Aurore Dupin did not behave as other women did. She liked to wander through the Parisian salons dressed like a man, smoking cigars and since her divorce, she had taken several lovers. When George Sand, the pen name by which she is best known, laid her eyes on pianist and composer Frédéric Chopin, she set out on a mission to possess him.
Not much is left from Claude Monet’s first wife, Camille Doncieux: just one photograph, official French documents and the paintings that have immortalized her. After her premature death at only 32 years old (it is unknown whether the reason was a malpracticed abortion or cervix cancer), the painter destroyed her family photographs and all the correspondence she had ever written or received. The surviving photograph had been taken in Amsterdam in 1871, and it was saved only because Monet did not know about its existence. Nothing else was left from the woman he had married in spite of his family’s disapproval; the woman that had given him two sons. According to the art historian Daniel Wildenstein, his second wife, Alice Hoschedé, consumed by jealousy, was the one to blame for the damnatio memoriae (condemnation of memory) that was imposed on Camille.
I thought about this one a lot. When so much has already been said, when almost every corner and detail of a subject has already been study so thoroughly as the life and work of Vincent van Gogh has been, is really hard to just start writing without thinking that whatever you’re about to say probably has been told a thousand times already and you don’t even know if the way you are going to tell it will be worth reading at all. As a result of these thoughts I found myself looking in doubt to the empty page for minutes at a time before closing it and giving up to the incapability of creating for another day. Days passed on like this and I was about to quit trying to write about Van Gogh.
I painted this portrait from a live model in 7 sessions of 3 hours each.
An accident, yes an accident led me to be where l am today. I was born with severe health complications so that the only places I went was the doctors office, hospital and home. The only thing take with me or get a hold of was paper and a pencil or pen, so naturally I started drawing.
Spanish painter Joaquín Sorolla y Bastida was born in Valencia in 1863, at the time in which Impressionism was starting to thrive in France. As his parents died from cholera when he was two years old, he was raised by his aunt and her husband. His uncle, a locksmith, wanted him to follow his profession, but Sorolla took on studies at the Saint Charles Royal Academy of Fine Arts of Valencia instead, where he met Impressionist painter Ignacio Pinazo, from whom he would take the influence of painting en plein air (outdoors).
I am 72 years old. I have a masters degree in Fine Arts with an emphasis on Sculpture. After bouncing around the world as a surfer and being a self employed cabinet maker, I returned to my first love, Sculpture. I have had a 30 year career as a sculptor. I displayed my sculpture at the Festival Of Arts in Laguna Beach. One year I displayed a sculptural waterwall. I was taken aback by the interest it received. It was chosen for purchase by the Festival Of Arts for it’s permanent collection. The next summer, it is an 8 week show every summer, I decided to show another water feature along with my sculpture. With a family to support and a public hungry for water features and “feng shui”, I was discovering this a viable way to earn a living as an artist.
I am a recently new stay at home mom. I had been a workaholic and am finally taking time off to recalibrate my life’s goals. I finally picked up drawing again after many years of hiatus (aka since pretty much high school, and that was decades ago). Work was rather hectic before and one day, in an effort to de-stress and I decided to open up the watercolor kit my wonderful husband bought for my birthday nearly 2 years prior.
Niluh Sudarti is an Indonesian female painter. Niluh feels strong connection between Art and Spiritualism. She believes that Art and Spiritualism are intersects with the existence of Love and Life.
There is joys and gratefulness she found on Art, therefore there is such no challenge other than simply enjoying the process. Art is like being in the moment, forever. Eternally.
I’m a social science student who loves art but lives in a country that does not care about artists, so I draw for my heart cause there is no money, fame or respect for a poor Artist in where I live.
There are lot’s of challenges that I have to face art supplies are very expensive and there isn’t even a good store or art class near where I live, so have to work part time jobs to pay for supplies and travel two hours and a half to find a store for what I need.
