A Master of Reinvention
“When I first knew Miró,” Ernest Hemingway wrote in 1934, “he had very little money and very little to eat, and he worked all day every day for nine months painting a very large and wonderful picture called The Farm…”
Hemingway was determined to buy The Farm. He agreed with Miró’s dealer to pay 5,000 francs for it, which, he recalled, «was four thousand two hundred and fifty francs more than I had ever paid for a picture…» When it was time to make the last payment he risked losing the painting because he didn’t have the money. On the final day he trawled around every bar he knew in Paris, with his friend John Dos Passos, borrowing cash, and eventually raised the funds. «I would not trade it for any picture in the world,» he wrote.
Joan Miró i Ferrà was born in Barcelona, but Paris shaped him as an artist. He went there for the first time in 1920 and met all sorts of artists including Pablo Picasso and Ernest Hemingway. Miró was, above all, desperate, in the spirit of the moment, to be part of an -ism, or, better, to create one. Impressionism was dead, he suggested: «Down with weeping sunsets in canary yellow… Down with all that, made by crybabies!» He painted Horse, Pipe and Red Flower shortly after he arrived in Paris, before he joined the Surrealist movement. In this painting we can see the influence of Cubism.
Reinvention is a lot harder than it sounds. But great artists find ways to revitalize their art. Such artists may seem like sponges: new visual information flows both in and out of them like water. One such artist was Joan Miró.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=77eSGRcojtg
Portrait of Nubiola, 1917
Horse, Pipe and Red Flower, 1920
The Tilled Field,1923
Catalan Landscape, 1924
The Harlequin’s Carnival, 1925
Dog Barking at the Moon, 1926
Blue II, 1961
Personnage devant le soleil, 1968
Self-Portrait, 1919
Tal faràs, tal trobaràs 
Losing a painting is not the same as losing time with love. Love is not for sale, it has free spirit and can choose who can own her. Good love pays herself in weight of gold and ways never thought possible. The face of love is true art. In the end lovers maintain eachother in more ways than one and in good times and less good times.
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I have a friend who loves this. I like it too. Beautiful art. Intense.
That sounds great doesn’t it? I think I would really like to be loved like that.
I hope you will know when that love crosses your path. Many wonder of when they win the love lottery.
Sometimes you just need to disconnect and enjoy your own company.
I am not that much fun hahaha go figure
Love is true when it comes from the heart, not from the mouth.
Hello Feseto! You teach me about art and artists I’ve never heard of! I like that! That’s why I nominated your blog for the LIebster Award! Find out more about it on my blogpost ‘Third Liebster Award for Lifestyletalks!
Thank you very much for the nomination !!!
My pleasure Feseto!
Raimon wrote a song about Miró: «D’un roig encès». Franco’s censors banned it. A colour was not allowed. Red.
In a burning red
I’d want the songs
In a burning red
I’d want life
In a burning red
All the loves
In a burning red
This so dangerous corner
People from here and from out
May they’d be
In a burning red
In a burning red
I’d want the world
And to say the things
Just as they are
This is more «red» than Raimon’s song about Miró.
Love comes from the heart, the mouth and actions Feseto.
The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the delight of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed,
The moment you feel love in your heart it is time to look in heart of the woman or man of your desire and not just talk but deliver more than you can afford. That is the time you can can be truly saying ‘I love you’. The rest is history. It is not all about a perfect world and glossy interesting real life documentary with good looking people, deep pockets and powers to change the people around, is about getting through an imperfect world together.
Sometimes you don’t need to hear their excuses or what they have to say for themselves because their actions already spoke the truth.
Actions can be interpret wrongly. But if one keeps avoiding you and no put in time for you better smell the roast of beans. Time is all we have for now. Love is patient, love is kind, love wants to be close.
Better buy a bull. And get the sh*t for free.