beauty

This is my future. www.object-lesson.com

inspiring images from madrid.

fish

julia manning

http://www.juliamanning.co.uk

beautiful somerset print artists.. her studio is open for somerset art week from the 18th untill the 3rd of october i think.

Ellie Curtis

illlustrator and textile designs.. part of the East London Printmakers group, lives in hackney

richard bawden

also studyed at RA, i found his work on a greetings card .. beautiful.

James Dodds

An ex sailor from the east coast, he studied at Chelsea and then the royal college of Art london... theres an interview over here... http://www.jamesdodds.co.uk/latest/latest.html

romantisicm ... essay

Romanticism is the primitive, the untutored, it is youth, life, the exuberant sense of life of the natural man, but it is also pallor, fever, disease, decadence, the maladie de siecle, la belle dame sans merci, the dance of the death, indeed death itself. It is Shelley’s dome of many-coloured glass, and it is also his white radiance of eternity. It is the confused teeming fullness and richness of life, Fulle des Lebens, inexhaustible multiplicity, turbulence, violence, conflict, chaos, but also it is peace, oneness with the great ‘i am’, harmony with the natural order, the music of the spheres, dissolution in the eternal all containing spirit, It is the stance, the exotic, the enchanted castles, hunting horns, elves, giants, griffins, falling water, the old mill on the floss, darkness and the powers of darkness, phantoms, vampires, nameless terror, the irrational the tradition, joy in the smiling aspect of everyday nature and the accustomed sights and sounds of contented, simple, rural folk- the stance and happy wisdom of rosy cheeked sons of soil, It is the ancient roots and the old order with its unanalysable qualitites, its profound but inexpressible loyalties, the impalpable, the imponderable. Also it is the pursuit of novelty, revolutionary change, concern with the fleeting present, desire to live in the moment, rejection of knowledge, past and future, the pastoral idyll of happy nostalgia, it is reverie, it is intoxicating dreams, it is sweet melancholy and bitter melancholy, solitude, the sufferings of exile, the sense of alienation, roaming in remote places, especially the east, and in remote times, especially the middle ages. But also it is happy co-operation in common in a common creative effort, the sense of forming part of a church, a class, a party a tradition, a great and all containing symmetrical hierarchy, knights and retainers, the ranks of the church, organic social ties, mystic unity, one faith, one land, one blood, ‘ la Terre et les mort’s’, as Barres said, the great society of the dead and the living and yet unborn. It is the toryism of Scott and Southey and Wordsworth, and it is the radicalism of Shelley, Buchnes and Stendhal. It is Chateaubriands aesthetic medievalism and it is Michelet’s loathing of the middle ages. It is carlyles worship of authority, and hugos hatred of authority, It is extreme nature mysticism and extreme anti-naturalist aestheticism. It is energy, force, will, youth, life, etalage du moi; it is also self-torture, self annihilation, suicide. It is the primitive, the unsophisticated, the bosom of nature, green fields, cow-bells, murmuring brooks, the infinite blue sky. No less, however, it is also dandyism, the desire to dress up, red waistcoats, green wigs, blue hair, which the followers of people like Gerade de Nervals wore in Paris at a certain period. It is the lobster which Nerval led about on a string in the streets of Paris. It is wild exhibitionism, ... it is the golden hearted courtesans and the noble hearted convicts of nineteenth century fiction. It is beauty and ugliness. It is art for arts sake, and art as an instrument for social salvation. It is strength and weakness individualism and collectivism, purity and corruption, revolution and reaction, peace and war, love of life and love of death.

“In search of definition” - from Isaiah Berlin ‘the roots of romanticism’.

spooners wife

I think.. upon finding this photo that it might be all the more interesting to research his wife.. she looks like a brilliant woman with a brilliant taste in hats.

(Spooner was well liked and respected, described as, "an albino, small, with a pink face, poor eyesight, and a head too large for his body", and, "His reputation was that of a genial, kindly, hospitable man.")

new character project.

I've got the most awful character... William Archibald Spooner. Compared with everyone else's elegant Sylvia Plath's and exciting jazz musicians.

He was an Oxford lecturer a couple of Century's ago and had the terrible problem of having a brain to fast for his mouth... thus mixing up his words.

he came out with sentences such as

• “Three cheers for our queer old dean!”
• "The Lord is a shoving leopard", or "Come into the arms of the shoving leopard" (Loving shepherd)
• "a half-warmed fish" (A half-formed wish)

• "a well-boiled icicle" (A well-oiled bicycle)
• "You have hissed all my mystery lectures, and were caught fighting a liar in the quad. Having tasted two worms, you will leave by the next town drain" (You have missed all my history lectures, and were caught lighting a fire in the quad. Having wasted two terms, you will leave by the next down train)

hence the term spoonerism was coined.

In many respects its a good character to get... at least i wont have to try hard to make a entertaining.. but its so obvious... I'm not a very funny person.. especially not that good at making my drawings funny and well I'm feeling a little terrified.

sara thustra

by sara thustra.. really nice... the one in the middle. i want to start working on some screen prints for next term. yes yes

femenism

for our new project we are creating a manifesto for our creatures, a set of beliefs and ideas which they all believe in ...
As we are the udders and all female we've gone for a very femenist slant, i think our plan is to create a kind of udder revolution.. which basicly calls for the love adoration and celebration of all things breast related.. as these are our symbol of woman kind...

ive been reading the 'history of breasts' a bloody brilliant book i highly recomend even if one has not a set of breasts themselves..

ive been researching all female communes.. such as the wilds where they tried to get rid of patriarchy and shared the daily tasks of washing cleaning cooking amongst each other in the 80's. They were wicked and from all my research it seems that the children born within them have an overall positive feeling towards it which is more than can be said of most communes.

also looking at famous breasts... marilyn monroe etc

annnd no looking at a feminist society would be complete without looking at simone de beavoir

Dorothy parker

Unfortunate Coincidence

by the time you swear your his

shivering and sighing

and he vows his passion is

infinate, undying

lady make a note of this

one of you is lying.

niki saint phalle

i have been reading and thinking alot about women in the art world. women artists.

I love this image from niki saint phalle so much, its beatiful like tattos on a woman.. i would love to create a self portrait like this... self portraits are so difficult to tackle.

The museum of everything

After hearing loads about it and one attempted but failed mission i have finally been to the museum of everything. it is amazing, everyone must go there and take all there family. its a brilliant gallery.. all the artists shown are those 'outside' or the art world. Every artists you looked at had a story that was haunted with insanity or depravity. Hauser Johann was admitted to a mental hospital really young. he wasnt taught to read or write untill he started drawing in his 20s. He likes to drawn highly sexualised images with demonised women and lots of bright colour.

Judith Scott was another artists i looked at in there.. she was born death, with down syndrome and so consiquently was almost compeletly isolated from outside influence. her works are brilliant sculptures bound in string and woold that she found. they are all individual and equally as abstract. ..

David Ichioka

for our author project we have been looking at our five fundemental needs to survive... my main needs are warmth, sleep, comfort colour and nature.
i came aross this artists in my research.

Antony Crossfields - the foreign body

i found this brilliant artists in a zine today, ... incredible reminds of frued and also abit ron mueck.. jenny saville.. its that fleshy realism that is just so attactive.

here though its much more twisted. The bodys are rused and melted together with an incredible amount of skill.

emmannuel polanco

what a bloody genius!

Alice Melvin

i found Alice melvin whilst browsing in the tate bookshop last week. She has a beautiful way of drawing birds and other animals with a detailed patterned quality. i also love the colours she uses

kiki smith

In my opinion an absolute bloody genius, she has the best taste. the best ideas. the best woman really.

i used to love her sculptures. but not im completly obsessed with her print work.