To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ The Bedroom By Pieter De Hooch Inevitably, it is impossible to look at Dutch masters and not comment on their ability to capture light, and ever so subtly guide us into their...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ Nanny and Child By Eva Gonzales I love the combination of pink and grey, and was first drawn to this painting because of the colors, and the expresson on the womans face, which...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ View of the Cloaca Maxima, Rome By Christoffer Wilhelm Eckersberg The Maxima Cloaca is Italian for greatest sewer, not a very romantic title or subject for a painting, and not...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ Masked Ball at the Opera By Edouard Manet Would this not be the perfect way to ring out the old year? Ah the opera with jesters and all of those shiny top hats,...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ Skating in Central Park By Agnes Tait Leave it to a true New Yorker to so perfectly capture Central Park, teaming with festive merry makers. Skating in Central Park is perhaps Tait’s most...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ The Gleaners by Jean-Francois Millet “And Ruth the Moabite said to Naomi, ‘Let me go to the fields and pick up the leftover grain behind anyone in whose eyes I find favor.’ Naomi said to...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ Shtetl Music and Klezmer at Night by Alexander Kanchick I am sorry that the quality of my photography is so terribly lacking, in capturing Mr. Kanchick’s work, as I find it truly...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ Reading by Edouard Manet She looks rather uncomfortable, as her son reads to her; I wonder why? Art can never exist without naked beauty displaced. ~ William Blake ~...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ The Music by Henri Matisse I find them intriguing. I wonder who they are looking at? Is there an audience for the guitarist, or is she playing for the woman at...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ The Tower of Babel by Pieter Bruegel A reminder of Babylon’s past; for those who continue to engage in Mesopotamia. Art can never exist without naked beauty displaced. ~ William...
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