tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417751.post5377824355903782967..comments2024-01-22T18:22:29.391-08:00Comments on hedera's corner: Van Gogh, Gauguin, Cézanne and Beyondhederahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01696592301686568456noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417751.post-82362867167276194892010-12-11T19:55:16.881-08:002010-12-11T19:55:16.881-08:00"The elegance and sensuality of clothing"..."The elegance and sensuality of clothing" I would add potential to your quite appealing statement, Curtis. I agree that those are the two potentialities that are frequently absent in most of the clothing I see. And I have to agree that less is certainly not more even as regards sensuality.<br /><br />Thoroughly enjoyed this piece, hedera. I had fun imagining what you saw.<br /><br />Anonymous DavidAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417751.post-50750379121956783602010-12-11T06:53:09.852-08:002010-12-11T06:53:09.852-08:00I've come more and more to think that perhaps ...I've come more and more to think that perhaps we don't (or won't need to) see artworks in real space, given the increasingly accurate representations of them we're getting. But there are always exceptional instances. This is probably much more true of musical performance (as Glenn Gould believed), than of plastic form art.<br /><br />I remember seeing the Matisse/Picasso show at the Kimbell in Fort Worth in the mid-1990's, which absolutely blew me away--huge awesome works which could never be adequately represented by any "media." The other was the Pollock show at the Tate when we were last in London--the intensity and weirdness of his color palette--qualities I can't imagine being reproduced with any fidelity. Also, there, there's a huge Pre-Raphaelite painting of one of those gorgeous nature nymphs, lying in a rich green pool of water in an obscure forest, which they've hung way up near the ceiling, so she floats up there, like some apparition in a dream.<br /><br />If you want a sense of my fascination, check out the movie version of A.S. Byatt's Possession. (I didn't finish the novel, but the movie's good all by itself.) It's too bad that we don't want our women completely "dressed up" anymore. Now, everyone is supposed to be less and less attired, for whatever reason. The elegance and sensuality of clothing--we just don't have that pleasure. Velvet. Seersucker. Gabardine. Wool. It was all very "heavy" and so forth, but dressing up...Curtis Favillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06213075853354387634noreply@blogger.com