"I have made a great discovery. I no longer believe in
anything. Objects don't exist for me except in so far as a rapport
exists between them or between them and myself. When one attains this
harmony, one reaches a sort of intellectual non-existence — what I can
only describe as a sense of peace, which makes everything possible and
right. Life then becomes a perpetual revelation. That is true poetry."
This is El Capitan (To-tock-ah-noo-lah), the giant granite monolith dominating the western end of Yosemite Valley. I liked how it looked almost cubistic, bathed in late October morning light against a clear blue sky. It is estimated that this rock is 100 million years old. Photographed in October 2023.
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Bright landscape of a narrow street in the suburbs of France in WPAP style. Bright colors convey the beauty and leisurely pace of local life.
Georgy Kurasov, Russian Cubist painter and sculptor
"Americans see Georgy Kurasov as a Russian artist, Russians as an American artist. Painters think he is a sculptor. Sculptors are sure he is a painter."
For #SciArtSeptember day 17: abstract, my cubist inspired portrait of mathematician Henri Poincaré. This print is about how art movements in art can be connected with contemporary math and physics (and other sciences). Specifically, the way Cubism breaks from a single favoured perspective or absolute frame of reference & attempts to break down subjects into
Today in Labor History September 7, 1911: French poet, playwright and novelist Guillaume Apollinaire was arrested for stealing the Mona Lisa from the Louvre Museum. They released him after a week. The crime had actually been committed by his former secretary. Apollinaire was one of the foremost poets of the early 20th century, as well as one of the most impassioned defenders of Cubism and a forefather of Surrealism. In fact, he was credited with coining both of these terms, the latter in1917, with respect to the ballet, Parade, with music by Erik Satie, libretto by Jean Cocteau, and costumes by Pablo Picasso. Apollinaire wrote one of the first Surrealist literary works, the play “The Breasts of Tiresias” (1917). He was admired during his lifetime by the young poets who later formed the nucleus of the Surrealist group (Breton, Aragon, Soupault). Apollinaire died during the Spanish flu pandemic of 1918.