<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738702590265653740</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:22:03.135-05:00</updated><category term='cinema treasures'/><category term='killing animals'/><category term='pablo picasso'/><category term='francoise gilot'/><category term='city museum'/><category term='dora maar'/><category term='manga'/><category term='architectural styles'/><category term='saint louis'/><category term='muzan-e'/><category term='picasso'/><category term='egypt'/><category term='shock art'/><category term='egyptian revival'/><category term='historic theaters'/><category term='suehiro maruo'/><category term='architecture'/><category term='natalia edenmont'/><category term='grauman&apos;s theater'/><category term='erotic-grotesque'/><category term='picasso&apos;s women'/><title type='text'>Whet your Imagination</title><subtitle type='html'>the musings of a paintbrush-wielding smartass</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whetyourimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whetyourimagination.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peeps call me Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00357645452492715275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738702590265653740.post-8881212935015451083</id><published>2008-02-15T21:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:19:54.952-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picasso&apos;s women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='francoise gilot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picasso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dora maar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pablo picasso'/><title type='text'>Picasso's Women</title><content type='html'>A few months ago, I finished reading "Picasso: Creator and Destroyer" by Arianna Huffington. Although I have never been a fan of the man's work, I chose to read this book in order to perhaps understand the social phenomenon known as Picasso. I walked away from the read liking his works even less than before. However, one wonderful surprise was the discovery of two very talented women who, unfortunately, allowed him into their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.newyorkartworld.com/images-reviews04/amaar/Silence-1935-36-314x400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence by Dora Maar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dora Maar and Francoise Gilot each had more talent and vision in their toenails than Picasso's entire body of work. Unfortunately, their work is not found as readily as that of the man they were loved and dominated by. Dora Maar was a photographer and powerful muse to the Parisian Surrealist movement of the 1920's, long before she met Picasso.  Francoise Gilot was a painter, and the only woman with enough strength to walk away from him and continue on with her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bc.edu/bc_org/avp/cas/artmuseum/exhibitions/archive/gilot/rooster.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Rooster on a Piece of Newspaper by Francoise Gilot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the biography of Picasso was no doubt an interesting read, and indeed helped me to understand his art better, the real treasure of the book was discovering these two talented women. I wonder what more these ladies would have created if not roadblocked by the massive ego of a little man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4738702590265653740-8881212935015451083?l=whetyourimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default/8881212935015451083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default/8881212935015451083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whetyourimagination.blogspot.com/2008/02/picassos-women.html' title='Picasso&apos;s Women'/><author><name>Peeps call me Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00357645452492715275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738702590265653740.post-4057370596179635863</id><published>2007-05-03T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T15:15:43.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historic theaters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architectural styles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egyptian revival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema treasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grauman&apos;s theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egypt'/><title type='text'>Egyptian Revival</title><content type='html'>So now that the entire month of April has evaporated into a puff of air, I am back to the blog and my continued pursit of artistic inspirations. These days, I am most fascinated by the Egyptian Revival movement.  It is brought on by a looming project our art guild is undertaking this spring, where we will be painting tromp l'oeil onto the facade of a locally restored historic theater. This theater's architecture is in Egyptian Revival style, so I thought, "why not carry the facade over to match the architectural integrity?"My next though was, "what the heck is Egyptian Revival?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...So the quest begins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tademagallery.com/FrenchRevivalistc1880/Medium/4769_Egy_Rev_Pend_M_315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeezed in between the Art Nouveau and Art Deco movements, Egyptian Revival fared little success as a lasting style, but it had an impact nonetheless. Interestingly enough, this movement experienced three waves of popularity. The first was brought on by Napolean's "domination" of Egypt at the beginning of the 1800's and is seen most often in jewelry and interior furnishings. The third, and by far most successful wave, was brought on in the early 1920's by the discovery of King Tut's cursed tomb. Interestingly enough, the second wave in the mid 1800's seems to have occured almost randomly and without the influence of any singular event, and is seen most often in memorials, cemeteries and prisons. Perhaps the most recognized modern building of an Egyptian style is the Luxor Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas, although it should be mentioned that this structure in no way reflects the subtlety or class of earlier movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.library.ucla.edu/special/rarity/egyptian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to cemeteries, prisons and mausoleums, this Egyptian style was very prevalent in American theaters. Perhaps the best known and most well preserved of such theaters is Grauman's Egyptian Theater in Hollywood, CA -from the same man responsible for the ever-famous tourist magnet Chinese Theater. Sadly enough, of the 66 Egyptian-styled theaters in the entire world, only 19 are still open today and only two are currently in the throes of renovation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4738702590265653740-4057370596179635863?l=whetyourimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default/4057370596179635863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default/4057370596179635863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whetyourimagination.blogspot.com/2007/05/egyptian-revival.html' title='Egyptian Revival'/><author><name>Peeps call me Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00357645452492715275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738702590265653740.post-926893732398295375</id><published>2007-03-28T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T10:06:10.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shock art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killing animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natalia edenmont'/><title type='text'>Shock Art</title><content type='html'>The most common question when looking at Natalia Edenmont's photography is 'hmm...I wonder how she did that?" The most frequent answer? She kills the animals for her art. I wonder if that's true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.konsten.net/arkivet/edenmont.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some call it art, most are outraged. Sounds like a fine example of shock art to me. She says she kills these animals, we believe her, we get upset. Mission accomplished. She is now becoming a celebrity. Whether she does or does not kill the animals for her photography, she has guaranteed her place in art history despite the fact that her images are empty and fluffy.  I bet PETA will have a grand old time with her, should she venture to America, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://artorpornography.com/jan_05/01_16_05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question that comes up over and over again when in discussion with my friends , is 'what is art?' Here again, with Natalia's work, we are challenged to define the meaning and purpose of "art". There are always a fair amount of egotists with a bag full of charisma and tricks who manage to couch-surf their way to fame. There are the tortured souls constantly exorcising their demons. There are classically trained artists and color-by-number artists and people who should have just never picked up a pencil to begin with. And then, we have the shock artists. Nice play, Natalia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4738702590265653740-926893732398295375?l=whetyourimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default/926893732398295375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default/926893732398295375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whetyourimagination.blogspot.com/2007/03/shock-art.html' title='Shock Art'/><author><name>Peeps call me Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00357645452492715275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738702590265653740.post-2664091669378259655</id><published>2007-03-22T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T09:03:37.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzan-e'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic-grotesque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suehiro maruo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>Suehiro Maruo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muzan-e - a subset of Japanese ukiyo-e, depicting violence and other atrocities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.woodenmen.org/maruo/images1/tgirl1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mauro, a self-taught manga artist from Japan, has a fascination with deformities, 'circus freaks', birth defects and human oddities and his work has a cult following around the globe.  Because many of his illustrations depict graphic sex and violence, his work is often deemed too graphic for many popular Japanese manga publications.  Mauro is often considered one of the greatest retro-artists working in the manga field today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.woodenmen.org/maruo/images1/naked-city-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mauro's illustrations have been featured in the liner art of jazz legend John Zorn's 'Naked City' albums. His book, 'Mr. Arashi's Amazing Freak Show', has been adapted into an animated film, but has received little release. His work is often referred to as 'erotic-grotesque'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4738702590265653740-2664091669378259655?l=whetyourimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default/2664091669378259655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default/2664091669378259655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whetyourimagination.blogspot.com/2007/03/suehiro-maruo.html' title='Suehiro Maruo'/><author><name>Peeps call me Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00357645452492715275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738702590265653740.post-1220702612748540423</id><published>2007-03-20T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T09:17:20.195-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saint louis'/><title type='text'>City Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"where the imagination runs wild."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.citymuseum.org/images/index_10d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Housed in the 600,000 square-foot former International Shoe Company, the museum                      is an eclectic mixture of children's playground, funhouse,                      surrealistic pavilion, and architectural marvel made out of                      unique, found objects. The brainchild of internationally acclaimed                      artist Bob Cassilly, a classically trained sculptor and serial                      entrepreneur, the museum opened for visitors in 1997 to the                      riotous approval of young and old alike. Cassilly and his longtime crew of 20 artisans have constructed the museum                      from the very stuff of the city; and, as a result, it has                      urban roots deeper than any other institutions'. Reaching                      no farther than municipal borders for its reclaimed building                      materials, the CITY MUSEUM boasts features such as old chimneys,                      salvaged bridges, construction cranes, miles of tile, and                      even two abandoned planes!                    '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.citymuseum.org/images/index_10a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 600,00 sqaure feet to create and play in, the options are limitless. When I went for the first time, I was crawling in tight tunnels underground, jumping on slides three stories tall and climbing airy ironwork four stories above the streets of Saint Louis. Every inch of this wonderland lit up my senses; sights, sounds, smells, and constant tactile exploration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.citymuseum.org/images/attract/4_enchanted.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one section I discovered Art City, a huge series of rooms filled with art supplies and children in spattered smocks. In one far corner of this room was an employee creating a six foot mosaic mermaid. Yet another room brought rough subterrenean caverns to explore - covered in sculptural suggestions of fantastical creatures. I caresses an eight foot gargoyle with wings slightly extended and climbed through carney trailers in the Museum of Mirth, Mystery and Mayhem. And then there were the six-story spiral slides, once used as a method of transporting shoes from the top to the bottom floor of this monolithic building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.citymuseum.org/images/attract/4_facilityvault.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a creative soul, or just looking for a unique experience, be sure to stop by the City Museum in Saint Louis. Dress like you want to climb some playground equipment and be prepared to get lost in this wonderous place for several hours. You will not regret it in the least!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4738702590265653740-1220702612748540423?l=whetyourimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default/1220702612748540423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4738702590265653740/posts/default/1220702612748540423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whetyourimagination.blogspot.com/2007/03/city-museum.html' title='City Museum'/><author><name>Peeps call me Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00357645452492715275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
