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Basquiat es el artista que me hipnotiza desde hace a?os. Traslada nuestra cultura en tres dimensiones: ancho-pasado, alto-presente y largo-futuro; por la de culturas menos pretenciosas que pintan en dos dimensiones: ancho-pasado y alto-presente. No tienen perspectiva, que es la medida en la que vivimos en occidente. No tienen perspectiva de futuro. No tienen creditos a treinta a?os q
Forget your preconceived notions of art. Float on the whim of something beyond understanding. Do you find something enjoyable about his painting (or all paintings)? Stop wasting your time comparing Basquiat with childish fantasies or retard epitaphs. Please experience the expression of one person at a particular time. I am so tired of pretentious ass art students believing the conception in their head is better the world they conceive. Open your fucking eyes and realize the world is myriad things to many people. Just because your professor didn't rave about the stroke doesn't mean it does not communicate.
Basquiat is an artist. He painted with a child's eye and a genius mind. No one will know his 'intentions' in all his work. 'Notary' is about the process. It looks like the doodle we could all create--if given the inspiration. Only, the inspiration, the process, the decisions, the depth, the love in what he was thinking when he created it-- that's the key. Yes, it appears as something we are all 'capable' of doing (perhaps, if this was what was asked of us). But it's the actual conceptualizing and committment to the work that defines it. This piece in particular is about the process of coming to a realization of an idea or a work. The crossed out words, to me, represent the journey of discovering one's self, one's art, one's message (or one's guise). The beauty is in the fact that this is considered by the artist to be the art itself. That is, the journey you take and all the decisions along the way is the real gift, and the reward isn't necessarily the end result. Perhaps his paintings could be seen as childs' play, in that the work and path of this short-lived artist seemed only to be sketched out, rough...and feeling incomplete-- his art reflecting the life he led, as if it were an unwritten cliche. His pieces seem to represent something grander, a glimpse at what could have been, if given time, and always a work in progress. And perhaps this is why I appreciate his art. I, like many, a perpetual procrastinator, a man of big dreams but mediocre means, a man that believes in art for what it means to me personally...for the sake of self-discovery, I find inspiration in seeing people like myself succeed, be recognized. And when I say, 'like my self,' I mean, in a sense, incomplete, half-way there, full of potential. His paintings reflect insecurities, poor choices, mistakes, imperfections, day dreams, doubts, disoveries, joys, sadnesses, and like life, they reflect a form of selective randomness to a great degree. It's inspirations and upsets, useless bits of information and profound wonder: The hodge-podge of things that stick with you in the very moment you want to reflect on life and your world and preserve that reflection through art. Our lives are filled with the fundamental, the mundane, the unknown, moments of harmony and faith and harsh realities of scientific fact. His paintings seem to have the kind of randomness we experience in our lives that we all wish we had the time, energy, feeling, and thought that Basquiat invests in his work, to actually create. He is like a child in many ways. Like a child who was let be-- to let his imagination run rampid. A thought process as art. We are generally, as a public, afraid to show the world, our peers or otherwise, a creation deemed as art and be confident enough to stand behind that claim, especially when it hasn't achieved the level of current 'professional' standards... though we create these standards...and Basquiat's belief in his work and his confidence in the act, and in calling it art, (let's face it, Andy Warhol's endorsement didn't hurt either) helped put his work in the spot light. It is raw. it is childlike. it is beautiful. I dig it.
When I was in high school studying Modern Art history I never was told of the depth with which this man painted. In fact I did not realize how he had become famous in the modern art movement. I was not attracted to his art work, I did not understand it. His work seemed like children's drawings to me.
Now that I have read the information of some of substance behind his work I realize that he was a loud voice of American Negro experience. He is a visual bridge between Jazz,PoP, and Hip-Pop. He paint not just his life and experience but is a voice between those different generations. He manages to remind us that we are Africans, (North,Central,South)American, European, Asian, as "Americans". We are also people of struggle with our history, our present discrimination and social injustice. We are people devided by economics and racism inspite of our diversity.
I would recommend to any Graffity artist and any one who is into Hip-Pop to see this man's work.
yo tengo los mismosgenes que esas pinturas
estoy encerrado en esta carcel!!!!!!
pinturas insuperables a la velocidad de la luz
POR FAVOR SALVEMEN TENGO MUCHO QUE
ofrecer ala purulenta history del ArT!!!!!!!!
Basquiat's style is a rhythm of his own. Primal, rudimental, layered, random yet structured, enveloped in color. He maintains a continuity of creation through his
short-lived life. I saw the exhibition 3 times, and enjoyed each adventure throughhis eyes and mind. Fascinating.
I just saw his exibition at the moca museum in downtown los angeles. I never knew much about him however i planned on attending saturday night but fell asleep, I woke up at 3 am and Basquiat movie had just started on cable. After it ended I knew I had to go. I live only blocks from the moca museum. I was overwhelmed with emotion, all his paintings are so vibrant and emotional. I kept thinking to myself, damn - he must have really been faded.
era un drogadicto, sus pinturas fa!...sin comentarios.., mi hermanito con los ojos cerrados, hace mejores!!!
Un moment delicieux apres avoir visite l'expo a Houston, une telle joie de vivre et une totale spontaneite qu'il partage avec tant de facilite
I knew nothing. I innocently arrived at the mfa with my 7 year old in tow for a morning of "free art". I was rivited. The frantic motion of the man and his city excited and exhausted me. I exhaled as my son led me down the stairs; away from the energy that I today learned was and is Basquiat.