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[Jun. 3rd, 2011|09:05 am] |
After Maurice was born to Suzanne Valadon, she went to Renoir, for whom she had modeled nine months previously. Renoir looked at the baby and said, 'He can't be mine, the color is terrible!' Next she went to Degas, for whom she had also modeled. He said, 'He can't be mine, the form is terrible!' At a cafe, Valadon saw an artist she knew named Miguel Utrillo, to whom she spilled her woes. The man told her to call the baby Utrillo: 'I would be glad to put my name to the work of either Renoir or Degas!
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man gan kkā skumji liekas.. :/
| From: | josie |
Date: | June 3rd, 2011 - 11:40 am |
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ir, ir skumīgi
skumīgs ir fakts, bet brīnums būtu ja dižie gari rīkotos citādi. Bet paskatoties distancēti kā uz dialogu...
norādi ar pirkstu, kur tieši ir tie dižgari? Nobels, Einšteins varbūt, bet ne jau ārtisti, tie vairāk pļēguri :DD
pļēguri, ta pļēguri :DDD, bet savu roku mākslas vēstures kataklizmās pielikuši. Daži to pat dēvē par progresu :D
A Einšteins vispar savu vienigo meitu atdeva patversmei.
un Modiljāni beibe ne tikai sīko patversmē atstāja, bet pašnāvību uztaisīja, kamēr puncis liels ar otro.. | |