Showing posts with label Wassily Kandinsky. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wassily Kandinsky. Show all posts
Friday, September 2, 2011
Composition VIII
Composition VIII
1923 (140 Kb); Oil on canvas, 140 x 201 cm (55 1/8 x 79 1/8 in); Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, New York
Friday, October 30, 2009
Theosophy

Wassily Kandinsky (1866-1944), Murnau Street with Women, 1908. Oil on cardboard, 71 x 97 cm. Private collection, Courtesy Neue Galerie New York.
"A Teosofia é um corpo doutrinário que sintetiza Filosofia, Religião e Ciência, que está presente em maior ou menor grau em diversos sistemas de crenças ao longo da história, e foi exposto modernamente primeiro por Helena Blavatsky no final do século XIX, e por outros desde então."
Theosophy is a doctrine of religious philosophy and metaphysics. Theosophy holds that all religions are attempts by the "Spiritual Hierarchy" to help humanity in evolving to greater perfection, and that each religion therefore has a portion of the truth. The founding members, Helena Petrovna Blavatsky (1831–91), Henry Steel Olcott (1832–1907), and William Quan Judge (1851–96), established the Theosophical Society in 1875.
Kandinsky was a follower and tried to base his art in its principles.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
But João...

Wassily Kandinsky - "The Blue Mountain" - (1908-09)
Oil on canvas - The Solomon R. Guggebheim
Museum, New York, NY, USA - Image
Copyright © (cf. Olga's Gallery)
"But João, stones and rocks are alive too. Their molecules just move very slowly."
Says Ruth and I think about an old Philip Glass piece,
the music revolving around itself, like in a frame by frame mode and I
think of stones and rocks the same, moving, moving.
Moving about itselves in a way, that mere humans can't aprehend.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Summer's ending

Olho para o rio, hoje em vez das altas luzes do sol, as sombras das nuvens.
O tempo está também mais fresco, e assim somos avisados de que o Verão está a acabar.
I look at the river, today instead of the sun's highlights, there are the shadows of the clouds.
Wheater is also fresher, in this way we are being warned that Summer is ending.
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micro relatos,
Wassily Kandinsky
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Happy
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
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