Oreo.

March 17, 2015November 14, 2022 Arvin da BrghaLeave a comment

Acrylic on Canvas

126 x 100.5 cm

Provenance: Private Collection as of 2005.

One of my favourite pieces in the current Jean-Michel Basquiat exhibition at the AGO. The reviewers in both the Globe and Mail and NOW magazine haven’t a fucking clue what they are talking about; certainly, in the case of the latter it is the sort of sly invidiousness that one can ever expect of Canadians in their cool animus towards Blacks and the Black artistic aesthetic. Later for the likes of sphinctered, snow-driven dreck comme lui…

Of course, all that glorious fecund green serves as a good enough reason to say, Happy St. Patrick’s Day. As James Joyce so deftly illustrated, we are all Irish for being possessed of imagination… we are all dreamers – I certainly am. I love you more!

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Snow Storm: Hannibal and His Army Crossing the Alps.

March 15, 2015November 14, 2022 Arvin da BrghaLeave a comment

Oil on Canvas

146 x 237.5 cm

C. 1812 J. M. W. Turner.

Provenance: Tate Museum, London, England.

http://www.tate.org.uk/

Today, thanks to Mike Leigh’s deft and masterful vision, as if in a lucid astral plane dream spanning the spiral arms of time, I vicariously drank of William Turner’s very soul. What a gloriously fitting work of cinematic art is Mr. Turner. And what a rich artistic era, too, working with a cadre of giants like, John Constable et al. More than that, thanks to his creative genius, Timothy Spall thoroughly ensouled his role; his truly was a masterful turn. Joshua McGuire’s performance was riveting.

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