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Wednesday, March 07, 2012

franz marc and two cats take a sunny moment

thanks wikipaintings.org. painting in public domain.
Yet again I succumb to my abiding fondness for Franz Marc (German, 1880-1916).  Here's "Cats," an oil on canvas of around 1910.  That's still in his Post-Impressionist period, when you can clearly spot his liking for Van Gogh, particularly here in the brushwork used for the grass.  I like Marc all the better for finding a kindred soul in Van Gogh, whose emotions and sincerity were an inescapable part of his work.  Perhaps Marc was particularly fond of the white-and-orange cat, since he has chosen that one to face forward and share its sleepy face with the viewer. Just a guess.

7 comments:

Teri and the cats of Curlz and Swirlz said...

I always look, but rarely comment...but this painting is too lovely to pass by...reminds me that sunny summer days are ahead...

curator said...

I am so glad you enjoy it! I wish summer would come soon, too.

parlance said...

Oh, that's a lovely painting. I had never heard of Franz Marc. I'm off to look up more of his work.

parlance said...

Oh, how sad that Franz Marc was killed in the first war. War is terrible. How awful it must have been for a gentle spirit like him to be made to fight in a war.

parlance said...

Me again! I love this painting so much I've forwarded your post to my friend who is a cat-lover and a painter. (I think I've mentioned her previously.)

curator said...

Hi Parlance! I'm always very happy to convert another person to the beautiful, thoughtful work of Franz Marc. Did your friend enjoy?

curator said...

Oh and did you read that Marc died the day after witnessing a stable of horses being killed (I believe they were hit by mortar fire)? Sometimes I wonder if something inside him just gave up. One can only take so much.