going to use another woodcut by Hokusai because this one is just so popular, but then I realized that is even more of a reason to explain it. This image is as common as Michelangelo's &lt;i&gt;David&lt;/i&gt; or Leonardo's &lt;i&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/i&gt;, it's in practically every surfer's home, either to make them seem artsy or because it's a "wicked wave." It's in one bazillion dorms rooms, one bazillion stores, and surfing brands such as Quicksilver, took it and marketed it like crazy putting it on purses, board shorts, and surfboards.&amp;nbsp; But what saddens me the most about the popularity of the piece is the idea that so many people don't even know the artist and how amazing he was. The history behind the piece is so rich that it definitely deserves some attention. &lt;i&gt;The Great Wave of Kanagawa&lt;/i&gt; comes from the ukiyo-e series &lt;i&gt;Thirty Six Views of Mt. Fiji&lt;/i&gt;. Already there are a ton of things to address, so let's get started!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First, what the heck is ukiyo-e? Well the English translation for the word "ukiyo" is something like "floating world" but that doesn't help to explain much. Ukiyo-e is basically a genre of Japanese art where the artist focused on more naturalistic aspects of the world. Here's where the "floating world" aspect might a little bit of sense. Ukiyo-e artists concenrated on the fleeting beauty of the world and tried best to ignore the responsibility side of life, thus floating illustrates not being tied down to world things. Also, ukiyo-e brought about an art that could be appreciated by the mass, as they were easy to reproduce thus making them affordable. This style of art was not discovered by Westerners until around the 19th century, so Japanese ukiyo-e prints are unique and most importantly- inspirational.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why I love and acknowledge Hokusai is not merely because his work is breath-taking, but because his work inspired a little group of artists we like to call the &lt;b&gt;Impressionists&lt;/b&gt;. So many people don't know this simple fact, but the Impressionists were obsessed with Japanese prints and you can see evidence of Japanese influence in so many works (I will feature one soon just to show you!) Thus Japanese artists influenced Western artists, however the relationship went in both directions. Hokusai adapted Western techniques like perspective and realistic shadows in many of his prints. In fact, without perspective his &lt;i&gt;Thiry-six Views of Mt. Fiji&lt;/i&gt; would loose a lot of appeal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, I haven't explained the 36 views things. Well &lt;i&gt;The Great Wave of Kanagawa&lt;/i&gt; is part of a 36 piece series depicting just what you would think- 36 views of Mt. Fiji. If you look at all of them you see how clever Hokusai was. I mean he traveled all around this mountain and with his artistic mind came up with over 36 ways to see the mountain in all it's beauty. Oh yeah, it's called &lt;i&gt;Thirty Six Views of Mt. Fiji&lt;/i&gt;, but there are actually 46, guess he couldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay like Warhol, Hokusai just has to be featured more because I still have a ton I could say about him. Nevertheless, Hokusai is just beautiful. There is such an appeal to Japanese art. I mean how many people do you know that has some type of Japanese related thing tattooed on them? Shoot, I have cherry blossoms on my back in a very Hokusai-ish style. To put it simply, Japanese art is just unavoidably beautiful just as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokusai is undeniably appealing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-1078039185378289597?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/1078039185378289597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/hokusai-is-undeniably-appealing.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/1078039185378289597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/1078039185378289597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/hokusai-is-undeniably-appealing.html' title='Hokusai is undeniably appealing.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvoIIEctwSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/z_UXFbVyNrw/s72-c/800px-Great_Wave_off_Kanagawa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-1377169095111604156</id><published>2009-11-09T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:52:29.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter of apology.</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately want to write in you and have wanted to for the past few days, but I have been so tired and busy I just didn't have time to give you a good entry. I sincerly apologize but I will tell you what I have in store for you this week....&lt;br /&gt;Bosch!&lt;br /&gt;Hogarth!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;br /&gt;Donatello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are excited, so am I. I promise I will visit you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you bunches,&lt;br /&gt;N.C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-1377169095111604156?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/1377169095111604156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/letter-of-apology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/1377169095111604156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/1377169095111604156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/letter-of-apology.html' title='A letter of apology.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-642364451399919155</id><published>2009-11-06T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T15:22:34.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marilyn Monroe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Warhol'/><title type='text'>Andy Warhol was just plain ironic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvSpkTg2OiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tTNqQedJ__A/s1600-h/andy-warhol-marilyn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvSpkTg2OiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tTNqQedJ__A/s400/andy-warhol-marilyn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.warhol.org/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andy Warhol&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/a&gt; 1967&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right people, today is the day! Today is the day Andy Warhol is finally given the glorious light he deserves. I am BIG Warhol fan but, not for the traditional reasons. Sure, his art is pretty cool, different, unlike his time, the whole bit- BUT, the reason I love him perhaps comes from my brief encounter with being a Psychology major. Warhol is insane, seriously &lt;i&gt;insane&lt;/i&gt;- but THAT my friends is the beauty of good 'ol Andy, and THAT is just why I love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many Andy works to choose from, but &lt;i&gt;Marilyn&lt;/i&gt; conveys my point the best. Let me explain. Andy was literally OBSESSED with celebrities, but the whole idea of his silkscreen stuff was to reproduce the same image over and over until it seems as if he is mocking it. If you see something once, it has meaning, but if you see it like 500 times, not so cool and meaningful anymore (the only exception to this would be Disneyland of course). Andy didn't just like the whole Hollywood scene, he was so insanely fanatical about it that it consumed his every thought. If you look at all his images, I would say like 70% of time it has SOMETHING to do with being famous, money, Hollywood, or status- Andy was just uncontrollably into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, he was pretty weird guy. Some facts: he had really bad scaring on his face, some say because of acne and some say because he had a disease as a child that caused skin blotchiness- either way he had been preoccupied with appearance ever since he was really young. He wore like an intense amount of face makeup, wigs, and always had sunglasses on. He actually looks a little bit haunting/creepy if you ask me, but I still love him! There’s a book, &lt;i&gt;The Andy Warhol Diaries&lt;/i&gt;, that is just this insanely huge collection of entries (seriously, this is a THICK book) with the majority talking about his fixation with Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the main point I am trying to make is Andy Warhol was this guy who was so obsessed with celebrities, money, and fame yet in most of his work he basically mocks the whole idea of it. I will definitely have more entries on Warhol because there is some much more I want to say about him, but for now I will leave you with this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Warhol was just plain ironic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-642364451399919155?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/642364451399919155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/andy-warhol-was-just-plain-ironic.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/642364451399919155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/642364451399919155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/andy-warhol-was-just-plain-ironic.html' title='Andy Warhol was just plain ironic.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvSpkTg2OiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tTNqQedJ__A/s72-c/andy-warhol-marilyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-8214260123783613726</id><published>2009-11-04T17:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:43:50.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caravaggio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chiaroscuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death of the Virgin'/><title type='text'>Though it is an understatement, Caravaggio was marvelous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvIl4Aw6tkI/AAAAAAAAADw/n0FqSNkxTnU/s1600-h/8082-the-death-of-the-virgin-caravaggio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvIl4Aw6tkI/AAAAAAAAADw/n0FqSNkxTnU/s400/8082-the-death-of-the-virgin-caravaggio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Death of the Virgin&lt;/i&gt; by Caravaggio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1601-1605/6, Oil on Canvas, 3.69 m x 2.45 m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.louvre.fr/llv/oeuvres/detail_notice.jsp?CONTENT%3C%3Ecnt_id=10134198673225132&amp;amp;CURRENT_LLV_NOTICE%3C%3Ecnt_id=10134198673225132&amp;amp;FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=9852723696500816&amp;amp;baseIndex=88&amp;amp;bmLocale=en"&gt;The Louvre&lt;/a&gt;, Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First of all, do yourself a favor and click &lt;a href="http://en.academic.ru/pictures/enwiki/77/Michelangelo_Caravaggio_069.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see a bigger version, this small little image doesn't do a Caravaggio justice! Caravaggio is really something else. He is most known for his drastic use of lighting and shading, or &lt;i&gt;chiaroscuro&lt;/i&gt; if you really want to get technical. Caravaggio was quite the controversy back in his day, he really loved to paint the way HE wanted and not the way the church wanted, so that generally didn't go over so well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Take &lt;i&gt;Death of the Virgin&lt;/i&gt; for example. &lt;i&gt;Death of the Virgin&lt;/i&gt; was commissioned by a lawyer for his chapel in Rome, but as soon as the church saw the painting they were outraged! Why would they be appalled by such a beautiful piece you ask? Well for a few reasons. First of all, the model for Mary was a prostitute, and according to some sources- the woman Caravaggio loved. Secondly, Mary is pretty darn holy in the eyes of most religions, giving birth to Christ and all usually puts you in that position. Well Caravaggio painted her like she was just the same as everyone else AND on top of all that, she isn't dying peacefully with cherubs surrounding her, she is clearly dead. Her feet are swollen and her stomach is bloated, clear signs that she was not dying, but already gone. They rejected the painting because her attributes to death were far too realistic for their liking, plus they didn't like that her legs were showing, duh Caravaggio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now that I have told you all the reasons this painting was thought to be appalling, let's talk about the obvious amazing qualities. Okay, there is no denying Caravaggio's incredible ability to use lighting to his advantage. The light is directly on Mary, so that is where you eye is immediately drawn. You see a beuatifully depicted peaceful young woman lying in a bed surrounded by magestic deep tones of red. It isn't until the light begins to direct your eye to the people surrounding Mary that you realize she has died. Caravaggio had this insane way of depicting emotions through light. He uses this unknown light source to draw your eye around the canvas to the point where you yourself are filled with emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't imagine seeing a Caravaggio in real life. I can stare at his work for hours and just be overcome with emotions. Not only am I in awe of his talent, but I constantly have to remind myself that this piece was denied at first. I mean, someone actually said, "No sorry, this is not acceptable." This blows my mind! Sure, I understand the rejection was due largely in part to the subject matter and the way he chose to depict it, but still- come on, it's breath taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you want to treat yourself today, go and look at some of Caravaggio's work and marvel at his creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Though it is an understatement, Caravaggio was &lt;i&gt;marvelous&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-8214260123783613726?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/8214260123783613726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/though-it-is-understatement-caravaggio.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8214260123783613726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8214260123783613726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/though-it-is-understatement-caravaggio.html' title='Though it is an understatement, Caravaggio was marvelous.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SvIl4Aw6tkI/AAAAAAAAADw/n0FqSNkxTnU/s72-c/8082-the-death-of-the-virgin-caravaggio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-9009471529801182744</id><published>2009-11-02T14:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:44:32.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winslow Homer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snap the Whip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Art'/><title type='text'>Winslow Homer wants us to just smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Su9hIpXo_eI/AAAAAAAAADg/E9Rq3a0ig_Y/s1600-h/homer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Su9hIpXo_eI/AAAAAAAAADg/E9Rq3a0ig_Y/s400/homer.jpg" width="411" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Snap the Whip&lt;/i&gt; by Winslow Homer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1872, Oil on Canvas, 22 x 36 in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.butlerart.com/"&gt;Butler Institute of American Art&lt;/a&gt;, Ohio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, who remembers this game? I remember watching people play this, mostly boys, but I was a rather petite little child and playing this game just might have killed me. I avoided dangerous games like dodge ball, so I am sure this was definitely up there on the "No way Jose" list.&amp;nbsp; This game has been around forever- this and Red Rover are favorite recess games. Just look at the date of this picture, proof that it's been around for at least 100 years. Anyways, I love this picture. Winslow Homer illustrated for Harper's Weekly doing mostly Civil War stuff, but after the war he switched to happier things- like 19th century America, hooray! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Snap the Whip&lt;/i&gt; is just so precious. It reminds me of reading &lt;i&gt;Little House on the Prairie&lt;/i&gt; during Christmas vacation- just simple and happy times. The little boys have not a care in the world and are just playing a game they love. Homer loved to paint the good 'ol days before the Industrial Revolution. I fear that when I show my kids this picture in many years to come, they will say something like, "You mean these little boys didn't have video games?" I admit, at times it is even hard for me to remember a time without technology, but I do remember dial-up internet- something I am proud of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, this image is just one of those timeless pieces. From the beautiful detail of the landscape, to the sky that looks like a storm is coming, to the little house in the background, to the little boys cute clothes, and to the little details of the flowers in the grass- this is just plain cute. You can not help but look at this painting and think, "Awww" while smiling. Winslow Homer created a lot of images that evoke a simple smile and THAT is something I can definitely appreciate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winslow Homer wants us to just smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-9009471529801182744?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/9009471529801182744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/winslow-homer-wants-us-to-just-smile.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/9009471529801182744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/9009471529801182744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/11/winslow-homer-wants-us-to-just-smile.html' title='Winslow Homer wants us to just smile.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/Su9hIpXo_eI/AAAAAAAAADg/E9Rq3a0ig_Y/s72-c/homer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-1763898605488364323</id><published>2009-10-31T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:50:06.143-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Regionalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Gothic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grant Wood'/><title type='text'>Grant Wood fills you with questions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuzXaYfpWnI/AAAAAAAAADY/JfxcJF7Wyp0/s1600-h/American+Gothic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuzXaYfpWnI/AAAAAAAAADY/JfxcJF7Wyp0/s400/American+Gothic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;American Gothic&lt;/i&gt; by Grant Wood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1930, Oil on beaverboard,                                    74.3 x 62.4 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artic.edu/artaccess/AA_Modern/pages/MOD_5.shtml#"&gt;The Art Institute of Chicago &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All right, if you tell me you have never seen this picture, or at least a reference to this picture... you either are lying are live in a shoe box. If you just haven't seen it, here's your chance. I present to you..... &lt;i&gt;American Gothic&lt;/i&gt;, enjoy as you will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Grant Wood seems like a pretty cool guy. He was a Regionalist,&amp;nbsp; who just concentrated on Midwestern subject matter, Iowa to be exact. Regionalism was a movement in the 1930's and 1940's and was started by a small group of people who wanted to depict rural life and ignore anything influenced by Europe. Now that you know what a Regionalist is, the next stop is figuring out just what the heck is meant by "American Gothic". Though it would be entertaining,&amp;nbsp; no "American Gothic" is not referring to a bunch of Americans wearing heavy eyeliner and dark clothes, sorry. American Gothic is actually a style of painting, Grant Wood just epitomized this style hence the name of the piece. In a very small nutshell, American Gothic simply refers to a style of American scence painting that is typified by more awkward and gaunt aspects. To put it simply, just take a look at Grant Wood's &lt;i&gt;American Gothic&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The house in the picture is mid-west gothic revival. Notice the little window at the top of the house, it is suppossed to make you think of a pointed arch in a old Gothic cathedral. That pretty much explains the Gothic part. Next, the people! I bet you all are thinking "Man, what is their deal?" Well, many believe that Wood was just showing the rural medwestern people as everyone thought they were. Rigid, strict, plain, and boring. Notice how the woman is looking away, it's because she is a woman. The picture is suppossed to represent a Puritan dad and his daughter, basically just showing Iowa as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A few fun facts. One, the guy who modeled for the picture was Grant Wood's dentist, the lady is Grant Wood's sister. Second, notice how the plants are wilting in the background on the porch? This symbolizes the lack of sexuality, not between the woman and man of course, but in the aspect of the daughter being protected by the father, therefore it's a big no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The reason I love this painting so much is not because I see it everywhere, mostly in a form of a paraody, but because it just is&lt;i&gt; so real&lt;/i&gt;. Regionalism is cool because the artists were committed to depicting life as it was. No fake smiles, no fake beautiful buildings, and no fake emotions- just life. I also love it because of the expressions on their faces. He is staring directly at you, and it kind of makes you uncomforable. She on the other hand seems to be preoccupied and a bit worried. I always wonder what is on her mind. I LOVE THAT. I love when artists can paint a simple face that fills you with questions. To me, that's good art. Art should inspire and more imporantly art should be questioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Grant Wood fills you with questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-1763898605488364323?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/1763898605488364323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/grant-wood-fills-you-with-questions.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/1763898605488364323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/1763898605488364323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/grant-wood-fills-you-with-questions.html' title='Grant Wood fills you with questions.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuzXaYfpWnI/AAAAAAAAADY/JfxcJF7Wyp0/s72-c/American+Gothic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-4525891883609166758</id><published>2009-10-30T16:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:53:02.739-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pierre-Auguste Renior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luncheon of the Boating Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Impressionism'/><title type='text'>Renior simply promotes the simplicity in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SutgXEoW_cI/AAAAAAAAADI/RY5_nw8ELyg/s1600-h/renoir.dejeuner-canotiers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SutgXEoW_cI/AAAAAAAAADI/RY5_nw8ELyg/s400/renoir.dejeuner-canotiers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Luncheon of the Boating Party &lt;/i&gt;by Pierre-Auguste Renior&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1881, Oil on canvas, 129.5 x 172.7 cm (51 x 68 in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phillipscollection.org/index.aspx"&gt;The Phillips Collection&lt;/a&gt;, Washington&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh Renior, everyone loves you. First and foremost, I love Renior because he always paints happy things. Children, puppies, dancing, parties- the whole lot. Secondly, I love Renior because it's fun to say his name. You can't help but feel sophisticated when you say Renior. Say his name with a glass of wine in your hand and you are on the rise to greatness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Luncheon of the Boating Party&lt;/i&gt; is so charming. There are a few great things to point out. One, everyone is looking at someone else; no two people are making eye contact. What to make of that? For me I look at as a visual metaphor for love. So many people are looking everywhere for love, looking everywhere to find the "one", but no one ever stops and thinks, "Who is looking at me?" &lt;i&gt;The Luncheon of the Boating Party&lt;/i&gt; shows this crowd of friends together, though everyone is in their own litte world. It's like a split second of individualism at it's finest- so clever. Second, Renior always paints people he knows and it just so happens that Gustave Caillebotte, the man who painted &lt;i&gt;Paris Street Rainy Day&lt;/i&gt;, is sitting in the lower right corner. The lady looking at the dog is Renior's wife, but wasn't when he painted this. This painting is just full of secrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Luncheon of the Boating Party&lt;/i&gt; is just typical Renior. Calm, happy, and sincere. What more could you ask for? Look at Renior's work when you want to take a breather from life and rest in the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Renior simply promotes the simplicity in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-4525891883609166758?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/4525891883609166758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/renior-simply-promotes-simplicity-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4525891883609166758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4525891883609166758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/renior-simply-promotes-simplicity-in.html' title='Renior simply promotes the simplicity in life.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SutgXEoW_cI/AAAAAAAAADI/RY5_nw8ELyg/s72-c/renoir.dejeuner-canotiers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-8101679026921438277</id><published>2009-10-26T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:52:23.396-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris Street Rainy Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gustave Caillebotte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Impressionism'/><title type='text'>Caillebotte captured precise moments flawlessly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuXsrj69SoI/AAAAAAAAADA/85zKHVZiktE/s1600-h/10158_591362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuXsrj69SoI/AAAAAAAAADA/85zKHVZiktE/s400/10158_591362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Paris Street Rainy Day&lt;/i&gt; by Gustave Caillebotte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1877, Oil on Canvas, 212.2 x 276.2 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artic.edu/artaccess/AA_Impressionist/pages/IMP_4.shtml"&gt;The Art Institute of Chicago&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I am currently stranded inside a Starbucks due to a severe thunderstorm and I thought of this picture. Caillebotte is considered an Impressionist, however tends to be overshadowed by well-known impressionists such as Monet, Cassatt, Degas, and Renior. He is most well-known for his dramatic and exaggerated use of perspective. Notice the building in the back, doesn't it seem a bit exaggerated? True, this isn't realistic and he is a bit off with the essence of the building plunging into depth, however unlike art critics, I love Caillebotte because of his experimentations with perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Paris Street Rainy Day&lt;/i&gt; is such a little gem. I mean, doesn't it just give you a good feeling? I also attribute it to Seattle and the beautiful rainy days.&amp;nbsp; I just love calm rainy days, the days that make you want to curl up next to the fire, get a cup of hot cocoa, and read your favorite book. Caillebotte's depiction is beautifully executed. I love the concept of a "snapshot" of time where everyone is still in time. I especially enjoy the people in the right hand side of the photo. They are quickly glancing to their right, however the viewer is unawre of what they are looking at. One can imagine they are briskly walking and have a destination in mind, they are not merely strolling along on a rainy day in Paris- they have a purpose. Also unqiue, is that the action of rain falling is not incorporated.&amp;nbsp; The only reason the viewer thinks of rain can be attributed to the umbrellas, wet ground, and title of the piece. Perhaps falling rain was too hard to paint, nevertheless I like the visual aspect of wet ground and umbrellas, it adds to the calmness and tranquility of the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's great to think that this photo captured about one second of time, though the image will last a lifetime. A bit inspiring too. Artists can turn everyday instances into great works of art, merely by choosing them. Makes me want to yell "Pick me, Pick me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Caillebotte captured precise moments flawlessly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-8101679026921438277?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/8101679026921438277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/caillebotte-captured-precise-moments.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8101679026921438277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8101679026921438277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/caillebotte-captured-precise-moments.html' title='Caillebotte captured precise moments flawlessly.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuXsrj69SoI/AAAAAAAAADA/85zKHVZiktE/s72-c/10158_591362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-7883602891602040293</id><published>2009-10-24T19:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:54:24.300-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelangelo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation of Adam'/><title type='text'>Michelangelo's life was creation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuO3a16DzkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hQ1MAY0WmzE/s1600-h/CreationofAdam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuO3a16DzkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hQ1MAY0WmzE/s400/CreationofAdam.jpg" width="431" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adliterate.com/archives/CreationofAdam.jpg"&gt;The Creation of Adam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Michelangeo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1511-12, Fresco,  480&amp;nbsp;cm&amp;nbsp;× 230&amp;nbsp;cm (189.0&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;× 90.6&amp;nbsp;in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mv.vatican.va/3_EN/pages/CSN/CSN_Volta.html"&gt;The Sistine Chapel&lt;/a&gt;, Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I realized I haven't featured anything earlier than the 1800's, so here were are, in the High Renaissance! I didn't conceptualize the depth of this picture, until I recently studied it. First and foremost, Michelangelo was one of the greatest artistic minds ever. He dominated sculpture and considered it to be his true passion. However when he was asked to paint the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, he agreed. Not many know about the struggle it was to paint it. Not only did Michelangelo have to wrestle with the insane size of the ceiling and height, but the ceiling was curved! On top of all that, Michelangelo wasn't even all that familiar with the fresco painting style. Frankly, he wasn't a fan of any painting style, he was a sculptor! Nevertheless, Michelangelo prevailed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even more spectacular is the fact that it only took him about four years to complete the entire ceiling. It has over 300 figures, with as much attention to detail as the image above. Can you imagine reaching upwards for a period of 4 years? Imagine the strain on his joints, neck, and back! What a trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay the &lt;i&gt;Creation of Adam&lt;/i&gt; has a lot of pretty cool features, so sit back and get ready to be amazed! I will number them for your reading pleasure and convenience. My recommendation is to open a new tab and click "&lt;i&gt;The Creation of Adam,&lt;/i&gt;" I made it a link directing you to a large version, this will help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Motion directs the entire composition. For example, your eye should first focus on God, the figure on the right. God's outstretched arm directs you to Adam followed by Adam's outstretched arm leading you to the child beneath God's arm. Which leads to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Some believe that the woman beneath God's arm is Eve, though others believe it to be Mary. The child next to the woman is considered by some to be Christ. This leads to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. If Michelangelo meant to depict Christ, than the whole right-left-right motion explained in #1 has pretty insane applications- God created Adam, Adam is responsible for the fall of mankind, Christ dies and gives all redemption. Right-Left-Right. Cool right!?!? But you know what is also cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Besides the whole insanely neat right-left-right motion thing, notice the position God and Adam are in. The concave of Adam's body fits perfectly into the convex of God's body. Michelangelo articulated EVERY detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, I hope I began to spark interest in the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. These kind of amazing implications can be applied to every stinkin' panel on that HUGE ceiling. Fun? YES! Go ahead, buy yourself a book. You deserve it. Addtionally, I hope I churned the butter in your "Michelangelo is out of this world" pot. Michelangelo truly was one of the great's. He was a master of many mediums, and the type of guy who was not only 100% dedicated to a work, it was his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Michelangelo's life &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-7883602891602040293?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/7883602891602040293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/michelangelos-life-was-creation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7883602891602040293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7883602891602040293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/michelangelos-life-was-creation.html' title='Michelangelo&apos;s life was creation.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuO3a16DzkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hQ1MAY0WmzE/s72-c/CreationofAdam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-4546790974852648160</id><published>2009-10-22T18:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:55:36.405-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeanne-Claude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wrapped Reichstag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie Leibovitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christo'/><title type='text'>Christo and Jeanne-Claude are effortless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuEAtWCyxoI/AAAAAAAAACo/vVMIN_dXSu4/s1600-h/wrapped_reichstag7248.jpeg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuEAtWCyxoI/AAAAAAAAACo/vVMIN_dXSu4/s400/wrapped_reichstag7248.jpeg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christojeanneclaude.net/wr.shtml"&gt;Wrapped Reichstag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Christo and Jeanne-Claude&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1971-75, Silver polypropylene fabric, Berlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, where do I even start with Christo and Jeanne-Claude? Well, they’re mostly known for wrapping things. And not just like Christmas presents, they are more into wrapping say… islands, trees, roman walls, and oh I don’t know…. the REICHSTAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glace it is easy to think that this is merely just a case of termites and the exterminator has arrived. However, this is the awe-producing splendor of Christo! He, along with is wife Jeanne-Claude, wrap huge things and who would of thought it would create such beauty. A fun fact, he and Jeanne-Claude were born on the same day and supposedly the same hour, how precious. Anyways, Christo is considered an environmental artist as he simply wraps things in their natural environment. His main goal is to be able to take beautiful things and make then seen in another way; this is the majestic quality of Christo! So many artists try and try again to create a painting, or a piece of work that is new, fresh, and innovative, meanwhile Christo and Jeanne-Claude are walking by with their polypropylene fabric in hand thinking, “If they only knew!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tie in my earlier post about Annie Leibovitz, remember how I said she creates images that truly describe the person? Take a look at her photograph of Christo….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuD-V5ITU5I/AAAAAAAAACg/GhOqpFhyI6E/s1600-h/AL-ChristoNYC1981-600_580x435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuD-V5ITU5I/AAAAAAAAACg/GhOqpFhyI6E/s400/AL-ChristoNYC1981-600_580x435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christo&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Annie_Leibovitz"&gt;Annie Leibovitz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you not be a fan of Annie!? She photographed Christo covered not only because of his work, but so that the viewer has to debate whether or not this is really Chrito. Oh Annie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum things up, Christo and Jeanne Claude are not only amazing because of their unique approach to creating art form, but they are simply a breath of fresh air for all those struggling artists out there. Through their work they are advocating simplicity, natural beauty, and tranquility all the while creating astoundment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christo and Jeanne-Claude are effortless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-4546790974852648160?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/4546790974852648160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/christo-and-jeanne-claude-are.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4546790974852648160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/4546790974852648160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/christo-and-jeanne-claude-are.html' title='Christo and Jeanne-Claude are effortless.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SuEAtWCyxoI/AAAAAAAAACo/vVMIN_dXSu4/s72-c/wrapped_reichstag7248.jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-2587166484855900407</id><published>2009-10-21T19:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:56:25.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Mouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Haring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crack is Wack'/><title type='text'>Keith Haring wasn't afraid to speak the truth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St-7tDHl1HI/AAAAAAAAACI/s8nTNC8f-24/s1600-h/p242_haringshow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St-7tDHl1HI/AAAAAAAAACI/s8nTNC8f-24/s400/p242_haringshow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Andy Mouse by &lt;a href="http://www.haring.com/cgi-bin/art_lrg.cgi?date=1985&amp;amp;genre=Painting&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;id=00453"&gt;Keith Haring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1985, Acrylic on Canvas, 60 x 60 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone knows who Keith Haring is, or at least you have seen his work. I mean shoot, it comes preloaded on a ton of cell phones these days as backgrounds.&amp;nbsp; But, Keith Haring is the guy that people should stop and think about once in a while. He was mostly a graffiti artist, though also associated with pop art. Plus, you know he was cool as he was friends with people like Madonna, Andy Warhol, and Jean-Michel Basquiat. That's like saying in present day that you hang out daily with Beyonce, Damien Hirst, and oh I don't know, Oprah- you're just THAT cool. Besides his social group, Keith was amazing. He was that guy who didn't care what the world thought of him, he didn't care what you thought about his personal choices, and he had a passion to advocate for important causes. He did in 1990, at age 31, from AIDs-related causes. He spent his last years of life raising money for AIDs reasearch and creating a visual language expressing love, hate, drugs, war, and sex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Mouse isn't a work that isn't a typical Haring work, but as soon as I saw it I fell in love. First of all it combines some of my favorite things; Andy Warhol, Micky Mouse, and Pop art. Haring did several works of Warhol, similar to this one and I think they are so clever. He took two iconic images and combined them into a style of his own- what a genius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St-8EmKTRtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6Gdrht8T3-A/s1600-h/crackiswack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St-8EmKTRtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6Gdrht8T3-A/s400/crackiswack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Crack is Wack by &lt;a href="http://www.haring.com/cgi-bin/art_lrg.cgi?date=1986&amp;amp;genre=Public%20Projects&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;id=00108"&gt;Keith Haring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1986, Mural, New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is more typical of Ketih's widely known style. This was a mural he did in NYC and I just love it. It has all of his classic symbols (by the way, if you are interested in symbolic meanings, Haring is great fun to research) and expresses a straight forward message. Keith wasn't afraid to be in your face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Keith Haring wasn't afraid to speak the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-2587166484855900407?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/2587166484855900407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/keith-haring-wasnt-afraid-to-speak.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/2587166484855900407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/2587166484855900407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/keith-haring-wasnt-afraid-to-speak.html' title='Keith Haring wasn&apos;t afraid to speak the truth.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St-7tDHl1HI/AAAAAAAAACI/s8nTNC8f-24/s72-c/p242_haringshow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-2367294279325981130</id><published>2009-10-20T18:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:03:25.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.M.W. Turner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain Steam and Speed- The Great Western Railway'/><title type='text'>Turner's possibilities were endless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St5kFYK5amI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gozbo4xA1nE/s1600-h/rss+turner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St5kFYK5amI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gozbo4xA1nE/s400/rss+turner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rain, Steam, and Speed- The Great Western Railway&lt;/i&gt; by J.M.W. Turner&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1844,&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Oil on canvas, 91 x 121.8 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nationalgallery.org.uk/paintings/joseph-mallord-william-turner-rain-steam-and-speed-the-great-western-railway"&gt;The National Gallery&lt;/a&gt;, London &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I understand that Turner doesn't appeal to many at first. Even I will admit that when I first saw this, I was not impressed with Turner. It seemed to me like a poorly done painting with little attention to detail. A lot of Turner's work has this same blurred look. Some of his paintings are hard to even tell what they are- the name is usually your only clue. But today I was studying early industrialization in my World History book and stumbled upon this image and realized I had been missing the essence to Tuner's work all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Industrialization was huge. Of course some hated the idea of industry and favored manual labor, but the majority viewed machinery as magic. When you could master a machine, or invent a new way to do something, you were heroic. My textbook said something like machinery displayed "the triumph of imagination over nature." J.M.W. Turner was an artist who admired this triumph as you can see by his work &lt;i&gt;Rain, Steam, and Speed- The Great American Railway&lt;/i&gt;. Those who favored mechanization viewed it as romantic. Let me explain, if you look at the painting it seems as if the locomotive has no end and is zooming at you with no clear lines or definition. Turner was inspired by industrialization and he made the locomotive and railway seem as if it was a part of nature. The clouds and steam become one as the landscape and railway combine elements. This is so beautiful to me. I would love to go back in time and be there during a time when people were discovering new ways to do things left and right. At this time, industry portrayed endless possibilities and I feel that Turner adequately portrays this excitement. One can merely imagine where the locomotive was going or what it carried, it was simply endless.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Turner's possibilities were endless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-2367294279325981130?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/2367294279325981130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/turners-possibilities-were-endless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/2367294279325981130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/2367294279325981130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/turners-possibilities-were-endless.html' title='Turner&apos;s possibilities were endless.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St5kFYK5amI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gozbo4xA1nE/s72-c/rss+turner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-76931734680651494</id><published>2009-10-19T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:58:42.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claes Oldernburg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sculpture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spoonbridge and Cherry'/><title type='text'>Claes is simply genius.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St0rZEtE_3I/AAAAAAAAABw/5ACcw5PvEKI/s1600-h/spoonbridge_and_cherry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St0rZEtE_3I/AAAAAAAAABw/5ACcw5PvEKI/s400/spoonbridge_and_cherry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spoonbridge and Cherry&lt;/i&gt; by Claes Oldenburg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stainless steel and aluminum painted with polyurethane enamel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;29 ft. 6 in. x 51 ft. 6 in. x 13 ft. 6 in. (9 x 15.7 x 4.1 m)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Commissioned in February 1985, installed in May 1988&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oldenburgvanbruggen.com/largescaleprojects/spoonbridge.htm"&gt;Minneapolis Sculpture Garden, Walker Art Center, Minneapolis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First of all, where have I been? Oh around, but I just started a new job that leaves me tired and without words to explain art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Claes Oldenburg is really friggin' cool. He creates these insane giant sculptures of things that normally wouldn't be huge giant sculptures. Take &lt;i&gt;Spoonbridge and Cherry&lt;/i&gt; for example. To some, this might just be plain stupid, who would put such a strange thing in a scultpure garden and call it art!? But to the rest of us, when we see this image we are filled with joyous emotions. First of all, it reminds us of ice cream, which brings about careless and simplier times. Second of all, it's just plain cool. Claes does things that we think would be a good idea, but would have no idea how to do it or where to put it. You can't say much about Oldenburg's work, other than there are just no reasons NOT to love it. He is a man with a child's heart who just wants to make things BIG and there is no harm in that. I challenge you to think of something ridiculous as a sculpture, then google Claes Oldenburg and tell me he didn't top your idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Claes is simply genius.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-76931734680651494?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/76931734680651494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/claus-is-simply-genius.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/76931734680651494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/76931734680651494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/claus-is-simply-genius.html' title='Claes is simply genius.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/St0rZEtE_3I/AAAAAAAAABw/5ACcw5PvEKI/s72-c/spoonbridge_and_cherry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-7783948173482377521</id><published>2009-10-16T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:59:25.016-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pablo Picasso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dove of Peace'/><title type='text'>The Dove of Peace passionatly urges you to break through.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/StkTgKvmhOI/AAAAAAAAABY/O9zZ55DdZGs/s1600-h/57262202219237111287_610w.jpeg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/StkTgKvmhOI/AAAAAAAAABY/O9zZ55DdZGs/s400/57262202219237111287_610w.jpeg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dove of Peace&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.picasso.fr/us/picasso_page_index.php"&gt;Pablo Picasso &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record, you can expect to see a lot more work by the artist's I put up during this first week, because they are all my favorites. Not many can deny Pablo Picasso's extreme contributions to the art world. I mean if you don't like his style of work from one decade, you are bound to fall in love with a style from another. His artwork went through cohesive progressions and when you study him extensively you start weave his life together through his work. This is one of the reasons I love him so much, Picasso provides a story not only through his work, but he created art for so long that it is so interesting going through his styles of progression and visualize his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;Dove of Peace&lt;/i&gt; is iconic and Picasso did numerous sketches, however it is this version that is my favorite. I love this piece so much that I have it tattooed on my body, but that is besides the point. I love all Picasso sketches, heck I love all artist's sketches. There is something so intriguing about an artists having hundreds and hundreds of different sketches of the same piece. Picasso began painting the dove as a call for restoration, a call for hope, and most importantly a call for peace. The dove has always been a symbol of peace, dating back to biblical times, however it was Picasso that presented this symbol at a time the world needed it most. Picasso's only form of expression was through his art and this dove enabled Picasso to make a statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many times we get caught up in life and forget about what's important. We get caught up in politics and find ourseleves debating the President's decisions more than debating why there are so much suffering in the world. Picasso didn't just paint this dove as something beautiful to look at, he painted it as a call to action. A call to stop and look at the world around you and not only notice unrest, but begin to visualize change. Peace is just around the corner, though at times we all stop a few steps before it- hesitant to break through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;Dove of Peace&lt;/i&gt; passionatly urges you to break through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-7783948173482377521?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/7783948173482377521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/dove-of-peace-passionatly-urges-you-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7783948173482377521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/7783948173482377521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/dove-of-peace-passionatly-urges-you-to.html' title='The Dove of Peace passionatly urges you to break through.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/StkTgKvmhOI/AAAAAAAAABY/O9zZ55DdZGs/s72-c/57262202219237111287_610w.jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-5369137315418469306</id><published>2009-10-15T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:00:36.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Lennon and Yoko Ono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie Leibovitz'/><title type='text'>Annie reflects the soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/StewD4-7nMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WvAt9QMFoAU/s1600-h/PGP+158.5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/StewD4-7nMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WvAt9QMFoAU/s400/PGP+158.5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;John Lennon and Yoko Ono&lt;/i&gt; by Annie Leibovitz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1980- &lt;a href="http://www.nationalgalleries.org/collection/online_search/4:324/result/0/42479"&gt;Color Photograph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;30.50 x 31.00 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture sincerely takes my breath away as it is a breath of fresh air- if that makes any sense. First and foremost, Annie Leibovitz is my all time favorite photographer. Looking at her work is as addicting as watching videos on YouTube; once I start I have to force myself to stop.What I love most about her, is her dedication to producing a honest photo. She doesn't simply talk on the phone with the person she is going to be shooting (no, not with a gun, though ironic for this post- I will tell you why in a second) and then go to their house and begin taking pictures, she gets to know the individual on a more personal level. I once read that before a shoot, Annie will research the person for weeks and reallly get to know who they truly are before she agrees to the photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her dedication pays off time and time again, take for example &lt;i&gt;John Lennon and Yoko Ono&lt;/i&gt;. I know this picture is shocking and to some even offensive, but it's important to understand the beauty of it. John and Yoko's love was unmistakably passionate and Annie wanted to capture this. By putting John in a type of position reminiscent of being in a womb, she portrayed John's passion and deep connection with Yoko. I believe all can on some level relate with the passion and intimacy of this photo, though I admit it wasn't until after I fell in love with my husband that I began to truly grasp the affection and emotion portrayed in this image. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belive this picture would be famous regardless of the simple fact that it was last picture taken of John Lennon. Just four hours after Annie captured this shot of intimacy and honesty, John Lennon was shot and killed. This image served as the cover of The Rolling Stones tribute issue to the awe-inspiring John Lennon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie captures moments that we see in our dreams. Annie captures emotions that we cannot express verbally. Annie reflects the soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-5369137315418469306?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/5369137315418469306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/annie-reflects-soul.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/5369137315418469306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/5369137315418469306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/annie-reflects-soul.html' title='Annie reflects the soul.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/StewD4-7nMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WvAt9QMFoAU/s72-c/PGP+158.5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-1983027149433533728</id><published>2009-10-14T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:01:37.123-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina&apos;s World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew Wyeth'/><title type='text'>Find hope in Christina's World.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/StZ2snvfjPI/AAAAAAAAABI/GF55OqmPKbA/s1600-h/christinas_world.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/StZ2snvfjPI/AAAAAAAAABI/GF55OqmPKbA/s400/christinas_world.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christina's World&lt;/i&gt; by Andrew Wyeth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1948- Tempera on gessoed panel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;81.9&amp;nbsp;cm&amp;nbsp;× 121.3&amp;nbsp;cm (32¼&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;× 47¾&amp;nbsp;in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moma.org/collection/browse_results.php?criteria=O%3AAD%3AE%3A6464&amp;amp;page_number=1&amp;amp;template_id=1&amp;amp;sort_order=1"&gt;Museum of Modern Art- New York City &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big Wyeth family fan.&amp;nbsp; I admire all the work that family has produced, however it is Andrew Wyeth that holds a special place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christina's World&lt;/i&gt; leaves me speechless. Think for a moment. What do you see when you look at this picture? What emotions does it make &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; feel? When I first started my passion for art, it took a while for me to break my habit of seeing a painting, reading the name, reading a small description, and moving on. But, I want this blog to enable people to see art in another way. To change their perspectives and truly dig beneath the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, this painting can be summed up into one word: &lt;b&gt;inspiration&lt;/b&gt;. Christina Olson, the woman depicted in the painting, was Wyeth's close friend and neighbor. She had polio and by age 26, she could barely walk. Her disability however never hindered her, she was a strong willed woman, perhaps you can tell by this picture. As Christina lies in a field with her house in view, one can only imagine her emotions. With her mangled limbs and fragile stature, Wyeth depicts Christina as &lt;b&gt;determined&lt;/b&gt; not weak. Everytime I see this picture I remember Christina Olson. When life gets hard, I look at &lt;i&gt;Christina's World&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; and reflect on a woman of &lt;b&gt;courage&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;strength&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;determination&lt;/b&gt;. That's what Wyeth wanted, that's who Christina was, and that's who I will strive to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find hope in &lt;i&gt;Christina's World&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-1983027149433533728?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/1983027149433533728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/find-hope-in-christinas-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/1983027149433533728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/1983027149433533728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/find-hope-in-christinas-world.html' title='Find hope in Christina&apos;s World.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/StZ2snvfjPI/AAAAAAAAABI/GF55OqmPKbA/s72-c/christinas_world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8527445053474022878.post-8479017326906874141</id><published>2009-10-13T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:18:23.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas, Inadvertently Art is here.</title><content type='html'>I am just a girl who has a passion for art history. I put a piece of art up every day, sometimes it is well known, sometimes it isn't, but most of the time it's inadvertently art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will choose pieces of art that&amp;nbsp; inspire me, pieces that motivate me, pieces that require attention.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that through this daily blog, others can find the time each day to see a piece of art and be inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this to be a breath of fresh air in your busy day, as I know it will be in mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting will begin tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8527445053474022878-8479017326906874141?l=inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/feeds/8479017326906874141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/alas-inadvertently-art-is-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8479017326906874141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8527445053474022878/posts/default/8479017326906874141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inadvertentlyart.blogspot.com/2009/10/alas-inadvertently-art-is-here.html' title='Alas, Inadvertently Art is here.'/><author><name>N.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374820523293848372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rvKBz67ltE/SsjqeqqLeBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7gzEyHsmxw/S220/SANY1784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
