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Kerry:
Moving quickly along from my embarrassing revelations of unrequited adolescent lust (blush), here’s the bright, cheerful abstract I promised earlier. Well, bright maybe, but not necessarily entirely cheerful. The title “A la Recherche du Temps Perdu” (“In Search of Lost Time”) alludes to the iconic, multi-volume novel of the same name by French author, Marcel Proust, another of my much loved and venerated gay heroes.
A la Recherche du Temps Perdu
This is Marcel Proust. If ever they make a film of his life (and what a brilliant film it would be), they should look no further than our Jake to play the lead role. A remarkable resemblance, don’t you agree?
Marcel Proust
injest:
--- Quote from: Kerry on May 20, 2009, 02:09:34 am ---In my early teens, in high school, I came across a most beautiful piece of music. It was Peter Tchaikovsky’s symphonic poem “Francesca da Rimini: Symphonic Fantasy after Dante, Op.32.”
Wikipedia describes the tragic tale of Francesca da Rimini thus:
“In this fantasia, Tchaikovsky presents a symphonic interpretation of the tragic tale of Francesca da Rimini, a beauty who was immortalized in Dante's Divine Comedy. In the fifth canto of Inferno, Dante the narrator meets the shade of Francesca da Rimini, a noblewoman who fell in love with the brother of her ugly husband. After the lovers were discovered and killed in revenge by the husband, they were condemned to Hell for their adulterous passions. In their damnation, the lovers are trapped in a violent storm but separated from each other, never to touch again. They are tormented most of all by the ineradicable memory of the joys and pleasures of the embraces they once shared.” (my italics = J&E?)
At the risk of appearing trite in the face of Tchaikovsky’s soaring genius and Francesca’s grim despair, my contribution to the tragic tale of Dante’s star-crossed, tragic lovers was to produce this humble gouache. I was 16 and experiencing a terrible despair of my own at the time. I had a major crush on one of the physical education teachers at school. I gave my painting the legitimate title of “Francesca da Rimini,” depicting, as it appears, the hand of Francesca descending into the Inferno. But I have a confession to make. That’s not the real subject of this painting. It was, in fact, painted on the day of my beloved teacher’s wedding. The hand being drawn down into the Stygian Pit is actually that of his bride. Thus was the intensity of my adolescent despair on that fateful day in 1966.
Not many of my paintings survived my youth. Most were destroyed by me years ago. I’m quite ruthless about destroying paintings I deem to be unworthy of survival. Having said that, however, I’ve not been able to bring myself to relegate this one to the flames.
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well I like it...it isn't as 'finished' as your later pics but you can see glimmers...I like how bold and abrupt the colors are..raw...
I just noticed the wedding rings...
injest:
--- Quote from: Kerry on May 20, 2009, 10:39:48 pm ---Moving quickly along from my embarrassing revelations of unrequited adolescent lust (blush), here’s the bright, cheerful abstract I promised earlier. Well, bright maybe, but not necessarily entirely cheerful. The title “A la Recherche du Temps Perdu” (“In Search of Lost Time”) alludes to the iconic, multi-volume novel of the same name by French author, Marcel Proust, another of my much loved and venerated gay heroes.
A la Recherche du Temps Perdu
This is Marcel Proust. If ever they make a film of his life (and what a brilliant film it would be), they should look no further than our Jake to play the lead role. A remarkable resemblance, don’t you agree?
Marcel Proust
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hmmm, it reminds me a bit of the nun portrait....
love the color and energy of this one. particularly like the little 'orbs'...
sel:
--- Quote from: Kerry on May 20, 2009, 02:09:34 am ---
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I can see the despair in this hand, interesting the presence of the wedding rings.
Have just listened to the three videos featuring the music by Tchaikovsky, part 2 is the one I like best.
sel:
--- Quote from: Kerry on May 20, 2009, 10:39:48 pm ---Moving quickly along from my embarrassing revelations of unrequited adolescent lust (blush), here’s the bright, cheerful abstract I promised earlier. Well, bright maybe, but not necessarily entirely cheerful. The title “A la Recherche du Temps Perdu” (“In Search of Lost Time”) alludes to the iconic, multi-volume novel of the same name by French author, Marcel Proust, another of my much loved and venerated gay heroes.
A la Recherche du Temps Perdu
This is Marcel Proust. If ever they make a film of his life (and what a brilliant film it would be), they should look no further than our Jake to play the lead role. A remarkable resemblance, don’t you agree?
Marcel Proust
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Nice, bright colours. I would know it is by you from "the beam of light".
I agree, there's a remarkable resemblance between Jake (or, better still, "lake scene Jack") and M Proust.
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