A desperate painter, a fool, a bad painting and two good ones and a freezing model.
Lack of a finish, an unsuccessful session, exhausted man, his girl takes pity on him.
The Matisse and the Degas set the border. Floor and flowers -warm earth. The cold thin air of art on the higher. Disappointed of the work, breaking it or waving, he makes a lifting grimace realizing a definite lost attempt. It's what we need, air filled of work, art, dreams, failure, fragrance and erotica, hunger and hardship. A kingdom I gave for such a painting.
Labels: Neue Kunst