Post beautiful artworks in this thread for when I return.
Evening on Karl JohanMunch is the master of anxiety. Even his most placid, transcendent or melancholic pieces appear to me as the calm before the storm. It's a fairly obvious abstraction to make, but I believe that Evening on Karl Johan describes the anxiety of the crowd as well as that of the artist. They bunch towards a point and the fairly open landscape only serves to hem them in as they stream at some unknown obstacle. I could talk about Munch's palette, but I think that it speaks for itself. Blah.
Quote from: Elegiac on December 27, 2014, 11:35:59 AMEvening on Karl JohanMunch is the master of anxiety. Even his most placid, transcendent or melancholic pieces appear to me as the calm before the storm. It's a fairly obvious abstraction to make, but I believe that Evening on Karl Johan describes the anxiety of the crowd as well as that of the artist. They bunch towards a point and the fairly open landscape only serves to hem them in as they stream at some unknown obstacle. I could talk about Munch's palette, but I think that it speaks for itself. Blah.Everybody is anxious in Norway.Think those mountains formed naturally? Nope, wrinkles.Think those lakes formed naturally? Nope, tears.Think that white stuff covering Norway for a third of the year is snow? Nope, stress fapping
Quote from: Ushan on December 27, 2014, 11:45:42 AMQuote from: Elegiac on December 27, 2014, 11:35:59 AMEvening on Karl JohanMunch is the master of anxiety. Even his most placid, transcendent or melancholic pieces appear to me as the calm before the storm. It's a fairly obvious abstraction to make, but I believe that Evening on Karl Johan describes the anxiety of the crowd as well as that of the artist. They bunch towards a point and the fairly open landscape only serves to hem them in as they stream at some unknown obstacle. I could talk about Munch's palette, but I think that it speaks for itself. Blah.Everybody is anxious in Norway.Think those mountains formed naturally? Nope, wrinkles.Think those lakes formed naturally? Nope, tears.Think that white stuff covering Norway for a third of the year is snow? Nope, stress fappingThat sounds like most of the big, mad continent.
Quote from: Elegiac on December 27, 2014, 12:07:25 PMQuote from: Ushan on December 27, 2014, 11:45:42 AMQuote from: Elegiac on December 27, 2014, 11:35:59 AMEvening on Karl JohanMunch is the master of anxiety. Even his most placid, transcendent or melancholic pieces appear to me as the calm before the storm. It's a fairly obvious abstraction to make, but I believe that Evening on Karl Johan describes the anxiety of the crowd as well as that of the artist. They bunch towards a point and the fairly open landscape only serves to hem them in as they stream at some unknown obstacle. I could talk about Munch's palette, but I think that it speaks for itself. Blah.Everybody is anxious in Norway.Think those mountains formed naturally? Nope, wrinkles.Think those lakes formed naturally? Nope, tears.Think that white stuff covering Norway for a third of the year is snow? Nope, stress fappingThat sounds like most of the big, mad continent.Except we're better.
Quote from: Ushan on December 27, 2014, 12:11:08 PMQuote from: Elegiac on December 27, 2014, 12:07:25 PMQuote from: Ushan on December 27, 2014, 11:45:42 AMQuote from: Elegiac on December 27, 2014, 11:35:59 AMEvening on Karl JohanMunch is the master of anxiety. Even his most placid, transcendent or melancholic pieces appear to me as the calm before the storm. It's a fairly obvious abstraction to make, but I believe that Evening on Karl Johan describes the anxiety of the crowd as well as that of the artist. They bunch towards a point and the fairly open landscape only serves to hem them in as they stream at some unknown obstacle. I could talk about Munch's palette, but I think that it speaks for itself. Blah.Everybody is anxious in Norway.Think those mountains formed naturally? Nope, wrinkles.Think those lakes formed naturally? Nope, tears.Think that white stuff covering Norway for a third of the year is snow? Nope, stress fappingThat sounds like most of the big, mad continent.Except we're better.We?
Quote from: Elegiac on December 27, 2014, 12:13:51 PMQuote from: Ushan on December 27, 2014, 12:11:08 PMQuote from: Elegiac on December 27, 2014, 12:07:25 PMQuote from: Ushan on December 27, 2014, 11:45:42 AMQuote from: Elegiac on December 27, 2014, 11:35:59 AMEvening on Karl JohanMunch is the master of anxiety. Even his most placid, transcendent or melancholic pieces appear to me as the calm before the storm. It's a fairly obvious abstraction to make, but I believe that Evening on Karl Johan describes the anxiety of the crowd as well as that of the artist. They bunch towards a point and the fairly open landscape only serves to hem them in as they stream at some unknown obstacle. I could talk about Munch's palette, but I think that it speaks for itself. Blah.Everybody is anxious in Norway.Think those mountains formed naturally? Nope, wrinkles.Think those lakes formed naturally? Nope, tears.Think that white stuff covering Norway for a third of the year is snow? Nope, stress fappingThat sounds like most of the big, mad continent.Except we're better.We?
Going for a walk.
