Wednesday, 18 June 2014

Grab Bag: The Fab, The Drab, and The Nightmarish Fruit Demon



Dear readers, after a glut of pious and/or fleshy works, I thought I would challenge myself to snark about some paintings which A) are not obviously religious and B) feature no naked people.  I realize this will not be a popular post, since the top two search terms of all time that bring people here are “naked men” and “guardian angels,” but sometimes one must stretch beyond one’s comfort zone for art.  

At first I thought I would write something about this:
 
A Polish Nobleman – Rembrandt van Rijn, 1637

I love this guy.  He is so fabulous.  Few men I know can rock a giant pearl drop earring like him.  But then he gave me this look:


As if to say, “Jestem smutny, że kpić moją wspaniałą kulturę.”  Which is what Google Translate tells me is Polish for “I am sad you mock my glorious culture.”  Although for all I know, it could be anything.  For example, "Just smut, the pic of my Spanish cult style."

So then I thought I would try this one:
 
Workmen before an Inn – Isack von Ostade, 1645

It’s basically like 17th century Dutch Thomas Kinkade, but with more dogs fighting over scraps and disabled beggars hobbling through the romantic, softly glowing streets.


It was a bit dry otherwise though.  So, ultimately I decided to present you with this:
 
Four Seasons in One Head – Giuseppe Arcimboldo, c. 1590

The person I was with at the gallery when I first saw this was like “Why are you recoiling at a still life of fruit and sticks?” and I went “DON’T YOU SEE IT IS A TERRIFYING WARTY TREE MAN” and she went “AHHHHH” and then neither of us could eat cherries ever again because they might have been plucked from an old toothless tree man’s earwax.

Although I give him kudos for the rockin’ grass-and-floral islandwear. 

All images are from the National Gallery of Art.

10 comments:

  1. I'd be sad if I had a moustache like the Polish guy. Maybe it used to be bushy before it wisped out with age. The tree person might be a woman - look at the cherry earring and the flowers on its chest. She needs a tree surgeon who'd give her a face like Carmen Miranda to go with all the fruit on her head.

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    1. There is a certain graceful arch to Mr. Nobleman's moustache. Or maybe he's wearing it ironically.

      I hadn't considered the tree person as a lady tree person - I'd just assumed flower shirt was Hawaiian and the cherries showed either a wild streak or a love of gambling. Could be, though!

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  2. Four seasons in one head.... Reminds me of a naughty movie I once saw. You know, when I was seventeen...

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    1. Remind me never to look up the naughty movies you watched when you were seventeen...Although I guess it's only natural they would involve wood.

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  3. In the second picture I think that little boy is definitely stealing that white dog. Little bastard. x

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    1. Either that, or he's escorting it off to be put down for pushing Timmy down the well one too many times.

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  4. That's a "him"? I thought the four seasons creature was a weird lady. Also, if you're a Polish Nobleman who commissions a painting of yourself, how are you okay with that outcome. I'd demand the artist take some liberties. Maybe erase a couple of craters, maybe clean up that mustache, tighten a chin or two.

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    1. Ok, apparently I am the only person who saw the tree-thing an an eccentric man with a flair for fashion and a mossy goatee.

      Poor Polish Nobleman. He just wants to be loved. But this picture for his personal ad isn't helping him.

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  5. I think if I don't keep ahead of plucking this one rogue hair on my chin, I'll look like that by the end of the month.

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    1. On the plus side, in that case eventually you would reach a stage where tweezers can be replaced by a chainsaw. Makes the beauty routine much more engaging!

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