A day in the life: Georges Braque, #2

[WikiArt]

Georges Braque | Birds, 1957

A day in the life: Georges Braque

Bird Returning to Its Nest, 1956 [WikiArt]

Georges Braque

[MDRNART]

A day in the life: Romare Bearden, #2

Evening 9:10 461 Lenox Avenue, 1964 [Perez Art Museum Miami]

Romare Bearden

A day in the life: Edvard Munch, #3

[Wikipedia]

Edvard Munch

The Scream, 1893

Edvard Munch (1889) The St. Cloud Manufesto | Wikiquote  

No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.

A day in the life: Mark Rothko, #2

[WikiArt.org]

Mark Rothko

White Center (Yellow, Pink and Lavender on Rose) | 1950

A day in the life: Edvard Munch, #2

[Philadelphia Museum of Art]

Edvard Munch | The Kiss, 1895

Beauty is in the street: May 1968

May 1968 poster [Gallica]

May 1968

A day in the life: Wassily Kandinsky, #4

Landscape with factory chimney, 1910 [WikiArt.org]

Wassily Kandinsky

Improvisation 4, 1909 [WikiArt.org]

John Steinbeck: The Pearl

Art by Jose Clemente Orozco [The Pearl]

John Steinbeck

Excerpts from The Pearl, 1945/1994 New York: Penguin, pp. 25, 27-28

All manner of people grew interested in Kino-people with things to sell and people with favors to ask. Kino had found the Pearl of the World. The essence of pearl mixed with essence of men and a curious dark residue was precipitated. Every man suddenly became related to Kino's pearl, and Kino's pearl went into the dreams, the speculations, the schemes, the plans, the futures, the wishes, the needs, the lusts, the hungers, of everyone, and only one person stood in the way and that was Kino, so that he became curiously every man's enemy. The news stirred up something infinitely black and evil in the town; the black distillate was like the scorpion, or like hunger in the smell of food, or like loneliness when when love is withheld. The poison sacs of the town began to manufacture venom, and the town swelled and puffed with the pressure of it. 

[...]

But Kino's face shone with prophesy. "My son will read and open the books, and my son will write and will know writing. And my son will make numbers, and these things will make us free because he will know-he will know and through him we will know." And in the pearl Kino saw himself and Juana squatting by the little fire in the brush hut while Coyotito red from a great book. "This is what the pearl will do," said Kino. And he had never said so many words together in his life. And suddenly he was afraid of his talking. His hand closed down over the pearl and cut the light away from it. Kino was afraid as a man is afraid who says, "I will," without knowing.

Now the neighbors knew they had witnessed a great marvel They knew that time would now date from Kino's pearl, and that they would discuss this moment for many years to come. If these things came to pass, they would recount how Kino looked and what he said and how his eyes shone, and they would say, "He was a man transfigured. Some power was given to him, and there it started. You see what a great man he has beome, starting from that moment. And I myself saw it." 

And if Kino's planning came to nothing, those same neighbors would say, "There it started. A foolish madness came over him so that he spoke foolish words. God keep us from such things. Yes, God punished Kino because he rebelled against the way things are. You see what has become of him. And I myself saw the moment when his reason left him."

See also:

Bruce Springsteen and Tom Morello: The Ghost of Tom Joad returns

A day in the life: Peter de Francia

[Tate]

Peter de Francia
Disparates (A Little Night Music), 1969

Peter de Francia quoted in gallery label, Tate:

Terrible things happen and no one takes any notice.

The Guardian | The Independent | Art UK | James Hyman Gallery

A day in the life: Paul Klee, #7

[WikiArt.org]

Paul Klee

Ad Parnassum, 1932

A day in the life: Frida Kahlo, #2

[WikiArt.org]

Frida Kahlo

The Two Fridas, 1939

Valmar Gallery | Tate | Khan Academy
PBS | Frida Kahlo | Frida Kahlo Fans

A day in the life: Jean-Michel Basquiat

[WikiArt.org]

Jean-Michel Basquiat

Horn Players, 1983

Charlie Parker | Dizzy Gillespie

See also: 

Ko-Ko, by Charlie Parker

Charlie Parker and John Coltrane: in pictures

Ursula Le Guin, by Bill Sienkiewicz

[@sinKEVitch]

Ursula K. Le Guin | Bill Sienkiewicz

See also:

Kindness is all we have: goodbye, dearest Ursula

Freedom, not profit: Ursula Le Guin at the N.B.A.s

A day in the life: Romare Bearden

Pittsburgh Memory, 1964 [WikiArt.org]

Romare Bearden

Romare Bearden Foundation | WikiArt | MoMA | Tate

Perez Art Museum | Smithsonian | Kemper Art Museum
Michael Rosenfeld Gallery | DC Moore Gallery | The Art Story

The Street, 1964 [Fashion & History]

The Dove, 1964 [MoMA]

A day in the life: Paul Klee, #6

[Pinterest]

Paul Klee | Double Tent

The Funeral of the Anarchist Pinelli, by Enrico Baj

[Vimeo]

Enrico Baj
The Funeral of the Anarchist Pinelli, 1972

Giuseppe Pinelli 

libcom.org | Kate Sharpley Library 

Tate | Cobra Museum for Modern Art | Mazzoleni Art

libcom.org | Art in America | The New York Times | The Guardian

[Principi e Principi]

[Principi e Principi]

[Come arrivare a...]

[Principi e Principi]

[invaluable]

Sylvie Guillem: Bolero

[Ceska televize]

Sylvie Guillem

See also:

Sylvie Guillem: the excellence of disobedience

Sylvie Guillem: dancing beyond the limits

Angelus Novus: Paul Klee and Walter Benjamin

[Wikipedia]

Paul Klee

Angelus Novus, 1920

Walter Benjamin

Theses on the Philosophy of History, 1940

IX 

Mein Flugel ist zum Schwung bereit,

ich kehrte gern zuruck,

denn blieb ich auch lebendige Zeit,

ich hatte wenig Gluck.

- Gerhard Scholem, "Gruss vom Angelus" 

My wing is ready for flight,

1 would like to turn back.

If I stayed timeless time,

I would have little luck. 

A Klee painting named "Angelus Novus" shows an angel looking as though he is about to move away from something he is fixedly contemplating. His eyes are staring, his mouth is open, his wings are spread. This is how one pictures the angel of history. His face is turned toward the past. Where we perceive a chain of events, he sees one single catastrophe which keeps piling wreckage upon wreckage and hurls it in front of his feet. The angel would like to stay, awaken the dead, and make whole what has been smashed. But a storm is blowing from Paradise; it has got caught in his wings with such violence that the angel can no longer close them. This storm irresistibly propels him into the future to which his back is turned, while the pile of debris before him grows skyward. This storm is what we call progress.

Excerpt from "Theses on the Philosophy of History," transl. Harry Zohn, in Walter Benjamin, Illuminations, Hanna Arendt (ed.), New York: Schocken Books, 2007, pp. 257-258

I don't want more water, I want to be understood

[this isn't happiness]

Michael Dumontier and Neil Farber

Galerie Division