Jean Arp


Born
in Strasbourg, France
September 16, 1886

Died
June 07, 1966

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Jean Arp / Hans Arp (16 September 1886 – 7 June 1966) was a German-French, or Alsatian, sculptor, painter, poet and abstract artist in other media such as torn and pasted paper.

When Arp spoke in German he referred to himself as "Hans", and when he spoke in French he referred to himself as "Jean". Many people believe that he was born Hans and later changed his name to Jean, but this is not the case.
Arp was born in Strasbourg as the son of a French mother and a German father, during the period following the Franco-Prussian War when the area was known as Alsace-Lorraine (Elsass-Lothringen in German) after France had ceded it to Germany in 1871. Following the return of Alsace to France at the end of World War I, French law determined that his n
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Arp on Arp

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Three Painter Poets

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Arp: Line and form

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Días Deshoajdos

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Jean Arp, 1886 1966: Escult...

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Jean Arp: Poupées

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Ich Bin In Der Natur Gebore...

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Zerstreuung Des Alphabets: ...

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Arp E L'Avanguardia

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Hans Arp 1886-1966

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“Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation...tooting, howling, screeching, booming, crashing, whistling, grinding, and trilling bolster his ego. His anxiety subsides. His inhuman void spreads monstrously like a gray vegetation.”
Jean Arp

“humour
is water of the afterlife
mixed with the wine of this life”
Jean Arp