Artist as rebel

There are no rules. That is how art is born, how breakthroughs happen. Go against the rules or ignore the rules. That is what invention is about.

~Helen Frankenthaler

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Orpheus

 "It's not accurate to say that the artist find his own theme. The theme matures in him as a result and begins to request to be expressed" ~Andrej Tarkovskij

 

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‘Orpheus’ dwelled with me for a very long time. Rilke’s poem; Orpheus, Eurydice, Hermes, is one of my favourites. How to give expression to ‘... but there in the distance, dark against the bright exit...’ 

that tragic moment, when, almost having reached the light and escape from the under world, Orpheus looks back...  

 ‘Orpheus’ mixed media on clay board, Olga Everaert

Entrance

Whoever you may be:  in the evening, leave

the shelter of your room where you know everything;

for your house stands at the edge of great distances—

whoever you may be.

With your eyes, so tired that they can

barely free themselves from the worn threshold,

you lift up with measured pace a single black tree

and place it before the empty skies—slender, alone.

And have made the world.  And it is vast

and like a word still ripening in the silences.

And as your will grasps its meaning,

your eyes tenderly relinquish it all. . .

Picasso’s thoughts on art

June 19, 2018

Picasso wrote with glittering illumination, “We all know that art is not truth. Art is a lie that makes us realize truth—at least the truth that is given us to understand. . . . People speak of naturalism’s being in opposition to modern painting. I would like to know if anyone has ever seen a natural work of art. Nature and art, being two different things, cannot be the same thing. Through art we express our conception of what nature is not. . . . The fact that for a long time Cubism has not been understood, and that even today there are people who cannot see anything in it, means nothing. I do not read English—an English book is a blank book to me. This does not mean that the English language does not exist, and why should I blame anybody but myself if I cannot understand what I know nothing about?”

*Interview given to a Spanish reporter and published in translation in The Arts, in New York, 1923

“In the old days, pictures advanced toward their completion by stages. Every day brought something new. A picture used to be a sum of additions. In my case, a picture is a sum of destructions. I make a picture—then I destroy it. . . . A picture is not thought out and settled beforehand. While it is being done, it changes as one’s thoughts change. And when it is finished, it still goes on changing, according to the state of mind of whoever is looking at it. . . . A picture lives only through the person who is looking at it. . . . There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterward, you can remove all the traces of reality; the danger is past in any case, because the idea of the object has left its ineffaceable mark. . . . Academic training in beauty is a sham. . . . When we love a woman, we don’t start measuring her limbs. . . . Everyone wants to understand art. Why not try to understand the song of birds? Why does one love the night, flowers, everything around one, without trying to understand them? But where art is concerned people [think they] must understand.”

*Interview published in the noted Cahiers d’Art, 1935