“I had a lot of dates, but I decided to stay home and dye my eyebrows.”
Preach, Andy, I feel that. Eyebrows and a solid series of selfies.
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Category Archives: Art
bacchus
Yes. Everything about this. Just….yes.
What I like most about this is work is the reflection in the large carafe in the lower left corner. Read about it here.
I don’t know about you, but I always see Caravaggio at work in the surface of my wine.
pizza nails
Sometimes art is a pizza manicure.
Find yours and more at Rad Nails.
labor day
Is it just me, or is Labor Day all about staying in bed? I mean, I’ve seen about a hundred mattress ads this weekend. Give it a rest, Sleepy’s! If I’m watching Lifetime’s “Grey’s” marathon, I’m obviously already in bed. Your product placement is ALL OFF.
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, Two Girls in Bed, oil on cardboard, Paris, Musee d’Orsay, 1893.
franz kline
In high school, I bet Franz Kline was the kid who said, “The point is you didn’t,” as a curt reply to anything he showed during Friday’s art critique when the football moron taking the elective said, “Uh, I could do that.” I’ll also bet he put plaster gauze all over packing styrofoam to create Louise Nevelson sculptures.
I mean, that’s what I did. And I loved it.
death of marat
Today marks the 266th birthday of Jacques-Louis David. I almost named my dog Jacques, but I went with Omar. Sorry not sorry.
This is the Death of Marat. Marat was part of the group that wanted to execute Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette that then became the Reign of Terror in 1793. Charlotte Corday was on the other side and one of his political frenemies. She sweet-talked her way into his bathroom (the man often hung around in the tub to soothe his eczema) using a fake note of a counter-revolution. She then fatally stabbed him, hung around, was arrested, and then executed for the crime.
Way to own your actions, girl.
for your friday
Celebrate the person you wanted to be you are this happy Friday! In other news, why didn’t I come up with these grown-up coloring pages?
hbd, oscar nitzchke!
Thanks for giving us the architectural splendor that is the Pompidou.
roy
When this painting came out in 1964, Roy Lichtenstein was profiled in LIFE Magazine. The article’s subheading said, “Is He the Worst Artist of the US?”
Sleeping Girl sold at auction in 2012 for almost $45 million. So, uh, LIFE? I’m gonna go ahead and say, “Or nah.”
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