"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
Chapter 3 After supper, when the visitors had gone, he went to his room and lay down on the sofa: he wanted to think about the monk. But a minute later Tanya came in. “Here, Andryusha; read father’s articles,” she said, giving him a bundle
Anton Chekhov (1860–1904) was a Russian physician, short-story writer and playwright, and I’m not particularly fond of him, though he’s widely regarded as one of the greatest masters of modern short fiction and who am I to argue? His work is celebrated for its psychological
A few pictures from the recently closed exhibition on Beauty and Ugliness as an aesthetic paradigma in which what’s ideal and what’s grotesque melt together as sides of the same coin. The exhibition featured works by Brueghel (lent from the other exhibition at Palazzo Reale),
Chapter 3 After supper, when the visitors had gone, he went to his room and lay down on the sofa: he wanted to think about the monk. But a minute later Tanya came in. “Here, Andryusha; read father’s articles,” she said, giving him a bundle
Anton Chekhov (1860–1904) was a Russian physician, short-story writer and playwright, and I’m not particularly fond of him, though he’s widely regarded as one of the greatest masters of modern short fiction and who am I to argue? His work is celebrated for its psychological
A few pictures from the recently closed exhibition on Beauty and Ugliness as an aesthetic paradigma in which what’s ideal and what’s grotesque melt together as sides of the same coin. The exhibition featured works by Brueghel (lent from the other exhibition at Palazzo Reale),
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venturo
Posted at 19:24h, 25 JuneAccipicchia…meraviglia!
CIao
heraclitus
Posted at 06:20h, 26 Junenon l’ho mai amato molto come personaggio.
Shelidon
Posted at 12:35h, 26 JuneA me piace abbastanza, anche se la mia preferita resta Tempesta. Mi è tornata alla mente quest’immagine (da L’ultimo canto di Fenice) perché riflettevo su chi ritiene che Greg Land non sia un vero artista, per via della sua abitudine di trarre le sue immagini quasi testualmente da fotografie o da fotogrammi di film. Quest’allegoria di Jean Grey, una pagina interna del fumetto (nemmeno una copertina) decisamente dimostra che c’è molto di più nell’arte del disegno della capacità di inventare una posa. Jean appare in sogno a Scott al centro, contornata da altre immagini che raffigurano i momenti salienti della sua vita. A destra due momenti da Fenice ed uno da Jean, a sinistra due momenti da Jean e uno da Fenice. In basso, il matrimonio e la morte, con la spalla di Scott che continua perfettamente nella schiena di Scott stesso. E quei due raggi ottici, nel sogno e nella realtà, che scalfiscono l’immagine sulla sinistra come delle artigliate. Greg Land non è un artista? Ma per piacere…
Shelidon
Posted at 09:17h, 27 JuneUltimate Fantastic Four #18
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