Henri Matisse, Woman Before an Aquarium
Yesterday I read a very fine review by Richard Gilbert, called: Hampl’s ‘Blue Arabesque’. A memoir of leisure, looking, and artistic expression.
This is how Hampl starts:
It’s a marvelous description of how the narrator gets captured by a work of art, almost against her own will. For me, now working seriously with my own ekphrasis-project, Hampl’s experience is tremendously exiting. She is in this first glimpse experiencing art not in a cognitive analytical mode, but as a sensual meeting.
I think contemporary art-writing has very little room for these kinds of experiences, being much too occupied by formal philosophy, it almost seems to forget that art is first and foremost a sensuous experience. And maybe that’s why poets are the best art-writers?
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MERRIAM-WEBSTER: Full Definition of ARABESQUE
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: an ornament or style that employs flower, foliage, or fruit and sometimes animal and figural outlines to produce an intricate pattern of interlaced lines
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: a posture (as in ballet) in which the body is bent forward from the hip on one leg with one arm extended forward and the other arm and leg backward
3
: an elaborate or intricate pattern
bc of what you wrote about her i started to reading anne truitt and love it. thanks for writing about her.
I hope you will enjoy reading her as much as I have. Her 3 daybooks have kept me company all through the summer, it has been such a pleasure!
On the subject of a person compelled by, arrested by, a work of art, see Mark Doty’s Still Life with Oysters and Lemon.
Thank you, I WILL!