Essays on artSmith, Elder, 1879 - 253 sidor |
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Albert Durer antique art of Italy artist beauty Bellini black chalk Blake British Museum character colour complete composition Corot Crown 8vo Cruikshank delicate distinct drawings Durer's earlier effect engraving examples executed exhibited expression face fact figures finished Flaxman Florence Florentine flowers genius Gentile Bellini GEORGE CRUIKSHANK gift grace Greek art hand human ideal illustrations imagination imitation impression individual influence interesting invention Jacopo Bellini kind labour landscape landscape art less Lorenzo di Credi Mantegna masters Michael Angelo Millet modern movement Museum nature never nuages gris nude Oliver Twist painter painting passion peasant perceive perfect picture poet poetic poetry portrait portraiture possessed present qualities Raphael realise reality realm Rubens rustic scarcely scene scenery sculpture sense sentiment shadow simplicity sketches spirit splendid style sublime suggestion sympathy theme things thought tints tion Titian truth utterance Venice verse vision Walker
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Sida 29 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve ; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Sida 44 - Poetry consists in these conceptions ; and shall Painting be confined to the sordid drudgery of fac-simile representations of merely mortal and perishing substances, and not be as poetry and music are, elevated into its own proper sphere of invention and visionary conception ? No, it shall not be so! Painting, as well as poetry and music, exists and exults in immortal thoughts.
Sida 22 - Like poor Falstaff, though I do not " babble," I think of green fields ; I muse with the greatest affection on every flower I have known from my infancy — their shapes and colours are as new to me as if I had just created them with a superhuman fancy.
Sida 44 - A spirit and a vision are not, as the modern philosophy supposes, a cloudy vapour or a nothing; they are organized and minutely articulated beyond all that the mortal and perishing nature can produce. He who does not imagine in stronger and better lineaments, and in stronger and better light than his perishing mortal eye can see, does not imagine at all.
Sida 29 - Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone...
Sida 26 - As when, upon a tranced summer night, Those green-robed senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream, and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust Which comes upon the silence, and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave...
Sida 70 - Song, beauty, youth, love, virtue, joy ; this group Of bright ideas, flowers of paradise, As yet unforfeit ! in one blaze we bind, Kneel and present it to the skies, as all We guess of heaven: and these were all her own.
Sida 57 - In another passage Blake says, ' I have now discovered that without nature before the painter's eye he can never produce anything in the walks of natural painting. Historical' (by which he means imaginative) ' art is one thing, and portrait is another. Happy would the man be who could unite them ! ' All these utterances have a very definite meaning and deserve the attention of any one who would understand Blake's paintings. Little as at that time he could have seen of Italian art, his distinction...
Sida 40 - Weaving the winding sheet of Edward's race by means of sounds of spiritual music, and its accompanying expressions of spiritual speech, is a bold, and daring, and most masterly conception that the public have embraced and approved with avidity.
Sida 71 - Twins ty'd by Nature ; if they part, they die. Hast thou no friend to set thy mind abroach ? Good sense will stagnate. Thoughts shut up want air, And spoil, like bales unopen'd to the Sun. Had thought been all, sweet speech had been denied ; Speech, thought's canal ! speech, thought's criterion too...