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Love in the time of art

16 June 2007 @ 10:27 a.m.

They call art an investment, I call art an obsession.

Perhaps it was the manner of connossieurs and art crazes that drawn me into its essences of elegance of brush strokes, or dive into the historic roots of each story.

Renaissance/Baroque art have always been my favorite, it wasn't the detailed realism, or dramatic lighting that entrap me into such kingdom of grandeur, but the vivacity, love/passion from the artist, and the roughness of brushes (yet the amazing detail).

Love in art was like Botticelli's Venus and Mars; Jan Vermeer's Girl with Pearl Earrings, even to imperial art beyond propaganda boundaries, for instance Jean-Louis David's Coronation of Napoleon.

(When Napoleon remarked that this piece is beyond art).

And a little refute on appreciating the beauty of Xu Beihong's Portrait of Lady:

That painting is possibly of great value because of its rarity, especially after Xu's death, and as a symbol of patrotism, when Xu volunteered to paint portraits of famous individuals to raise money for Chinese's defense against Japan.

On the painting itself, the brushes are painted in deep red, perhaps of Chinese traditions on luck, and highlights the elegance of Miss Jenny. Jenny is seated calmly and serenely on a chair, as if gazing warmly to the viewers.

 

 

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