¿Por qué no se meten con otra cosa y dejan la religión en paz? En vez de tanta diversidad, un poco más de respeto.
So son tan ateos y tan tolerantes…
#poem, #prose, ¡Arriba con la filosofía! – Up With Philosophy!
HAY QUE BUSCAR LA FILOSOFÍA DEL ARTE EN LA VIDA
Si vives simplemente porque respiras te estás perdiendo la mitad de la vida, y digo la mitad, pero puede ser mucho más. Ciertamente te perderás la mejor parte. Si eres artista, digamos pintor, escultor, poeta, bailarín, coreógrafo, músico, compositor, actor, escritor o practicas cualquier combinación de estas, las bellas artes, eres un ser espectacular. Diría yo, un autentico fenómeno porque haces lo que otros ni sueñan. Pero el artista sabe, instintivamente, que el arte no es solo para decorar o para recrear la vista. El artista reconoce que una obra de arte tiene que ir acompañada de una filosofía que le de valor, trascendencia y espíritu. Entonces podemos decir que el artista es una especie de filosofo que transmite sus ideas visualmente, como los compositores y los músicos lo hacen con la música que componen y que tocan. El artista entonces se nutre de lo que tiene dentro, lo que cultiva con pensamientos y aprendizajes y no en lo que le rodea, o sea lo externo. Epícteto tiene razón.
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ONE MUST HAVE A PHILOSOPHY OF ART IN LIFE
If you live simply because you are breathing, you are missing half of life. I say half, but it probably is much more and I guarantee you will miss the best parts. If you are an artist, let’s say a painter, sculptor, poet, dancer, choreographer, musician, composer, actor, or practice any combination of these, the fine arts, you are a spectacular being. I would say, a true phenomenon because you do what others don’t even dream of. But the artist knows, instinctively, that art is not just for decoration or to create a pretty picture to please the eye. The artist recognizes that a work of art has to be accompanied by a philosophy that gives it value, transcendence, and spirit. So we can say that the artist is a kind of philosopher who visually transmits his ideas, like composers and musicians do with the music they compose and play. The artist, in so doing, nourishes himself with what he has cultivated inside, what his thoughts and learning have provided. Not with what surrounds him, possessions and other things external. Epictetus is right one hundred percent.
GRACIAS – CHEERS
#art, Page 2: My Useless Artists Top 10, part 2
4) Romero Britto. Well Britto should take up a lot, if not most, of the slots in my ranking of my worst ten artists (my opinion). Really I should not even include him as an artist, because he is not. He is a mystery. I cannot understand why or who would purchase one of his atrocities. He stands next to the great bad ones like Miró and Kahlo. Yet those were simply bad artists, Britto is not an artist. And if you search, you find nothing about hi, He says he never studied art, and that is quite evident when you see his «works» which resemble a kindergartner’s colouring book. I will let you be the judge.
There really is no reason to put any more as they are all the same.
5) Jean-Michel Basquiat. The «enfant terrible» of the 1980’s. The boy-man who wanted to become famous and rich, and who managed it. I must say that I do respect him a bit more than most of the others, but I still consider him a terrible artist. His mother trained him in the arts and he profited from it, to a certain extent. He was a «graffiti artist» for a while, an abstract musician, a painter, a bohemian, a bum on the streets, and a spoiled brat who did not know how to live and ended up the way he did. Suicide by overdose of drugs. His works are uninspiring and quite cliché, boring to the max and do not, nor have they ever proffered anything to art history. The fact that he was always around the «greats» of his time contributed to his posthumous success. As to the value of his works, well, that is a mystery just like with Britto.
6) Damien Hirst. If anyone can be called a non-artist (besides the ones I have already mentioned) is Mr. Hirst. He thought he had invented the circles of colour, he put a shark in formaldehyde (which he did not mix well and the shark began to rot and had to be replaced) and he made a skull with diamonds who no one bought and who was secretly purchased by a group which included himself… He does not know anything about painting, drawing, well, nothing about art at all. Well, if I could put all the «artists» I have mentioned as number one on my list, I would.
CHEERS
#art, My Useless Artists Ranking Top Ten: Part 1
1) Frida Kahlo. Mediocre, did not know how to draw or paint. At best a naïve artist, but hardly even there. It is hard for me to even call her a bad artist, because I tremble to use the word «artist» when referring to her. However, since her death they have converted her into the «queen of merchandising».
Need I say more about this supposed artist that never added anything to art history? (Sorry if you are a fan. I am hot here to discourage you. This is simply my opinion).
2) Joan Miró. Boring to the extreme. He never experimented, he never searched. He did not even mix colours. What for? Buy the tubes, they already come mixed and then «create» a series of paintings using simply the colours (primary ones) as they come out of the tube. Finish series in ten minutes. If his family had not opened the Joan Miró foundation where would all those canvases be? I suspect collecting dust in some attic or basement. However, I do believe he was a smashing good sort of chap.
3 A + B) (A)Yoko Ono. If she had not married John Lennon (who she did her best to seduce back in the late 1960’s), nobody would have ever heard of her. And that would have been hunky dory. The only thing she does worse than art is singing, composing and performing. Cannot say anything else about this woman, except that she may actually also be Yayoi Kusama, there is a likeness, no? That allows me to segway to #3 (B), Yayoi Kusama. Great curtain designs for the home of a blind man…
Let me be clear on this very important point. I am judging only the art that these artists have brought to the world. I do not know these people personally therefore I make no judgements on their personality, lifestyle or anything like that. It is nothing personal. If you are a fan of any of these or of any of the ones in the forthcoming part 2, I am so sorry, but this is my opinion based upon a lifetime of study in art and art history. And I also base these opinions on common sense and good taste.
CHEERS
#music, #poem, «Lisztomania»
Liszt fever! This is how they described the madness of his followers, and how they related to Liszt during his performances. Does «Beatlemania» sound familiar? Well, the mania started back in the XIXth Century with this phenomenal pianist, Franz Liszt. The fist time this mania occurred was during a concert he gave in Berlin (1841). Then a few years later (1844) Heinrich Heine* coined the phrase after analysing Liszt’s concert season in Paris. Lisztomania was characterised by the intense levels of histeria demonstrated by his followers.
MANIA + MUSIC = MUSICMANIA
Music is a blissful angel that flies through particles of air
on tiny beads of sweat,
and rests upon the echoes of your laughter,
or upon the blinking of your large green eyes.
Music roars in harmony with the loudest thunder,
keeps rhythm with the tiny drops of rain,
that accumulate on rooftops,
discordant with uncontrolled
wild movements…
Music stares but does not look,
and bends until you break.
Breathing starts and breathing stops,
while blood,
that rushes madly to the brain,
contemplates sanity but quickly gives up
as I throw logic out the window
with the white keys of my piano
and the E string of my
Fender bass.
C.2024, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 23 JUL 2024, Izmir, Turkey
* Christian Johann Heinrich Heine, one of the most famous and recognised German poet and essayist of the XIXth Century. He is considered the last of the poets of Romanticism, and the poet who ended the style. He would conjure up the full spectrum of romanticism only to destroy it.
#poem, #prose, #art, FEATURES by VALENCIARTIST Wants You!
FEATURES by VALENCIARTIST is cordially inviting you, yes you, to be one of our protagonists in this ongoing series. If you are a writer, poet, artist, or in any way engaged in the fine arts, you are welcome and we would love to have you participate. This is a way of getting to know our friends and creative folk that populate our blogging world and beyond.
But you might be asking yourself, «but how?» I will tell you. All you have to do is reply with your email address and we will email to you the requirements and info. Easy, right?
So, do you like the idea? We would love to hear from you.
CHEERS
#music, #poem, «Lisztomania»
Liszt fever! This is how they described the madness of his followers, and how they related to Liszt during his performances. Does «Beatlemania» sound familiar? Well, the mania started back in the XIXth Century with this phenomenal pianist, Franz Liszt. The fist time this mania occurred was during a concert he gave in Berlin (1841). Then a few years later (1844) Heinrich Heine* coined the phrase after analysing Liszt’s concert season in Paris. Lisztomania was characterised by the intense levels of histeria demonstrated by his followers.
MANIA + MUSIC = MUSICMANIA
Music is a blissful angel that flies through particles of air
on tiny beads of sweat,
and rests upon the echoes of your laughter,
or upon the blinking of your large green eyes.
Music roars in harmony with the loudest thunder,
keeps rhythm with the tiny drops of rain,
that accumulate on rooftops,
discordant with uncontrolled
wild movements…
Music stares but does not look,
and bends until you break.
Breathing starts and breathing stops,
while blood,
that rushes madly to the brain,
contemplates sanity but quickly gives up
as I throw logic out the window
with the white keys of my piano
and the E string of my
Fender bass.
C.2024, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 23 JUL 2024, Izmir, Turkey
* Christian Johann Heinrich Heine, one of the most famous and recognised German poet and essayist of the XIXth Century. He is considered the last of the poets of Romanticism, and the poet who ended the style. He would conjure up the full spectrum of romanticism only to destroy it.
#art, My Useless Artists Ranking Top Ten: Part 1
1) Frida Kahlo. Mediocre, did not know how to draw or paint. At best a naïve artist, but hardly even there. It is hard for me to even call her a bad artist, because I tremble to use the word «artist» when referring to her. However, since her death they have converted her into the «queen of merchandising».
Need I say more about this supposed artist that never added anything to art history? (Sorry if you are a fan. I am hot here to discourage you. This is simply my opinion).
2) Joan Miró. Boring to the extreme. He never experimented, he never searched. He did not even mix colours. What for? Buy the tubes, they already come mixed and then «create» a series of paintings using simply the colours (primary ones) as they come out of the tube. Finish series in ten minutes. If his family had not opened the Joan Miró foundation where would all those canvases be? I suspect collecting dust in some attic or basement. However, I do believe he was a smashing good sort of chap.
3 A + B) (A)Yoko Ono. If she had not married John Lennon (who she did her best to seduce back in the late 1960’s), nobody would have ever heard of her. And that would have been hunky dory. The only thing she does worse than art is singing, composing and performing. Cannot say anything else about this woman, except that she may actually also be Yayoi Kusama, there is a likeness, no? That allows me to segway to #3 (B), Yayoi Kusama. Great curtain designs for the home of a blind man…
Let me be clear on this very important point. I am judging only the art that these artists have brought to the world. I do not know these people personally therefore I make no judgements on their personality, lifestyle or anything like that. It is nothing personal. If you are a fan of any of these or of any of the ones in the forthcoming part 2, I am so sorry, but this is my opinion based upon a lifetime of study in art and art history. And I also base these opinions on common sense and good taste.
CHEERS
#art, #paintings, BODO: El arte es poesía visual – BODO: Art is Visual Poetry
Este es el mas nuevo de mis trabajos de este verano en Turquía. Y como lo veis no está del todo terminado pues le faltan los toques magistrales que le tengo que dar. Lo comencé aquí mismo durante el verano del 2022 y como en el 2023 no vine a mi estudio de verano en Turquía, el cuadro, ya bien comenzado, se quedó esperándome. Ahora, durante el mes de julio de 2024, lo he terminado. El cuadro os contará la historia del grupo musical que ancla la composición a la poesía surrealista, mientras que sus colores y formas ejemplifican los postulados del expresionismo. Por ende el cuadro es surreal-expresionista. Naturalmente su poema y su filosofía reflejan no lo que he visto si no lo que me imagine. No la supuesta «realidad» del momento, la realidad interna después de yo haber deglutido la presentación de este grupo jazz que un dia llegue a ver aquí en Turquía. Así es es expresionismo y el surrealismo es simplemente las andanzas de mi imaginación.
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This is the newest of my works from this summer in Turkey. As you can see, it’s not entirely finished as it lacks the masterful touches I still need to give it. I started it right here during the summer of 2022, and since I didn’t come to my summer studio in Turkey in 2023, the painting, already well underway, stayed waiting for me. Now, during the month of July 2024, I have finished it. The painting will tell you the story of the musical group that anchors the composition to surrealist poetry, while its colours and forms exemplify the postulates of expressionism. Therefore, the painting is surreal-expressionist. Naturally, its poem and philosophy reflect, not what I have seen but, what I have imagined. Not the supposed «reality» of the moment, but the inner reality I envisioned after I had digested the concert of this jazz group that I once saw here in Turkey. That is what expressionism is, the inner view, and surrealism is simply the wanderings of my imagination.
GRACIAS – CHEERS
#music, #poem, «Lisztomania»
Liszt fever! This is how they described the madness of his followers, and how they related to Liszt during his performances. Does «Beatlemania» sound familiar? Well, the mania started back in the XIXth Century with this phenomenal pianist, Franz Liszt. The fist time this mania occurred was during a concert he gave in Berlin (1841). Then a few years later (1844) Heinrich Heine* coined the phrase after analysing Liszt’s concert season in Paris. Lisztomania was characterised by the intense levels of histeria demonstrated by his followers.
MANIA + MUSIC = MUSICMANIA
Music is a blissful angel that flies through particles of air
on tiny beads of sweat,
and rests upon the echoes of your laughter,
or upon the blinking of your large green eyes.
Music roars in harmony with the loudest thunder,
keeps rhythm with the tiny drops of rain,
that accumulate on rooftops,
discordant with uncontrolled
wild movements…
Music stares but does not look,
and bends until you break.
Breathing starts and breathing stops,
while blood,
that rushes madly to the brain,
contemplates sanity but quickly gives up
as I throw logic out the window
with the white keys of my piano
and the E string of my
Fender bass.
C.2024, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 23 JUL 2024, Izmir, Turkey
* Christian Johann Heinrich Heine, one of the most famous and recognised German poet and essayist of the XIXth Century. He is considered the last of the poets of Romanticism, and the poet who ended the style. He would conjure up the full spectrum of romanticism only to destroy it.
