The statue of Nike from Samothrace

I do not feel very competent in the sculpture art, although I like many sculptures of Michelangelo and other Italians, and of course I like the works of Auguste Rodin.

The statue of the goddess Nike from Samothrace was the first sculpture that impressed me so much in my life. I saw her exposed in the Louvre museum about 10 years ago, but my impressions were so strong that I can still see her clearly with my eyes closed.

Nike is the ancient goddess of victory.

The statue was found on the island of Samothrace in 1863 by the French consul in Adrianopolis and amateur archaeologist Charles Champoiseau. It is 244 cm high and is made of marble. Nike was found without a head and with no hands. For better conservation and preservation it was carried in France, and from 1884 year is stored in the Louvre museum in Paris. Now it is the dominant exponent on the Daru staircase.

The creation of the statue is dated around 250 BC or as late as 180 BC.

The assumptions are that it was made in honour of victory in a naval battle of the Macedonian general Demetrius Poliocetes. Some archaeologists think that the creator of the statue is the sculptor Pythocritus from Rhodes.

Legends about the subtlety and perfection of art in ancient Greece are still alive.

Although its traditions and techniques have been brought to ancient Rome, it is believed that the ancient Greek art remains perfect and unsurpassed. The statue of the goddess Nike of Samothrace is a conclusive proof of that.

Look at the grace in her posture. How softly draped is her garment. It’s amazing that it’s made of marble, isn’t it?

Her wings are confidently dissolved, with delicately ornamented feathers on them. Is she flying away in the sky inspired, or is she descending tired from above?

It’s amazing how expressive her figure is, even with no hands and no head. We can only imagine how beautiful and impressive she was in her original form.

You can see pictures of the statue at the Louvre museum web site.

From the heart I wish you to see it on your own.

Sandro Botticelli and the Queen of Beauty

I can hardly write anything new about the life and work of Sandro Botticelli (1445-1510), one of the most famous Italian painters of the Renaissance time.

I have been attracted to his art since my childhood and I am extremely happy that last year I managed to see some of his works in Florence.

Unquestionable master of the brush. One of the geniuses of the Renaissance art.

My words are powerless to express my admiration and adoration over all that this great man and painter has left us.

I’m going to tell you about his favourite model – Simonetta Vespucci (1490-1476), also called La Bella Simonetta and recognised as The Queen of the Beauty of North Italy at that time.

Simonetta has been daughter of an Italian nobleman from Genoa, and had married only sixteen years old for the Florentine Marco Vespucci. Moving to Florence, she has become a very popular and loved woman for her beauty.

The story claims that she has been  loved by the two brothers Lorenzo and Giuliano, heirs of the then rulers of Florence – the family De Medici. Without any real evidence therefore, because at that time such a story would be extremely scandalous for a lady with a noble Florentine surname. More likely the brothers have been attracted by her incredible beauty.

Sandro paints her repeatedly. He paints her portraits or embeds her in some of his paintings, which today enjoy greatest popularity – Primavera, The Three Graces and The Birth of Venus, where Simonetta is painted as Flora and the Venus herself.

Simonetta has died very young from tuberculosis, only 22 years old. The burial process has gone through the entire city, and her coffin had remained open so that the citizens of Florence could had admired her beauty for the last time.

It is not known if Simonetta posed for Sandro at all while she has been alive, because his pictures with her image are dated with years after her death.

Looks like he has painted her from memories. What a sad apotheosis of beauty.

You can see his works on Wikipedia, but I strongly recommend that you visit Florence to see them with your own eyes.

Maud Lewis – the naive soul of Nova Scotia

Do you know where Nova Scotia is?

Nova Scotia is one of the Eastern provinces of Canada, on the Atlantic. It’s a peninsula with many small offshore islands. The capital of Nova Scotia is Halifax, a city that is notoriously known for powerful explosions during the both world wars.

In Nova Scotia, in the small town of Digby, in a small wooden house with thin walls and only one room, without water inside and with no electricity, in 1970 year, at the age of 67 years died alone an incredibly strong and cheerful woman – the artist Maud Lewis (1902-1970).

This little thin woman, physically handicapped and tormented by strong rheumatoid arthritis, who has lived in incredible poverty, bordering on misery, leaved to the world a huge number of cheerful pictures painted with the eyes of a happy child.

The naive art of this woman is amazing!

She doesn’t even have a complete secondary education (poverty forces her to leave the school barely graduating from grade 5). Her only teacher in painting was her mother, who has shown Maud how to make Christmas cards for selling to their neighbours.

I will not show you here her beautiful winter paintings, with snowed pines, happy children on their sleighs and deers with smart sad eyes. I know you’ll be fascinated by them. They are wonderful, with a typical Northern beauty.

I will not show you here her magical landscapes of the Atlantic seashore, with the lighthouses, the coastal cliffs and the seagulls talking each to other, perched on two adjacent stones. They are wonderful, with a typical Northern beauty.

Look at this colourful landscape sealed the short Canadian summer. What a sunny splendour and serenity. A fast-passing beauty, like life itself. It is as it is.

You can see her paintings in Artnet.

Ivan Rabuzin – my favourite Croatian naivist

In the recent years I have discovered for myself the naive art. I am particularly impressed by the Croatian naive art, and among the Croatian naive painters I consider my favorite Ivan Rabuzin (1921-2008).

Born in a small village in the Croatian Zagorje and trained to become a carpenter, this huge talent becomes one of the flagmen of the European naive art.

His works were displayed in many cities worldwide, just to mention Paris, New York, Tokyo, Sao Paolo, Milan, Amsterdam, Zurich, Bratislava, Oslo, Munich, Firenze, Geneva, Bern, Hamburg, Cologne but not only.

I must admit that I was so fascinated by his works that for a while I have copied his pictures into the web site of my company (without asking permission from his heirs, which I am very sorry about!)

Ivan Rabuzin is one of the painters who inspired me to start painting again after more than 30 years of interruption.

I’m thinking why exactly he is my muse? Perhaps because he is a painter of the Balkan nature, in its original, pure and untouched by industrialisation and urbanisation. And I am a child of the Balkans, too.

Look at this picture. It‘s called Orehovec Hills.

In the green wooded hills there are two groups of houses. They are wonderful, those houses, neat and welcoming. Each group is located on a separate hill and is surrounded by a dense green wall. The only way out of the wall is the entrance and the exit for the houses.

No one knows if these houses are part of the same village, or if they are two separate villages? How can one get from the one group to the other? Isn’t there a shorter way? No one knows the answer...

The fields and the meadows around are so fresh and green. The eternal sky is spread over the hills, dotted with many little clouds.

If you want to have a look at the works of Ivan Rabuzin, visit his art portal http://www.rabuzinfineart.com created by his family or the web site of the Croatian Museum of Naive Art.

Georges Papazoff – the Bulgarian Dali

Georges Papazoff (1894-1972) is a Bulgarian painter born in the city of Yambol, who spent almost all his life in France.

He is the flagman of the Bulgarian modern fine arts. Throughout his life he experimented in different styles – expressionism, abstractionism, symbolism. George Papazoff is a painter of world dimension. The Bulgarian Salvador Dali.

While working in Paris, he is part of the world‘s art elite. George Papazoff meets and talks with Joan Miró, Max Ernst, Pablo Picasso, Paul Klee.

The life of the genius is never easy.

In parallel with the brilliant development in his art, he began to face ungratefulness and envy in Paris, which is why he settled in the province and worked there in loneliness.

George Papazoff was rediscovered by the Bulgarian art historain Andrei Nakov, who lives and works in France. Andrei Nakov succeeded to convince him to return and start exhibiting again in Paris.

The art of George Papazoff is extremely expressive.

His works immerse you in a sea of good feelings, nice emotions and thoughts. Unique for him is the amazing closeness to nature and the warm presence of the heaven, the sea, the field, the man. Maybe an imprint from the childhood spent in Bulgaria. And for sure – an incredibly strong personality and a great talent.

Have a look at this painting called Trois figures.

A man and two women on the ground. He’s lying down, they’re half-seated to him. Is he dead or is he asleep? Isn’t he just dreaming and staring at the stars? Are they grieving for him or are they rivals for his love?

The unknown depth of the human soul, enclosed by gentle contours.

Not all equations in this life are solvable. Some equations have more than one solution.

If you want to see some of his works, you may look at Wikiart.

Mario Zhekov and the energy of the Sea

Mario Zhekov (1898-1955) is the most popular Bulgarian marine artist.

Born in Stara Zagora, the center of the Thracian valley, he has been experiencing an irresistible attraction to the Sea throughout his life.

He has been dreaming of travelling on a ship in the Mediterranean Sea and studied painting in France. Mario Zhekov spent most of his life in travels and painting in the Mediterranean countries – France, Italy, Croatia, Turkey, Greece. He also left many paintings of the Bulgarian coast and the Black Sea.

One of the few Bulgarian artists who became popular outside the country while alive. He made solo exhibitions in Belgrade, Zagreb, Bucharest, Budapest.

In the Bulgarian fine arts, Mario Zhekov is one of the sad examples of interrupted creative development by the political changes in 1944 year.

Before the changes, the Bulgarian art critics regarded him as a marine artist with European dimension. In the years after the changes he travelled and painted less and less. He worked in his last decade as a theatrical painter and designer of tourist brochures and advertisements and died quite young.

The sea in his paintings is not just an artist’s object. Warm and welcoming. Angry and frowning. Dreaming in a summer nap. The Sea is a living organism.

I hesitated which of his works to choose for my art essay about him. I chose this one, because I like how the waves are coming one after another closer and closer.

Do you feel the energy of the water and the wind? Do you hear the noise of the Sea?

The island seems to be approaching as a ship towards you, moving away from the other end of the bay. The sky is a tense reflection of the Sea.

If you want to see the works of Mario Zhekov, visit the permanent exhibition of the City gallery in his hometown Stara Zagora.

Jules Paskin in the world of reality

Jules Paskin (1885 – 1930) is one of the artists that I have liked since my childhood.

I have seen mostly his watercolours, with very soft contours and warm nuances. I did not know many things about his life, except that he was born in Bulgaria and his family emigrated when he was a little.

What have I recently learnt about his life?

Jules Paskin moved to London and then to USA to avoid the service in the Bulgarian army during the First World War.  After the war he returned to Paris and became one of the symbols of the Montparnasse artistic community. That is why, in the art world he is mostly known as American-French painter (born in Bulgaria).

Among his friends in Paris were one of my favourite writers Ernest Hemingway and Modigliani.

Jules Paskin is the painter of the world of reality.

As a famous bohemian, prone to alcoholism, he is a good connoisseur of restaurants in Paris and a friend of many prostitutes.

Parisian prostitutes were his preferred models. Many of his paintings are like photographs, sealed their tired bodies, hands and eyes. It’s an interesting fact that he paintеd nude female bodies mostly in graphics and with oil.

But look at his watercolours if you want to feel the fragile soul of Jules Paskin.

This is portrait of Luci Krohg, the second loved woman in his life. He split his apartment and heart equally between his wife and Luci. What a tender beauty and sadness.

Drowned by alcoholism and depression due to disapproval of his latest works, he committed suicide at 45 years in the atelier.

Jules left Lucy a message on the wall written with his blood.

On the day of his funeral, all the restaurants in Montparnasse were closed. Thousands of his friends walked dressed all in black three miles behind his coffin, from his atelier to the cemetery of Montparnasse.

Klimbo melody from the childhood

For many of us born from 1960 to the end of the last century in Bulgaria and grew up here, Kliment Denchev – Klimbo (1939-2009) is the tale that was opening the door to our childish dreams almost every night at ten to eight.

Looking at the long list of movies and theatre performances with his participation in Wikipedia, I remember some of the movies he was playing in. I remember more clearly his warm voice and his always smiling bearded face, than the particular character he played in the movie.

It’s the magic of growing up.

The magical mercy to forget all the superfluous things and to leave only the good ones. The smile. The eyes. The voice.

And those simple and childishly naive paintings, which he was drawing night by night on window glass in the children’s evening show “Good Night, kids”.

Good night, little and not so little kids. Do you remember Klimbo?

Georgi Baev and the Sea

Georgi Baev (1924-2007) is among my favourite Bulgarian painters.

He is born in the seaside town of Bourgas, grew up there and spent his lifetime painting the Sea. I love the sea and I’m interested specifically in the painters who love the sea. Although Bulgaria is a sea country, there are not so much marine painters here.

In his works loneliness and masculine strength could be felt.

The colours are saturated and even their nuances are strong. The Sea is calm, without excitement and with no waves, and is somehow unnecessary quiet. The boats are off the water. The sailors are gone. The houses stay lonely as abandoned, without people around them. Lacking movement, lacking perspective.

There’s quiet sadness in his works.

Why was he so sad and lonely? Who was so much irritated with his quiet pictures? Why was his atelier lit in 1983 with so many paintings burned?

Unanswered questions.

Suzanne Valadon – the model that became a famous painter

Life can bring wonderful surprises even to people who think they know the history of art well. One such beautiful surprise to me is the French artist Suzanne Valadon (1865–1938).

She had a long and not very easy life, according to our today ideas of happiness. Born into a poor family, she moved to Paris very young to seek work. She has been doing very well as a circus acrobat until a severe trauma because of which she had to leave the circus for ever.

And since Suzanne was beautiful, her natural development in Paris was to become a model.

There had been hundreds of girls posing as models in Paris. Hundreds of them are for us simply unknown models drawn on the paintings of famous artists.

Exactly in such situations, the Fortune gives a chance to strong people to show what they can do.

Very few of the model girls have had the chance to be painted by and become a muse for all Renoir, Degas, Toulouse-Lautrec and Modigliani. The four left us magnificent portraits of Suzanne and painted her in various poses, out and in atelier.

Unlike many other model girls, Suzanne became a famous painter herself learning while posing, watching at the hands of the painter.

She painted hundreds of landscapes, flowers, still life and portraits that can be compared to the best works of post-impressionists, her teachers. Suzanne is the first woman painter admitted to the National Society of Fine Arts in France.

I especially like her paintings in which she paints women. Suzanne paints woman’s face, hands and body in natural poses, with no ideal forms, with no embellishment. But not only that – the woman in her works is not just a beautiful object, painted to express the author’s emotions or ideas. The woman takes a central place in the Suzanne’s works –  paints, reads, thinks, plays music. She is an artist herself with position in life.

I like the women confidence and serenity in the Suzanne’s paintings.

You can take a look at Suzanne Valadon’s works in Wikiart.