“Fairies”
Federica Nightingale (b. 1964) is an Italian collagist and poet.
What I love most about her works is the magic of it! As if she has transfered her poetry into images.
http://www.passionofart.com/FedericaNightingale/my_artworks#gal
“All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached by love.”
Baruch de Spinoza, (1632-1677), Jewish philosopher. His “Tractatus theologico-politico” defends freedom of thought and tolerance. German School. Herzogliche Bibliothek, Wolfenbuettel, Germany.
(Photo by Imagno/Getty Images) [Baruch de Spinoza, (1632-1677), JJuedischer Philosoph. Deutsche Schule. Wolfenbuettel, Germany]
Those who write about life, reflect about life. you see in others who you are.
Bernard Malamud
“Dreams” 1894 by Aubrey Beardsley (1872 – 1898)
“Poor Aubrey: I hope he will get all right. He brought a strangely new personality to English art, and was a master in his way of fantastic grace, and the charm of the unreal. His muse had moods of terrible laughter. Behind his grotesques there seemed to lurk some curious philosophy…”
— Oscar Wilde (The Complete Letters of Oscar Wilde)
I’m very representational some of the time, and a little all of the time. But when you’re painting out of your unconscious, figures are bound to emerge.
Jackson Pollock
Abstract Expressionism was an American art movement in New York City from the mid-1940s to mid-1950s, and was the first specifically American Art movement to establish worldwide influence. It demonstrated the energy and creativity of America in the post-World War II years, and was the first important school in American painting to establish its own aesthetic ideals of beauty, independent of European influence.
The act of painting was regarded as more significant than the finished products, as painters sought to express their subconscious through art.
Jackson Pollock, Willem de Kooning and Mark Rothko were among the most celebrated Abstract Expressionists, though their work varied greatly.
‘Unknown”
Jackson Pollock
“Woman and bicycle”Willem de Kooning
“Untitled, 1942″Mark Rothko
And what, Socrates, is the food of the soul? Surely, I said, knowledge is the food of the soul.
Plato
