I can always tell when it is a male artist who paints a woman, without ever knowing the artist because of impractical situations. These women would have either thrown out their backs or knock themselves unconscious. And I ask you, who really runs with one tit in the air??? But yes, it is a beautiful painting.
First, it's funny but I never look at a painting and think: Oh, a man definitely painted that--which is odd, since I always formulate an opinion on the gender of a writer if I read a piece of writing without knowing the author's name upfront. Do you listen to music and think: Oh, definitely a woman wrote that song or composed that opus? I know I don't. I wonder why I only examine writing in this way. Hmmmmm.
Next, I've got to say thank you for posting this painting. I'd never seen it before and I love it. I've been back every day, a couple times a day to "visit" it, to take it in, to enjoy it. It's rare to see a painting in which the movement is so visceral. I feel like these women are about to run right off the canvas. I love these mammoth women. They're so fleshy, so sturdy. Nothing and no one could knock them down. I love how solid and big their hands and feet are--very Barney Rubble. Again, I think, damn, they could slap away anybody or anything, fend off anyone dumb enough to mess with them with hands and feet like that---slapping or stepping on any would-be attacker. I love the expression of complete joy on the woman with her head tilted so far back it might fall right off her neck. And I love how these two women seem connected at their ample hips, as if they're conjoined twins thundering joyfully across the dunes. Finally, I love that these women are so elated, so invigorated by this run down the beach that their breasts have sprung loose from beneath their dresses and completely oblivous of this nakeness. And my, I love that one breast pointed at the viewer like an eye.
Finally, I love the clouds that look like white fishes. It makes me think of that line from the Hole song, Amethyst: And all the stars were just like little fish.
Really, the one woman looks as though she's swimming.
Yeah, I like this painting alot. Might have to write a poem about this. And, Em...I'm working on yours!
I think they are sisters. I once saw two grown women who had not seen each other in weeks roll down a hill together holding each other with the same kind of energy. They were sisters. In Haiti people love like that.
And Laurel, if you delete the above response I'll hunt you down. I swear I will. It was beautiful and yes they are everthing you said.
That Hole song--that whole damned Hole album (grin)--is one of my absolute favorites and one of the few that I listen to end to end. There's no filler in that one, no sir. Plus--gosh, it's thrilling as hell to hear a woman open her mouth and roar the way Courtney does. By the time I get to the end I feel as broken as she is as I sing along to When I went to school in Olympia.....
Meanwhile, whenever I hear the opening of Amethyst I see it as the beginning of a movie, hearing those first notes strummed, then seeing tires turning---for some reason, that song puts me in a very Thelma & Louise road trip state of mind.
And Ms. Early....sigh. I won't delete. I promise. Shhhhhh! The beast is asleep finally. For godsakes, don't wake her. (grin) I swear that's how I feel about my bouts with self-loathing. Most of the time, it's in another room napping but look out when that little monster wakes up!
Funny that Em sees the women as sisters and you see them as sisters. I never even considered their relationship. Really, when I look at them, I feel like I'm seeing one woman, a two-headed, 8 limbed woman.
My friend Jeff came to poetry group the other night with a tee-shirt of this painting (no kidding), which he got at a Radical Faerie gathering, but altered such that the boobs were flattened, and beards and boots where added, making them look like hysterically funny drag queens running to a party. It was a hoot.
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I can always tell when it is a male artist who paints a woman, without ever knowing the artist because of impractical situations. These women would have either thrown out their backs or knock themselves unconscious. And I ask you, who really runs with one tit in the air??? But yes, it is a beautiful painting.
First, it's funny but I never look at a painting and think: Oh, a man definitely painted that--which is odd, since I always formulate an opinion on the gender of a writer if I read a piece of writing without knowing the author's name upfront. Do you listen to music and think: Oh, definitely a woman wrote that song or composed that opus? I know I don't. I wonder why I only examine writing in this way. Hmmmmm.
Next, I've got to say thank you for posting this painting. I'd never seen it before and I love it. I've been back every day, a couple times a day to "visit" it, to take it in, to enjoy it. It's rare to see a painting in which the movement is so visceral. I feel like these women are about to run right off the canvas. I love these mammoth women. They're so fleshy, so sturdy. Nothing and no one could knock them down. I love how solid and big their hands and feet are--very Barney Rubble. Again, I think, damn, they could slap away anybody or anything, fend off anyone dumb enough to mess with them with hands and feet like that---slapping or stepping on any would-be attacker. I love the expression of complete joy on the woman with her head tilted so far back it might fall right off her neck. And I love how these two women seem connected at their ample hips, as if they're conjoined twins thundering joyfully across the dunes. Finally, I love that these women are so elated, so invigorated by this run down the beach that their breasts have sprung loose from beneath their dresses and completely oblivous of this nakeness. And my, I love that one breast pointed at the viewer like an eye.
Finally, I love the clouds that look like white fishes. It makes me think of that line from the Hole song, Amethyst: And all the stars were just like little fish.
Really, the one woman looks as though she's swimming.
Yeah, I like this painting alot. Might have to write a poem about this. And, Em...I'm working on yours!
I think they are sisters. I once saw two grown women who had not seen each other in weeks roll down a hill together holding each other with the same kind of energy. They were sisters. In Haiti people love like that.
And Laurel, if you delete the above response I'll hunt you down. I swear I will. It was beautiful and yes they are everthing you said.
That Hole song--that whole damned Hole album (grin)--is one of my absolute favorites and one of the few that I listen to end to end. There's no filler in that one, no sir. Plus--gosh, it's thrilling as hell to hear a woman open her mouth and roar the way Courtney does. By the time I get to the end I feel as broken as she is as I sing along to When I went to school in Olympia.....
Meanwhile, whenever I hear the opening of Amethyst I see it as the beginning of a movie, hearing those first notes strummed, then seeing tires turning---for some reason, that song puts me in a very Thelma & Louise road trip state of mind.
And Ms. Early....sigh. I won't delete. I promise. Shhhhhh! The beast is asleep finally. For godsakes, don't wake her. (grin) I swear that's how I feel about my bouts with self-loathing. Most of the time, it's in another room napping but look out when that little monster wakes up!
Funny that Em sees the women as sisters and you see them as sisters. I never even considered their relationship. Really, when I look at them, I feel like I'm seeing one woman, a two-headed, 8 limbed woman.
I love this painting, too.
My friend Jeff came to poetry group the other night with a tee-shirt of this painting (no kidding), which he got at a Radical Faerie gathering, but altered such that the boobs were flattened, and beards and boots where added, making them look like hysterically funny drag queens running to a party. It was a hoot.
WHAAAAAA I Want that t-shirt. The thing about being an artist is you get to wear really crazy things into the school and the kids love you.
Jeff said he'd get me one. I'll ask for another if I can.
I'll buy you a virgin lol
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