tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post2075357442072741973..comments2024-03-27T20:34:09.464+01:00Comments on zmkc: Art Gallery Zenzmkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-51012898300577936372015-10-03T08:26:48.076+02:002015-10-03T08:26:48.076+02:00I love everything about that story. I love everything about that story. zmkchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-70040052810878011232015-10-02T20:57:08.386+02:002015-10-02T20:57:08.386+02:00Funnily enough, when I was 17, I went to the Tate ...Funnily enough, when I was 17, I went to the Tate and was very derisive about Rothko. A gallery attendant - in those days, they were all Cockney 'geezers' over the age of 50 - overheard me and said "Awright, you might fink it's a load of old cobblers, but you try lookin' at it for more than a couple of minutes." <br /><br />Being a callow youth, I thought he was a fool and gladly accepted the challenge, staring intently at the painting. At some point, weird things happened. A strange mist started to form in the centre, which then left the canvas and moved towards us. It was very odd. As predicted, after two minutes I'd had enough.<br /><br />I've always been very grateful to that guard for that lesson in humility and teaching me how to look at a painting.Steerforthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627936539372313828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-87450931813885982222015-10-01T16:04:22.906+02:002015-10-01T16:04:22.906+02:00For me, it's not the eyes that are the problem...For me, it's not the eyes that are the problem so much as my fidgetinesszmkchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-59822755631805608002015-10-01T16:03:19.725+02:002015-10-01T16:03:19.725+02:00How long would you last with a Rothko, I was wonde...How long would you last with a Rothko, I was wondering. It's possible that it could be slightly mesmeric just looking at colour; maybe that's exactly what his pictures are for. Porbably a Brueghel, like the one showing children playing, or the Babel one, could keep yielding more and more details, but three hours is a very long timezmkchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-15683798335455090772015-09-30T12:13:20.460+02:002015-09-30T12:13:20.460+02:00With the best will, I can look at art, meaning som...With the best will, I can look at art, meaning some tens of pieces, for about an hour and a half. Some of this is physical, for my eyes tire. Even at 20 I might not have had the eyes to pass Roberts's class.Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14819154529261482038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-19316167196428705712015-09-30T11:26:16.232+02:002015-09-30T11:26:16.232+02:00Three hours would be less painful with Frith's...Three hours would be less painful with Frith's 'Derby Day' than one of Yves Klein's blue canvases, but I usually pat myself on the back if I've managed three minutes. Steerforthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627936539372313828noreply@blogger.com