... of the seven deadly sins, the eighth and most horrid is emotional blackmail ... whilst for this blogger, the only sacred thing is life itself
Friday, January 31, 2020
mermaids ... i will collect a few more, although in my first search i found many that were uninteresting, to me, at least ...
laters ... i had already visited mermaids ... and forgot ...
https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=7974631364621648458#editor/target=post;postID=1337540751879262671;onPublishedMenu=allposts;onClosedMenu=allposts;postNum=1;src=link
... to be continued ...
Wednesday, January 29, 2020
sir henry raeburn ... busy establishment portraitist ... but always pushing paint to its limits and testing the principles of composition
the costumes are often borderland bonkers ... the backgrounds looks a mess ... but then you look at the insouciant harmonies in the colours he's smudged into the trees ...
he always knew how to fit people in to the frame ...
crisp linear construction ... soft hazy smudge-edged brushwork
the powder from that wig ... how it lays like snow on his collar ... humour, and a painterly challenge ...
those trees are the worst kind of cheap gainsborough smudges ... but the way his face is bathed in the light reflected off her dress ...
raeburn didn't need to fiddle around with detail ... he seemed to go in for audacious brushmarks on a principle of "anything you can do, i can do cheaper" ...
his characters have poise and balance and a sense of humour
he married well and was proud of his missus ...
he could give a man his proper weight and "gravitas" ...
even when he was in mortal danger of tripping over a thistle
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Raeburn
of course, you don't need me to remind you that the prosperity of Raeburn's clientele was firmly founded in Britain's imperialist expansion and the ruthless exploitation of our military inferiors ... for instance ...
https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/459126
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