The Molten Heart of the Soul
Baron Larry Caveney I described as molten lava when I first beheld this abstract portraitist. He’s gotten quite comfortable with ‘soul’ portraits of well known figures, but from the public facing material, there was a time he was more concerned with establishing this vibrant and molten motif. How does Lord Paris see the soul. I posit you, it ist in friends he hath drawn, lo before his fame and celebrity portraiture.
We are obviously seeing blade work in a mix of techniques. Again, a dream to interview the artists live. It doesn’t help being new to all this tech for live art review.
Again We are compelled by the status of the model, a commoner, cousin, co-worker, or in-law. Ist he a later or earlier motif? Our Noble continues to ‘melt’ vision liberally.
As dismissive as I am, I might of assumed these prep work for portraiture, a market Le Baron has surely recievéd (in interviews We found he did not chase his subjects for affirmations or sales). I now know them, after gaining the client of free reviews and marquee of live culture club performances. I know them to be yet another excellent exploration of Baron Larry.
Remember our first show? Remember the Yarl Laura Owens? Her use of color, or lack thereof. This hard to achieve feat, the Baron here does with ease. Hank William’s Potrait could not be grander in narrow palette. Perhaps the Yarl will do a culture cowboy now, and we push the Parisians to compete with the deepness of each others vision, while remaining within the high walls of pigment on canvas. For it ist this throne, that can be mounted to the dwelling walls of humans.
An artist must find such commonality with the viewer in the first instance of his existence. To deny this is blind idealism, or oddball production method. Here is the loaf of bread thee have seen daily, only through the molten eye of the Noble. Regardless of Dolly Madison or other noteworthy persons remembered so often and by the very young eating their bread. Did she really look like that bread loaf sticker?
The University of the Revolution spoils you, remakes you to see the product of the Paris that will be. There is the tower of pigment on canvas! You cannot unsee these reviews and go back to mundane art. He is bloody embattled medic of planets. Ours is now doomed, but our color angels saved.
Our muse, in his own order from Facebook, entered, upon a time, of musing his molten vision onto nudes, entering the grand halls of our history from Rembrandt to Gauguin. Hath he entered dear viewer? Forsooth, We say he has, We say Ruebens is no closer to this goal, and that our artist has learned to draw and sketch anatomically just as all before him, and we are king of production.
To the science of painting go its king! Anatomically unconcerned, as We have said of others, he is!
Of this nudes period, the Maestro posted some gallery shots I am loath to print, as they break the trance. Art thou not entranced? Above he tangles our visual attention by creating a center linked by radial pigment, from the pain of the subject, perhaps? Pray for interviews!
His Lordship creates color riots, where there should be a face, a body, are we seeing the soul instead? Here are the attractive lines of great bladework. We shall find out, do not think we will not ask!
The lady sings her blues
A business man leader can cause the blues!
But honestly, the cryptic art explanations remain with their author, and I’ll let you all know as soon as I.
Subjects are given which speak to the violence of our age, gangsters and others, faceless portraits shot with split blood!
One is reminded of the shooting of Senator McCarthy. How tranformative of culture was his shooting. Perhaps the first crack in the NRA armour. It is the goal of the artist to transform the viewer.
We were pleasantly surprised that he indeed did provide to the public all these non-celebrity figures for our perusal.
We could not fail to find the elemental artist, light, the mind plays tricks on ye! These “politicians, like the cowboy, have the painful podium-bareing bearing of a beleaguered brother! He, she needs you to see them. So it ist the soul at last that at last is light for someone to see the actual person.
We are not ourselves in these fleshy face, amongst those. And we do not fit in the flesh, but a fire lights our vision melting stone steel and flesh. Piercing flesh to the color meaning of mood (aura) and facial expression of the soul. Now, only now can we see. We have been placed inside a view of color, so colorist.
Wherefore art thou, behind the mask of thy daily work. The grind of thy words.
That is the Baron Larry, and in the news…
The enemy hath come at last to trial, let the Nuremburg drums begin to beat and the peasantry cry out beastial guttural mantras, death to the racists!
Well, that’s a horrible prediction, such as how it works. No Museum is feasible at the moment therefore, here ist an internal crawl, great Austrailian Colorist Selden Conner Gile!
I wrote of this gem the following at the time:
We were reading onward in the Wila Cather study, feeling board, turned to the web and searched google for “abstract colorists”. After a few mislistings, they popped out Selden Connor Gile! This may be the first academic paper, not just for art pleasure reading. What do I have to say? The muted, screaming spectral purity, or, opaque topcolor gives light! I don’t know what I’m going to say! I’m just going to look at them a while longer!
Brush strokes scatter the light (color). Bold flat surfaces capture a moment in light. All Impressionism and Post-Impressionism chases this bright moment, and that’s good to the eye for colorism.
Blue can become a pleasant dream of home and comfort, but not city folk, dock folk.
In this comfort of home cool “warmth”, we come to the golden harvest home of the poor.
For one thing they are reminiscent of the master Van Gogh.
In no certain order as presented by the Google search as mentioned.
The knife hath released modern art. It will continue to develop the form.
Follow to Tarebithia, to Oz, yet colour shall be beyond this coloréd life! Or perhaps in that certain bright moment of the diurnal labour of the artist. Gile plied and plied the knife and brush to be a wall against the light in that moment. When all color is new, first time! The immortal (God rest his soul) Yarl Paris! This produces the effect of oil pastel as shaded as it seems.
Here are Gauguin’s workpeople. Colorist long to translate the same human formula.
He is cloud and tree, nothing more, nor palette, nothing to find thee in the vast ochre, speaking clearly, but only a colorist canst hear.
Watercolor reaches for the discrete impasto piles, acrylic can give. This painting comes at the entryway style wise to what could be called Agrarian Manichean. Giles communicated in another language of vision involving brush strokes apart from each other.
A famous spot, that persons of leisure could so patronize the artist.
Renoir and Monet have Merged with Cezanne!
Can you see the light behind the reflection on your brain of the brightest spring day?
Can you hang far over the side of the boat to see all the way to the bottom of the ancient bay? This warmth and brightness puts you into the emotional event you are viewing, on the dock.
Gitchiegoomie!
Pale and haunting as the latter Americanists for subject artists, the pre-impressionists.
Yarl Laura seems to love the motif, the painting within the painting, old laquerréd wood of an expensive frame. In the frame, once again, hang out as far as you can reach child! Stretch against the rope! Look how far down you can see, the woman in the water ist there! Nay Michael, it’s all in your mind!
The Colrist here hath let go! As in Baroness Lana Gef, Yarl Seldon opens up the colouréd flood gates and looks upon a village in the ‘light’ I have called, the moment.
He is looking at a painting of the village and “seeing” its truth, light. I never intended to cover so many Gile paintings, but had he been living, he would likely lead the colorists here! I cannot say enough about this stark hd effect!
And less you think the Baron has no soul, here ist a wombyn. She is full livéd and hath a story to tell as the men, but first you must be able to see the soul.
At the last moment, Le Baron released to me via Messenger a series of works, I shall now attempt to review for you. I have been interviewing him and let’s see what the frames and the interview as it progresses tell us in unison, we can learn more.
Here is a video he provided me of one of his workspaces.
Now let us look at one of the new pieces Larry provided to DIY.
Here is a piece of our conversation.
Me: “Not too long a quotes though, because people would like to relax and hear the art appreciation as well as the technical parts. So do you use art blades a lot, or rarely”?
Larry: “I use destruction ..to rupture a codified cultural reference”
Me: “The powerful exploded heads? Molten faces? That is destruction?”
Larry: “Yes..sure”
What a wonderful and personable artist!
The above is not an image of Empire and their masks for poor only. As Larry clearly states, it is even as the Resistance as we call each other state. Masks destroy your persona, and in this case the solidity of your head! Lovely Revolution colour! Here’s more
He is a young and popular figure, but entirely of bold long brush strokes, and flashing primary outtakes! There be no accidents here! He is seasoned and disciplined. He painted every day until mandates.
I don’t know these people right off, the Baron has to name them. The person is not the subject, brush and line and color is. Like the light as a fluffy white color ssection of red tipped abstractions.
Whatever the case it is a stark inner view destroying the outward hierophant!
Ot is hard to imagine his color journey. From intentional gardening for paint subjects, to near blindness at the end. He had servants line the paints upon his pallete by number!
I think the endless muse of his created garden is a gift for the viewer of his body of work.
I do not think the art world the same without this contrived garden, costing so much!
This the last Monet to view today! We were so moved at the museum, by his sad tale, and his art perseverance. To put these in context, here is another impressionist.
Various Monet compared to Cezanne (last frame). Giving context to all our colorist realism Nobles! Long may they paint! You know this last Monet can be seen in Somerset! Except for the gruen, that’s your Irish luck again!
So, we deserve one more Caveney!
I will only note that the image of a great soul is exactly as portrayed by appearance. Long may you paint!
That will conclude our show this week. We just recieved word of a busy fall art schedule! Many fine reviews from SMU, Kimball, DMA, (mandates put those in jeapordy) and more! Look at the preceding series of impressionist works, I want to ask a question later, about all impressionism. I hope to write unto thee again soon so thank you for reading!
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