this was an amazing 3 days.. I’d been over to Nante to see it being built. We were filming a 2-3 minute news piece. Having been absolutely blown away by what they were doing we managed to get a 30 minute program out of it.
I still reckon it was the most spectacular piece of free performance art I’ll ever see. To be honest one of the most spectacular pieces of art I’ll ever see…

From a railway carriage – by Robert Louis Stevenson.

Faster than fairies, faster than witches,
Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;
And charging alone like troops in a battle,
All through the meadows the horses and cattle:
All of the sights of the hill and the plain
Fly as thick as driving rain;
And ever again, in the wink of an eye,
Painted stations whistle by.
Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,
All by himself and gathering brambles;
Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;
And there is the green for stringing the daisies!
Here is a cart run away in the road
Lumping along with man and load;
And here is a mill and there is a river;
Each a glimpse and gone for ever.

not a big art fan, but this picture moved me quite a lot when I saw it at the National Portrait Gallery… I didn’t want to look at it as it stirred something uncomfortable inside, but I couldn’t help but stare

and this poem, yes it’s the one from Four Weddings, but I love it none the less; again it evokes uncomfortable emotion and draws you in

W. H. Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

wow… some incredible stuff in this thread! the art has really surprised me, a lot of it not the kind of thing i’d normally be attracted to but the examples people have posted are fantastic.

bump for the friday-bored-at-work

the 2 main characters go and see that picture tryptich in the film, is all.

Ah OK. Two days of uncertainty and not knowing have now ended, but I guess I’ll watch the film amyway, thanks.

The tryptich itself is a thing of incredible beauty and so advanced in its style, it’s a shame that I don’t really have the opportunity to go to the museums more often as when you come across something like this, there is definitely a WOW factor. Guernica I was less impressed with, but some of his etchings let you see him in a different way.

Some of Goya’s drawings of the Napoleonic war are quite disturbing and thought provoking.

I’m not one for poems, but I do like the lyrics to Love Song (and many,many more)

Whenever I’m alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I’m alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again
Whenever I’m alone with you
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I’m alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away I will always love you
However long I stay I will always love you
Whatever words I say I will always love you
I will always love you

Whenever I’m alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I’m alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean again

However far away I will always love you
However long I stay I will always love you
Whatever words I say I will always love you
I will always love you

As yunki says, it’s almost impossible to choose just one, art is everywhee you look. To quote Toyah Wilcox, “If you think a piece of dog shit is art…….” 😕

Alway admired the photgraphy of Ansel Adams, helps that I love Yosemite too….

One of the most amazing pieces of art I have seen is a marble sculpture in the Prado – it was a bust of a woman wearing a veil. Doesn’t sound amazing but how the artist managed to sculpt it from marble so that you could see the facial features below the veil is a mystery and a wonder. I can’t remember who the artist was though!