Artists tell stories

Artists tell stories.

Mona Lisa.

Artist	Leonardo da Vinci
Year	c. 1503–06, perhaps continuing until c. 1517
Type	Oil
Medium	Populus
Subject	Possibly Lisa Gherardini
Dimensions	77 cm × 53 cm (30 in × 21 in)
Location	Musée du Louvre, Paris

The story of the Mona Lisa is that it is possibly the painters wife and he was just doing a portrait of her.

Guernica.

Artist	Pablo Picasso
Year	1937
Medium	Oil on canvas
Dimensions	349 cm × 776 cm (137.4 in × 305.5 in)
Location	Museo Reina Sofia, Madrid, Spain

Guernica is the name of the city that this picture is referring to. This painting is showing the horrors of war and so this painting has become an anti war symbol.

The scream.

Artist	Edvard Munch
Year	1893
Type	Oil, tempera, pastel and crayon on cardboard
Dimensions	91 cm × 73.5 cm (36 in × 28.9 in)
Location	National Gallery, Oslo, Norway

What this painting is respresenting or doing is showing a small ugly glimpse of the painters own anxiety and problems. He's just letting it all out in this painting.

Nude, Green leaves and bust.

Artist	Pablo Picasso
Year	1932
Medium	Oil on canvas
Dimensions	162 cm × 130 cm (64 in × 51 in)
Location	Private collection (Currently on long-term loan to Tate Modern)

This painting is telling the story of the painters secret lover. She is the woman in this picture and the man is the artist. He kept her secret for a very long time.

The last supper.

Artist	Leonardo da Vinci
Year	1495-1498
Type	tempera on gesso, pitch, and mastic
Dimensions	460 cm × 880 cm (181 in × 346 in)
Location	Santa Maria delle Grazie, Milan

The last supper paintings story is literally in the tittle. The story of this painting is that Jesus and other people are eating their last diner together.

Lisa

What our project was, is we had to make a form of art every friday or so. It could be anything you wanted and any medium you wanted to use. Then after you were done the piece you had to go on to blogger to make a little write up on your piece. Costa got me down the path of inspiration to blog by showing us the blogs and how they worked, and then then i started blogging. In class we looked at many things. There were many mediums we looked at, we looked at artwork of history.The inspiration never really gave me any ideas of what to do. The work was always my own and personal to me. I never had to make it personal. There was nothing i had to add, tweak, or take away. I was always creating just my own art. My first steps in creating any of my sketchbooks was to grab paper and my medium, and start thinking. Once i got a good idea i would then start the path in creating the idea. Once i would start creating the idea i would often have to change things to make the idea work for me. I would either restart completely depending on the medium or i would change a part of what i was about to do next on the piece to make it work better for me. The first steps in making my blog post would be to take a picture of my art work that i had just created. I would then start writing about it on the blog. My artwork could be exhibited in a Halloween shop or in a haunted house at Halloween. My art was very dark and creepy. I could also make my own exhibit to show it.

Artists Steal

It is perfectly fine to copy peoples artwork, if you give it your own spin. You cant fully copy everything about it. Most artists in time stole ideas from someone else. For example you could say the "mona lisa" was a stolen idea because someone painted a person in a frame before da vinci. You could say all art is stolen ideas, or that they are copied ideas. I like the word copied better than i like the word stolen. I think that copying ideas or "stealing" them is perfectly fine when it comes to art. I have stolen many ideas from artists and made them my own. You could never come up with anything 100% original.

This is a perfect example of a piece of artwork that was copied or "stolen".In My art class i have to take this concept of stealing a piece of art and i have to change it or copy it to make it my own. The art piece im choosing is " A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte ". What im going to do to this piece is im going to make the main girl with the umbrella the grim reaper and im going to make all the other people the restless souls stuck in purgatory.

This is my post for our visual poetry. This piece of art shows that the person wearing the mask is wearing it to try and fit in. When your wearing it people will say many nice things and like you, but when your wearing it to fit in you cant be yourself and cant speak your mind. You become blinded and have no voice. The real you becomes suppressed and after so long of being this way, you will find that you become wounded. I have put on the mask, and when i leave it on to long i find that i start to enjoy the fake me. Even though i enjoy it, the fake me is not nearly as great as the real me.