so many people reblogging The Guardian
basically 500+ new notes in a matter of a couple of days, what’s going on on Tumblr
“Can you keep a secret? I’m trying to organize a prison break. I’m looking for, like, an accomplice. We have to first get out of this bar. Then the hotel, then the city, and then the country. Are you in or you out?” – Lost in Translation (2003)
Early release of one of the new paintings for my cinema-inspired solo show, which opens June 7th at Bottleneck Gallery!
Wow, beautiful! I loved this movie.
Nicola Samori (b. 1977). Italian.
Nicola Samori is fucking incredible. He works out of Italy, and he’s managed to nail the style of the Old Masters: his exhibitions contain everything from beautiful Baroque saints to Flemish still lifes — all painted now, in the modern era, in his studio. And that would be amazing in and of itself, but his work is so much more than simple reproduction. See, once he’s finished with a painting, or once he’s adapted one that’s been previously created, he takes a scalpel to it, a spatula, or a square of sandpaper, and begins to peel it apart. He flays painted skin right off his subjects’ bones.
Sometimes the “destruction” of the images asks the audience to think about what, exactly, the painting communicates when it’s whole. Other times it adds a strange level of corporeality to religious works, or gives portraits a darkly spiritual dimention they never had before.
He’s said in interviews that he views the layers of paint on the canvas as analogous to the muscle and tissue of the human body, and that by wearing it away, he changes the identity of the paintings themselves.
Dark and sometimes chilling as it is, I think his work is genuinely brilliant, and he’s one of my favorite living artists.
(Long story short, here’s his website, go check it out!)
reblogging these again because yes
Johannes Vermeer, Woman Holding a Balance, c. 1644
i am so frustrated looking at paintings where people in a room or space with a scenic backround can be so attractive and I need to experiment with this cause what.
Yep. Background is usually a pain in the neck when you want to keep the focus on your figure. But look at Vermeer *le sigh*
Thank you Kitt, Nymerias here. I loved every bit of your post. I am still so in love with this picture and will forever cherish it!
Hi Nymerias, and thank you <3
I’m happy you and the other mods at ESL appreciated this artwork! God knows how much I wanted it to match up with your original idea.
What should’ve been (or: The true ending). Details.
Done for Eric and Sookie Lovers
(SVM spoilers + rant below)
When ESL requested me a digital painting of Sookie and Eric walking away to the sunset, as part of a goodbye post on their site in honor of the release of the final book of the Sookie Stackhouse Novels, none of us had the slightest idea that Charlaine Harris was going to piss everybody off by giving a death sentence to the strongest, deeper, longer, most complex and compelling relationship she ever wrote in the series, and have Sookie settle for the shifter guy next door with not more than a shrug, while Eric is sold like an old carpet on the behest of his rapist Maker and goes to Oklahoma as the toy husband, sex slave and political pawn of Queen Freyda for the next two centuries and will never Sookie again. The worst part of it all? How little Sookie seemed to care. Fun fact: this was presented as a happy ending.
When the spoilers came out, I was still working on the details, and for a moment I wondered what would be the point in finishing it. It was meant to be a thankful, joyful way to say goodbye to our favourite couple, it ended being some bitter evidence of… what? How delusional the readers were? But then I thought - fuck it all, we’ll have it our own way. I’m personally convinced that fictional characters, at some point, stop belonging to their creators only, and start living in a fantasy world made by the fans and their endless imagination. Let’s get rid of the strings - as the puppet master clearly stopped caring or making good narrative choices looong before DEA was written - and unleash the characters in our world.
This is our happy ending. And, as far as I’m concerned, it’s canon.