The life drawing class I attended last week had a sign on the door telling anyone that entered that there was a nude model inside should anyone be offended. If the entire class had been naked [a bunch of elderly, misshapen bodies ravaged by life], I could understand the warning, but an attractive blonde perched on a stool – hardly.
How do I know what the audience is actually seeing in terms of the colour I use? Do they even give the same names to the colours as I do? Are they seeing colour at all?
While art as a profession certainly wasn’t taken seriously, there was the belief that any student need train only once and could be in the same job with yearly promotion for life.
When we use imagination to create anything, how much is already programmed?
An art gallery owning friend was expressing her frustration with gallery visitors a few days ago. Many were in and out in two minutes
I watched film some time ago of an elephant painting. It painted elephants and trees in startlingly observed detail..