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Art of the Night

Two Tahitian Women, by Paul Gauguin (1899)

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1 Chyll Will   ~  Mar 5, 2010 9:45 pm

I like where this joke is going already! >;)

2 The Hawk   ~  Mar 5, 2010 10:22 pm

He was one of "those guys" but man he was a great artist.

3 Mr. OK Jazz TOKYO   ~  Mar 6, 2010 12:15 am

[1][2] Hmmm..I don't get either of those comments but what the hay, beautiful painting..

Love all the art posts, though of course the Hank Mobley below is more my thing :)

4 RIYank   ~  Mar 6, 2010 8:20 am

I guess I'm with Mr. OK Jazz on this one. What's "those guys"? Gaugin was kind of an asshole, I know that. Love his paintings anyway. (Cf. Michael Jackson, Woody Allen...)

5 weeping for brunnhilde   ~  Mar 6, 2010 8:45 am

[4] I didn't know Michael Jackson and Woody Allen were painters!
(Sorry, couldn't resist.)

6 The Hawk   ~  Mar 6, 2010 10:26 am

He wasn't kind of an asshole, he was a world-class (literally or as literally as it gets) asshole.

This is often the case with artistes (hence "those guys"), so it's usually required you compartmentalize if you happen to learn about their douchebaggery. But in Gauguin's case it's often difficult because some of the work - and most of his most famous stuff - is a very clear reminder of his shenanigans.

7 RIYank   ~  Mar 6, 2010 1:32 pm

[6] Okay, got it
Well, some of Woody's best work is also a reminder of his assholism.

[7] You have to cf. them more loosely, Lieutenant Literal. Some paint with oils, some with note and chords, and some with light itself. (And some with a cut fastball.)

8 The Hawk   ~  Mar 6, 2010 2:12 pm

[7] Too true of Woody Allen. It's kind of uncomfortable sometimes. With painting at least there are no words, there's the distance of time passed in most cases, and of course usually you're not looking at the artist himself.

9 Mr. OK Jazz TOKYO   ~  Mar 6, 2010 7:06 pm

[6] Ah, got it. Yes, it can be difficult..listening to a sublime Miles Davis solo, the depth and beauty of his playing..hard to reconcile that a man who could do THAT, would then go home and beat up his girlfriend..

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