David Hockney Rediscovering the Lost Techniques of the Old Masters

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In late 90’s David Hockney and Charles Falco developed an interesting theory which states that advances in realism in the history of Western art since the Renaissance were not results of the development of artistic technique and skills but primarily the result of optical aids such as the camera obscura, camera lucida, and curved mirrors. In 2001 Hockney published the book “Secret Knowledge: Rediscovering the lost techniques of the Old Masters” which is a extended form of his argument.

I had a opportunity to read the book while I was finishing my postgraduate studies in Barcelona, and I found it very impressive and for me it was certainly an “eye opener”. Here you can find and interview with David Hockney in 3 parts where he speaks about the book and his findings.

I hope it will impress you enough to go and find the book, since by my opinion his work is a “must read” for every realist painter.

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Women in art

Tina Newberry "Sitting duck"

Tina Newberry “Sitting duck”

Much has been said about women in art and still the topic just seems infinite. Personally I am not a fan of “women art” or “men art” or any other specific art, but recently I stumbled across three blogs speaking about, or better said showing art works made by women.

First is called Women painting women where you will find paintings of women done by women painters, followed by it`s sister blog Women drawing women, and for the end you can visit Women in the act of painting, a blog dedicated to paintings of women painting.

Sheila Pomeroy, "Woman`s room"

Sheila Pomeroy, “Woman`s room”

In all of the blogs you will find vast collection of works, some of great artists and so many of them still missing. We certainly will be tuned in for more

Enjoy your surfing!

Helen Masacz, "Nyanda"

Helen Masacz, “Nyanda”

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Magical world of color by Mee Shim

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I had the honor to briefly meet Mee in Barcelona some years ago but unfortunately the occasion didn’t let me speak with her beyond simple few words of introduction.

That same day I checked her work on her web page and since then she didn’t cease to amaze and inspire me with her magical paintings. Her beautiful and highly elaborated portraits and narrative paintings will reveal a amazing world of color and shade in some kind of dream world between east and west.

meeshimYou can see a lot of her work and find a lot of information on her web page http://meekyungshim.com/

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Amazing linocut prints by Sherrie York

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Personally, I have always considered linocut technique, like sort of “lower” form of art. Something the kids do in school and that main purpose of it is to keep kids busy and certainly not to hope for any more “noble” result coming out of it.

Well Sherrie York showed me how utterly wrong I was. Her prints are as amazing as any “noble” work of art. And the life and the air with which her works breathe would make even great master Hokusai take of his hat.

I am leaving you with few examples and you can enjoy many more of them on her web page http://www.sherrieyork.com

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Stevan Živadinović and his Hobo Lobo

It is not just that his name sounds Balkan enough to evoke some serious homesickness in me, but his web-comic Hobo Lobo is just wonderful.

It has everything a comic could wish for. Good story, great drawing and it is coming to us in pieces like in the old days when we couldn’t wait for next week to come and bring us new episode of our favourite comic.

Great work definitely worth seeing and we are anxiously waiting for more.

Read it and enjoy it on his webpage – http://hobolobo.net/

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Robert Crumb is coming to the Balkans

On the occasion of the 10th anniversary of International Comics Festival which will take place from 5th until the 9th of September in Belgrade-Serbia, Robert Crumb is going to give a press conference. Since this post is coming a bit late I owe you a apology, but you are still in time to pack your bags and ride your donkey for the capital of mother Serbia. There you can stoke Robert Crumb take photos of him dancing in one of Belgrades obscure turbo-folk clubs and catch him on the 5th of September in Studentski Centar to sign your copy of Freak Brothers.

For a teaser check some of his great drawings and the documentary I placed on the bottom of this post, and if you don’t know who the hell is Robert Crumb, just check his page on http://rcrumb.com/.

Bon voyage and good luck with that donkey!

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Edward Hopper-American in Madrid

If there is somebody who doesn’t know American painter Edward Hopper, he or she will for sure know his famous painting “Nighthawks”

MUSEO THYSSEN-BORNEMISZA in Madrid is organizing Hopper’s exhibition from 12th of June until 16th of September 2012 and Valencia Art Retreat is certainly going to see his excellent works live. If you are still in doubts whether to join or not I am offering you a short video which I found on YouTube, featuring Hopper’s work spiced up with excellent music of Benny Goodman and some quotes and a poems for good measure.

Enjoy and come to meet us in Madrid.

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The great wave

The Great Wave off Kanagawa is a famous woodblock print made by Japanese ukiyo-e painter and printmaker of the Edo period, Katsushika Hokusai(1760–May 10, 1849). He is best known by his work, Thirty-six Views of Mount Fuji (1826–33) which is both a response to a domestic travel boom and a part of a personal obsession with Mount Fuji. Certainly most famous print from this series is a so called Great Wave or simply The Wave which I am offering here to enyoj and I suggest you to visit this web page (http://www.katsushikahokusai.org/)  where you can find  a lot more work from this great master of Japanese art.

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Ten Bulls – Ten delightful wood prints

Sailing the web I came across this simple but delightful illustrations of ancient Zen poems. The bull represent self-awareness and Ten Bulls reflects on the stages of personal growth and discovery that we experience as we impart upon the journey of self-awareness.

The poems and wood prints were done by Chinese Zen master Kuòān Shīyuǎn in the 12th century and each picture is accompanied by commentary in prose and verse

I. The Search for the Bull

In the pasture of this world, I endlessly push aside the tall grasses in search of the bull.
Following unnamed rivers, lost upon the interpenetrating paths of distant mountains,
My strength failing and my vitality exhausted, I cannot find the bull.
I only hear the locusts chirring through the forest at night.

Comment: The bull never has been lost. What need is there to search? Only because of separation from my true nature, I fail to find him. In the confusion of the senses I lose even his tracks. Far from home, I see many crossroads, but which way is the right one I know not. Greed and fear, good and bad, entangle me.

II. Discovering the Footprints

Along the riverbank under the trees, I discover footprints! 
Even under the fragrant grass I see his prints. 
Deep in remote mountains they are found. 
These traces no more can be hidden than one’s nose, looking heavenward. 


Comment: Understanding the teaching, I see the footprints of the bull. Then I learn that, just as many utensils are made from one metal, so too are myriad entities made of the fabric of self. Unless I discriminate, how will I perceive the true from the untrue? Not yet having entered the gate, nevertheless I have discerned the path.

III. Perceiving the Bull

I hear the song of the nightingale. 
The sun is warm, the wind is mild, willows are green along the shore, 
Here no bull can hide! 
What artist can draw that massive head, those majestic horns? 

Comment: When one hears the voice, one can sense its source. As soon as the six senses merge, the gate is entered. Wherever one enters one sees the head of the bull! This unity is like salt in water, like color in dyestuff. The slightest thing is
not apart from self.

IV. Catching the Bull

I seize him with a terrific struggle. 
His great will and power are inexhaustible. 
He charges to the high plateau far above the cloud-mists, 
Or in an impenetrable ravine he stands. 

Comment: He dwelt in the forest a long time, but I caught him today! Infatuation for scenery interferes with his direction. Longing for sweeter grass, he wanders away. His mind still is stubborn and unbridled. If I wish him to submit, I must raise my whip.

V. Taming the Bull

The whip and rope are necessary, 
Else he might stray off down some dusty road. 
Being well trained, he becomes naturally gentle. 
Then, unfettered, he obeys his master. 

Comment: When one thought arises, another thought follows. When the first thought springs from enlightenment, all subsequent thoughts are true. Through delusion, one makes everything untrue. Delusion is not caused by objectivity; it is the result of subjectivity. Hold the nose-ring tight and do not allow even a doubt.

VI. Riding the Bull Home

Mounting the bull, slowly I return homeward. 
The voice of my flute intones through the evening. 
Measuring with hand-beats the pulsating harmony, I direct the endless rhythm. 
Whoever hears this melody will join me. 

Comment: This struggle is over; gain and loss are assimilated. I sing the song of the village woodsman, and play the tunes of the children. Astride the bull, I observe the clouds above. Onward I go, no matter who may wish to call me back.

VII. The Bull Transcended

Astride the bull, I reach home. 
I am serene. The bull too can rest. 
The dawn has come. In blissful repose, 
Within my thatched dwelling I have abandoned the whip and rope. 

Comment: All is one law, not two. We only make the bull a temporary subject. It is as the relation of rabbit and trap, of fish and net. It is as gold and dross, or the moon emerging from a cloud. One path of clear light travels on throughout endless time.

VIII. Both Bull and Self Transcended

Whip, rope, person, and bull — all merge in No-Thing. 
This heaven is so vast no message can stain it. 
How may a snowflake exist in a raging fire? 
Here are the footprints of the patriarchs.

Comment: Mediocrity is gone. Mind is clear of limitation. I seek no state of enlightenment. Neither do I remain where no enlightenment exists. Since I linger in neither condition, eyes cannot see me. If hundreds of birds strew my path with flowers, such praise would be meaningless.

IX. Reaching the Source

Too many steps have been taken returning to the root and the source. 
Better to have been blind and deaf from the beginning! 
Dwelling in one’s true abode, unconcerned with that without — 
The river flows tranquilly on and the flowers are red.

Comment: From the beginning, truth is clear. Poised in silence, I observe the forms of integration and disintegration. One who is not attached to “form” need not be “reformed.” The water is emerald, the mountain is indigo, and I see that which is creating and that which is destroying.

X. In the World

Barefooted and naked of breast, I mingle with the people of the world. 
My clothes are ragged and dust-laden, and I am ever blissful. 
I use no magic to extend my life; 
Now, before me, the dead trees become alive.

Comment: Inside my gate, a thousand sages do not know me. The beauty of my garden is invisible. Why should one search for the footprints of the patriarchs? I go to the market place with my wine bottle and return home with my staff. I visit the wineshop and the market, and everyone I look upon becomes enlightened.

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Manolo Fuster Monzó

Amazing works made with pen and ink by Valencias painter Manolo Fuster who died recently in Habana – Cuba where he lived and worked since year 2004. You can fin more information and works on http://www.manolofuster.com

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