Friday, 14 October 2011

The Art





















Art, all around us reveals his, her charms, her, its beauties, its sculptural lines, colors, originality, when dressed in a red veil in the middle of Versailles, is a giant sculpture titillate, has fallen in love our senses, our feelings ....












Art called, art launches its messages, its beauties, his thoughts, he calls for the journey, is living the dream, supports a multitude of ephemeral flowers ... It also runs its highways humanities, its new genres, the current vision, vision of the future ...















Art in everyday life is one with us, we win, when at the dawn of Christmas decorations come tantalize, delight our senses and feelings deeper. It is also our essence everyday, our vast real, virtual, when in a city, an image in a film, a place he unties and expresses many things. The art we built, we let its values, its greatness, its techniques, its lines, curves ... Art is life, what for centuries. He was able to educate, inform, argue, believe also philosophize, reflect, make them think, etc ...















Art Is not life?

As medicine, science, technology ...
Such contributions, the guttural sense, art has evolved, traveling, please, to charm, he could not kill, give an essence cruel ... Unless of course the hands of a madman ...

The monument against the fascism in Hamburg, the work of Jochen Gertz






What can I say, except that the man could be himself without this magnificent gift ..
What about the contemporary construction without some "variations" ancestral, without some ideals, dreams without technology, without fervor, without name, which, put there butt, makes us who we are, what we've been and what that we will ... Tomorrow ...
Well more than that ...


The architecture, sculpture, painting, photography, film, writing, comics, music .... Art can be staged, Art may reflect a better habitat, beautiful, durable, environmentally friendly, alluring in its forms, colors, materials ... Art can be love, death, life, suffering through his works, he dresses, undresses, walks away, comes here, there, there, on the other end of world, when suddenly there, waiting for ages, months, an exhibition, a concert, a ballet, a show comes fully dressed each of happiness and joy ...










Art is here, there and will always be there as long as men (and women) will live as long as life will spring up again and again to his senses, his techniques, his gifts to whom the will and / or want the see, who wants to come and flirt with so much sweetness and splendor that chick learning over the day, life and its joys and sorrows..



History of Art:

http://www.histoiredesarts.culture.fr/
http://www.rmn.fr/francais/decouvrir-l-histoire-de-l-art/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Art


The Culture:

http://www.evene.fr/
http://www.insecula.com/
http://www.culture.fr/fr/sections
http://www.art-contemporain.eu.org/
http://www.paris-art.com/document-art.html
http://www.nouveau-paris-ile-de-france.fr/evenements-paris-20003.html
http://www.france.fr/
The gold in the Architecture
http://www.savoirs.essonne.fr/sections/ressources/diaporamas/details/resource/lor-dans-larchitecture/




The photography:

http://www.lemondedelaphoto.com/-Sortir-Lire,076-.html



















































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