Looking at an oil painting
yesterday the wife and I went to a small art exhibition. One of the paintings caught my eye but no where near enough to buy. The water looked so real everything about it was good. Even the amount of murkiness allowing you to see the stones on the bed of the stream. The stones were so real.
walking up quite close and with my glasses on, it was just dabs of paint. The different from stranding back and admiring to a close up look was so very different. macafee2 |
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Did it include used masks, nappies, plastic wrappers and shopping trolleys? |
It's all about perspective. The artist has different perspective than mere ordinary mortals bless 'em. Some call it second vision. Whatever, it never fails to take your breath away.
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The different from stranding back and admiring to a close up look was so very different.
macafee2[/QUOTE] Bit like my tourer :D |
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That's odd. I had a similar experience as a youth. Sometime well before meeting Celia I hasten to add.
It was in a darkened Hammersmith Palais and the band was the Joe Loss Orchestra playing a Matt Munro number. The number was: 'There could never be a portrait of my love'. The dimmed and swirling lights were romantically flashing around the walls. After the number finished and the lights went up, this perspective thing happened. I felt mysteriously compelled to escort the young lady back to her seat and thanked her for the pleasure of her company. |
It's the paintings with the eyes that follow you around the room that give me the heeby jeebies!:eek: At a hotel in Scotland, my three year old grandson recently said that the lady in the painting talked to him!:shrug:
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