His mother died of tuberculosis when he was seven. Some sources would have his father as of aristocratic Spanish descent, whereas others consider him of non-aristocratic Spanish descent, from the region of Galicia. Fernand Cormon took him into his academy at boulevard de Clichy, where Van Gogh and Toulouse-Lautrec had also studied. From the age of 20, he lived by painting; he subsequently inherited money from his mother. In the beginning of his career, from to , Picabia was influenced by the Impressionist paintings of Alfred Sisley. Little churches, lanes, roofs of Paris, riverbanks, wash houses, lanes, barges—these were his subject matter.
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Shelves: favorites , best-of-the-best , , plays , poetry , Completely flabbergasted, in the best possible way. I have primarily viewed Dada as the connective tissue between Symbolism and Surrealism two of my main interests but this to extend the impoverished metaphor adds much more meat to those bones.
Dada is a difficult proposition and produced little in the way of literature. The introduction and notes by Marc Lowenthal are a treasure if information and insight. I will be returning to this book often in my life.
Meticulous and complete, forty-some years from pen tip to bespeckled elderly pen tip, all collated and riddled with nerds-only biographical notes and cheese aphorisms! The cover doesnt necessarily jazz me, but the layout inside is positively buttery; the extra-condensed, tall, stately letterforms, coupon-cut-out dashes, and considerate margins take you back to the nineteen-teens and twenties, sitting you squarely in Duchamps living room.
Picabia is a coward, a fool, a What a perfect object! Picabia is a coward, a fool, a thief, an idiot, and admits wholesale to all of these estimations and worse. How could we know? This shit just got printed in English for the first time two months ago. Have I mentioned sex? From my gleanings in the biographical notes, it seems that Francis was boning around as much as I daydream about boning around. This is all evident in the writing—his longing, often bodily, almost mechanical.
Very cinemax, no?!
I Am a Beautiful Monster
Francis Picabia Quote