Wordless Wednesday - The Desperate Man
Wednesday June 3, 2009
Photo: © Michel Nguyen
(I have often wondered *what*, exactly, was going on in Gustave Courbet's life when he painted this freaking-out self portrait. Well, I think I know the answer this week: he wasn't getting his tomato plants in the ground quickly enough while swarms of those minuscule black flies slowly drained him of blood. What's that you say? No? Not possibly gardening related? Hmmm. Perhaps I should click on the image and learn more about his life...)
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Comments
Oh, I’d totally go with the gardening explanation! Makes perfect sense to me…
Yeah it’s similar to the way I feel when I find another hundred or so snails after I went to the trouble to relocate the last couple hundred. I even color coded their shells to see if the same ones were coming back.
Fascinating article about Courbet. I think I’d rather not be an artist if it means this kind of angst. I’d rather study artists than be one!
Looks like Johnny Depp in his “Pirates” gear. If Courbet was among us, he would have to take that as a compliment!