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~Sunnyside
Author: penwithlit
Freelance writer and radio presenter
A random survey of self-portraits created by women through the centuries
Catalan painter, graphic artist, and illustrator
Ángeles Santos Torroella (1911-2013)
1. Autorretrato, 1928 / Oil on canvas / Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofía, Madrid, Spain
2. Autorretrato, 1943 / I was unable to find further information
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She looks maybe a little confined by the role society expects of her?
I wonder what the story is behind her expression….
Is she bored? forlorn? disinterested? hopeless?
Maybe some music will help.
Thanks for Visiting 🙂
~Sunnyside
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the shape my thoughts take
Some great sketches here!
Pierre Bonnard taught me how to like the shape my thoughts take. Well, actually I already liked the shapes my thoughts took (at least some of the time) even before I had ever heard of Bonnard but using the great old painter’s name lends a tincture of authority to the claims that follow. Or at least I think it does…. (Do others love Bonnard as much as I do?) Does the general public love this man who drew like someone who is talking to himself?
If you like the shapes your thoughts take or are willing to let thoughts take what shape they will, then drawing becomes a very different game. You can go deeper and deeper into a subject, despite “mistakes,” adding more and more visual information or
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Caprice Bar, Mykonos, Greece
Totally amazing structure!
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Van Gogh and the Postman
A wonderful painting and so full of feeling.
“I’m now working on the portrait of a postman with his dark blue uniform with yellow. A head something like that of Socrates, almost no nose, a high forehead, bald pate, small grey eyes, high coloured full cheeks, a big beard, pepper and salt, big ears.” Vincent van Gogh
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“While Roulin isn’t exactly old enough to be like a father to me,” Van Gogh described to Theo in April 1889, “all the same he has silent solemnities and tendernesses for me like an old soldier would have for a young one. Always—but without a word—a certain something that seems to mean: we don’t know what will happen to us tomorrow, but think of me in any event. And that does one good when it comes from a man who is neither embittered…
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