A much-loved painting of a small, out of the way place….Art for Writers
Bridget Whelan finds artwork for writers to use for writing prompts. But before you write, take the time to study her color and style, how she uses a limited palette of earth tones to create the image. How can you adapt this stylized approach to depiction to your own wrtiting?
I’m guessing that any New Zealander reading this will recognise this picture of a remote railway station painted in the 1930s. It has become an iconic 20th century image and was voted New Zealand’s most loved painting in a television poll. I’m not surprised as it is strong and unpretentious and the choice of this shed of a station – a very unpainterly subject – says a lot about the artist Rita Angus and the country she was trying to represent.I gather she developed her own style, independent from whatever other artists were doing and, although her paintings are simple and accessible, almost like a poster, they are rich in meaning.
As a writing exercise, be that man waiting for a train. Or perhaps he is not waiting at all, but has just got off and is now contemplating his next move. He is tiny compared to the mountains…
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Published on April 27, 2017 18:01
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Wind Eggs
“Wind Eggs” or, literally, farts, were a metaphor from Plato for ideas that seemed to have substance but that fell apart upon closer examination. Sadly, this was his entire philosophy of art and poetr
“Wind Eggs” or, literally, farts, were a metaphor from Plato for ideas that seemed to have substance but that fell apart upon closer examination. Sadly, this was his entire philosophy of art and poetry which was that it was a mere simulacrum or copy which had nothing to offer us and was more likely to mislead.
As much as I admire Plato I think the wind eggs exploded in his face and that art and literature have more to tell us, because of their emotional content, than the dry desert winds of philosophy alone. ...more
As much as I admire Plato I think the wind eggs exploded in his face and that art and literature have more to tell us, because of their emotional content, than the dry desert winds of philosophy alone. ...more
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