This is an example of foreshortening. Note the extended hand, reminding us of some of Caravaggio's mighty canvasses, and the brilliant use of negative space (which the shadow serves to accent) between the hand and the shielded torso.
I reminds me of the Ken Danby (with hand, Courtnage mural at the Langside Lounge.
I get the reference (what we talked about before), but this image doesn't really have the typical Chiarascuro (high contrast light and shadow -lots of black) seen in typical Caravaggios.
Also, I mentioned earlier to Lorne, this is a funny sort of defensive pose for me. The hip/hand combo. I broke that wrist and that hip, by crashing in this same posture, off a big ol' kicker at Manning Park Resort (snowboarding).
(in this image I am defending against Lornes zealous digital shutter)-click click click
don't forget to mention the whitening of the hand and fingertips which emphasizes the whitened hand of the desk worker. The subjects proximity to the flash of the camera caused it of course.
Born in Milan, his realism coined the term 'naturalism'.
This hand might even be a little too distorted for Carravagio, the foreshortening, combined with its exagerated size.
Blizzo, super-naturalist, from out of the darknesss comes the light.....
Ah yes a dual meaning. I am of course honoured to be compared to Johnny Cash. His existance was truely a sensual one. (and I do wear black -my server uniform =)
No offense Lorne. For me as an artist, the critic is potentially the bad guy. You don't, from what I can tell, 'criticize' in your writing (thank goodness), and so in my mind your not a critic. You're an art-reporter (you don't have to abide by my definitions of course)and more or less tell us what you saw or interpreted, not what we should do. I was resisting James putting me in that bag (with himself). I don't mean to tell people what to do, except as the Smoky Tiger suggests - Bring the light!
I promised myself to be more carefull in my blog comments. Upon re-reading my last post, I can see how there still might be loopholes to understanding. To clarify further, I would say, I am not bashing you, or your interests by saying your not a critic. Rather, I am suggesting what you do is better than critique. It's better to try and understand, than to try and misunderstand. Hopefully that makes sense.
'Let us begin our critique, as all critiques, from a position of doubt...' -Waking Life (Movie)
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I reminds me of the Ken Danby (with hand, Courtnage mural at the Langside Lounge.
I get the reference (what we talked about before), but this image doesn't really have the typical Chiarascuro (high contrast light and shadow -lots of black) seen in typical Caravaggios.
Also, I mentioned earlier to Lorne, this is a funny sort of defensive pose for me. The hip/hand combo. I broke that wrist and that hip, by crashing in this same posture, off a big ol' kicker at Manning Park Resort (snowboarding).
(in this image I am defending against Lornes zealous digital shutter)-click click click
don't forget to mention the whitening of the hand and fingertips which emphasizes the whitened hand of the desk worker. The subjects proximity to the flash of the camera caused it of course.
Born in Milan, his realism coined the term 'naturalism'.
This hand might even be a little too distorted for Carravagio, the foreshortening, combined with its exagerated size.
Blizzo, super-naturalist, from out of the darknesss comes the light.....
As perusual, blizzo gets art bombarded by the two critics...hehehe...I love it.
I would never call myself a critic. I would sooner buy a black stetson, and ride a black horse. (I also don't have a desk job).
Bewildered
Ah yes a dual meaning. I am of course honoured to be compared to Johnny Cash. His existance was truely a sensual one. (and I do wear black -my server uniform =)
No offense Lorne. For me as an artist, the critic is potentially the bad guy. You don't, from what I can tell, 'criticize' in your writing (thank goodness), and so in my mind your not a critic. You're an art-reporter (you don't have to abide by my definitions of course)and more or less tell us what you saw or interpreted, not what we should do. I was resisting James putting me in that bag (with himself). I don't mean to tell people what to do, except as the Smoky Tiger suggests - Bring the light!
Peace
I promised myself to be more carefull in my blog comments. Upon re-reading my last post, I can see how there still might be loopholes to understanding. To clarify further, I would say, I am not bashing you, or your interests by saying your not a critic. Rather, I am suggesting what you do is better than critique. It's better to try and understand, than to try and misunderstand. Hopefully that makes sense.
'Let us begin our critique, as all critiques, from a position of doubt...' -Waking Life (Movie)
I know! You're an artist!
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