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Wednesday, 29 August 2012

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Please take a look at this beautiful site :

http://www.artfoundation.akzonobel.com/


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The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible. refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails. James Joyce
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“Il colore è il tasto. L’occhio è il martelletto. L’ anima il pianoforte con molte corde. L’artista è la mano che, toccando questo o quel tasto, fa vibrare l’anima.”























"Color is the key. The eye is the hammer. The soul is the piano with many chords. The artist is the hand that, by touching this or that key, sets the soul vibrating automatically. " V. Kandinsky































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Antilla Aurora
cm 70 x 100 4 hands Hornbostel Rochira
To speak of these things and to try to understand their nature and, having understood it, to try to slowly and humbly and constantly to express, to press out again, from the gross earth or what it brings forth, from sound and shape and colour which are the prison gates of our soul, an image of the beauty we have come to understand-that is Art. James Joyce
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