many times i ask myself,
art?
what the fuck?
who the hell care?
you know.
most of the times when i paint,
i can't stop questioning myself,
why should i paint.
why should i express my feelings towards others.
who care about my feelings.
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Recently I've fall in love with a few painters.
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henri matisse
1869 – 1954
French artist
Fauvism - wild, daring on colors, rough.
totally touch my heart.
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milton avery
1885 – 1965
American modern painter
he is very much influence by fauvism and expressionism as well.
but way more modern and simplicity.
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david hockney
1937 - present
English painter and multi talented artist who contribute to pop art movement.
he adore swimming pool.
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paul gauguin
1848 – 1903
French Post-Impressionist artist
he is highly influential to picasso and henri matisse.
and he is friend of van gogh which both share same style and thoughts on suicidal.
self portrait
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well, most of the influential painters never receive
any positive critique, value and even fortune
before they passed away.
Even Van Gogh,
he only sold 1 painting during his lifetime.
imagine the respect and the money roll on his legacy and paintings
after he passed away.
it doesn't make sense.
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well now i would say art is a mix of life.
besides that, nothing else.
whatever come after that piece of art created,
it's all nonsense.
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