Weekend Edition 37

Henri Matissei

Woman with a hat, 1905 

The woman has the iron grip on her life. She is smart, but she has a calculative, cold mind. She is lonely. This was not always a case. She had full of events life. She was daffy. She was sensual, full of desire. But then a sad thing happened. It could be a love affair with a bad end. She ended up with a broken heart, alone, free of illusions, cynical.

Thomas Scheibitz

at Tanya Bonakdar Gallery

Schlact, 2003

This man is very social. He is funny. He is the center of any party. He stands out in the flock of people. He converses, jokes and very likable. But he is an actor. Inside he is very lonely, empty and sad man. The external joyfulness is the symptom of the ongoing internal battle to conquer the desert in the soul.

Jeremy Gilbert Rolfe

at Alexander Gray Associates (Frieze Art Fair New York 2012)

Dawn in any city, 2011

People make up the face of a city. They can brighten a gray, gloomy and depressing city. They can ruin a perfect town. People add colors to the buildings and streets. But as the number of people swells, you start feeling overwhelmed by the mobs. You feel like a sand grain in the sea - isolated and insignificant. You feel very lonely and crowded at the same time. That's why you are trying to escape : behind a newspaper, into the headphones or onto the internet.

When I finished writing about this work, I have realized that I already have a post about it. So for those who are interested here the link to the same artwork.

Weekend edition 9

Theo van Doesburg

Contra Compositie

This is over-analysis. Everything is analysed and put into a frame. There are no dynamics, movement. The static picture is much easier to analyse and catalog. There is no joy left. It is dead(the frames are black). After you analyse everything, you left alone because you are too boring, too predictable and can't cope with a change(dark blue pass at the left). Anything that you can't process, you shut out. But it is out there(white rays between black and blue).

Weekend Edition 8

Camille Pissarro

The Boulevard Montmartre at Night

The night. It's time for entertainment. There are so many welcoming lights trying to seduce you, to pull you in. But there are too many lights. You are going from one light to another. The next light looks prettier than the previous. It's too many choices. You can't pick, because you are afraid to make a mistake. You are ready to pick a light but what if the best ever light comes along? Eventually you didn't go anywhere, trying to find the best place. It leaves you dark, empty and lonely.