This one might be a bit oblique. Today I’m thankful for early Netherlandish painting.
Wikipedia has a nice summary. What fascinates me is the color and photorealism of the images. Some of them are nearly 600 years old and you can still imagine that the sitter will just get up and speak to you about what to make for lunch. They are that detailed. Many of the painters included complex religious iconography. I could ramble about particular aspects for a while. I won’t as I try to keep these short. Instead, enjoy my favorite, the Ghent Altarpiece by Jan Van Eyck.
Jan van Eyck [Public domain], via Wikimedia Common
Today I’m thankful for bad art.
I’ve covered most of my walls in art that is meaningful to me. I’ve got prints, photos, a couple of paintings, even some sculptural ceramic pieces. I keep the stuff that just doesn’t “fit” in a spare closet. Once something is mine I don’t get rid of it but I don’t always want to hang everything.
One particular piece was residing in the closet. It was a gift from the artist, who is also a very close relative. It isn’t like anything else I have and it was unexpected. The relative visited and happened to look in the closet, seeing the gift. They didn’t say anything but I could tell they were disappointed.
I felt terrible so I hung the damn thing in a fairly prominent place. It still didn’t match any of the things I’d bought but it was now displayed. The relative visited a few months later, saw the piece in its new place of honour and said “Wow, that is bad. I’ve done much better.” My jaw dropped. It’s still hanging because I don’t even know what to do with it now. I can’t make this stuff up.
The Museum of Bad Art is a wonderful idea. It is truly hilarious. I’ve considered sharing my unique piece with them. All rights to their material are theirs.