My new hero!
So today I went to the Musee d’Orsay in Paris with my sister (whom is also an artist) to see some beautiful Art Nude. What I saw really amazed me, I saw works from absolute masters from many years ago. These men and women could really really really paint! Unlike a lot of wannabe artists from today whom have to explain their work (I always think if it needs an explanation, is the art lacking skills? I wouldn’t dare say yes it does…or would I! If I need to explain one of my artworks, I’ve messed up, end of story. Because art is subjective, it’s up to my audience to come up with what they think I was thinking at the time, not me. I bring the beauty (or mess) and they come up with the explanation)). As we were strolling through this massive treasure, I remembered that on the Eurostar over I had seen a video of a woman walking gracefully through the small room barefooted and sporting a golden dress, sat down and opened her legs to reveal her own version of the origin of the world and a lot of people applauded (I would have too, had I been there) but those sensitive souls made the powers that be, remove the painting. Though to my surprise and absolute YES MAN moment, I read that the director of the museum told the woman at the police station that had she come to him, he would have allowed her to perform (part of the rebellious attitude that resides in all French people).
Anyway, the painting that I had heard so much about and that is (or was) one of the most important piece of the gallery (amongst the 4 parts of the world represented by 4 women of different looks representing Europe, Asia, Africa, America) in my opinion, had been moved to the artist (Gustave Courbet) birth place… OR DID IT!?!
As I walked around the corner on the ground floor to the right, here it was, in all it’s glory! I was drawn to it, then I ended up staring at it for a while, overhearing some opinions over my shoulder. I couldn’t move, I was thinking about what he had been thinking when he painted her, what he was talking to her about while he painted her, the subtle green colours he (and many others) used in their skin tones, the pubic hair as a Bold statement (pun intended) and how brave this man was in that time to have painted such a beautiful and controversial canvas.
Everything I saw after that painting was second best. He didn’t need to explain anything, the skills, subject and everything else involved in this painting was a big enough catalyst for me to provide my own explanation.
What struck me too, was the fact that such a controversial piece get its own wall, and its own room, the other paintings there were just a mere decoration, in my opinion. It instantly gave me hope for my own career, as I embark in a beautiful and controversial subject.
Thank you Gus!