Bah!
René Magritte, Empire of Light (L’Empire des lumières), 1953–54. cm.I have absolutely nothing of any importance to say today at all. So you didn't waste a trip coming here, I've just put up another of my favorite paintings. Peaceful, non?
Brings me back to sitting on the front porch of the family home, a summer twilight, listening to those birds that only sing at summer twilight. Quiet house, quiet street, not a leaf moving. It were lurvley.
Have a splendiferous weekend everybody. I'm off to drink a ton and make up for it by beating the crap out of myself on the exercise machine until I puke.
CHAWMING!!!
posted by Andraste at 6:44 PM
8 Comments:
This painting is terrifying. Why is there a bright blue sky buy it's dark outside the house? There's clearly some sort of malevolent activity going on inside that building, or possibly in the trees outside. I'm going to be scared all weekend now.
See? I think this is one of the most peaceful paintings I know. Maybe the light doesn't get like that in your part of the world, Kav, but here in New England, we have these twilight hours, where you can see shadows lengthening, and dark starts to fall, but the sky is still periwinkle blue and looks like mid-afternoon. It's gorgeous.
And first light on a new fallen snow...crisp and blue like cut glass in the rain.
Lovely....Except for the cold
That is a great painting. Me likey. Have a cracking weekend, I'm off out to walk the never tiring dog.
This picture looks like a place where Victorian Vampires hide out, I'm sure thats what many of yous thought. I have issues with the colour Periwinkle blue, firstly its sounds silly and secondly it looks kinda violet, Periwinkle Blue is to be mocked.
Don't forget your bucket beside your exercise machine, lets hope its in your home and not at the Gym, they may frown unpon that.
upon, is what I meant, correct spelling is to be mocked.
You're right andraste, I've never experienced an evening like that, and of course I've been taught to fear and despise anything unfamiliar to me. hence my reaction. Now that I understand there is little to fear (except those freaky large-eyed children with the posh English accents who I still suspect may inhabit the house), I quite like it.
Ol' Rene was pretty fucked up.
I like him.
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