Monday, January 31, 2011

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Nudity raw and brutal self-portraits of Egon Schiele

Egon Schiele, 1890 - 1918.
M ort in 1918 at the age of 28 years as a result of the English flu killed 40 million people, including his young wife three days before him, Egon Schiele Gustav Klimt was with one of the most prominent artists in Vienna. The Vienna of profound social changes, that of Sigmund Freud, Ludwig Wittgenstein and Arnold Schoenberg that all multiplied innovative experiences. Exposure Vienna 1900 (extended in a smaller version until next Sunday) at the Fondation Beyeler (Riehen / Basel) highlights the difference between direct and sensuality sharp and that Schiele, decorative, transfiguring Klimt, his mentor .

Eros, self portrait, 1911.
L hen treats its erotic themes, Schiele chose the pencil, India ink, gouache, watercolor. While most artists resort to painting in oils to express the thickness of the bare flesh. In his self-portraits, the Viennese will gladly body is skeletal and lonely, while his contemporaries regarded him as a being full of charm. Muscle nerve, the studs accented, ribs protruding, hair, sex or trained at rest: everything expresses sexual energy included in this body. The artist shows what the facade of "morality" Viennese trying to hide, as Freud does.

S i in Eros and other work he has built his cock, it is understood he is not seeking to provoke: he explores his own impulses. Looking at his self-portraits, I am transported from the 1910s to the 1980s when another "epidemic" that the English flu began to decimate the young men (like the soldiers at the end of the war of 14-18) before contamination of Countless women and men in the so-called emerging countries. The guys I brought up the death, while it gave them little time to reach the state of living skeletons, make me think of premonitory self-portrait of Schiele.

A relentless exploration of feelings and impulses.
U n day of October 1985, I went to visit Nouri during the lunch break. I found him sitting on the bed that had just been rid of its dirty linen diarrhea, haggard and naked, sex between his thighs huge hairy stripped of their flesh and their muscles Nouri, if the athlete husky a year ago. "It's long ...", he said. Yes, deprivation lasted for a man who had lost her mind (the doctors had no idea care giving). "I admire your patience!" I replied. Our last words, because the next evening when I arrived, he uttered his last breath.

Andre

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