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Old Ideas from Old Leonard

GOING HOME

I love to speak with Leonard
He's a sportsman and a shepherd
He's a lazy bastard
Living in a suit

But he does say what I tell him
Even though it isn't welcome
He just doesn't have the freedom
To refuse

He will speak these words of wisdom
Like a sage a man of vision
Though he knows he's really nothing
But the brief elaboration of a tube

Going home
Without my sorrow
Going home
Sometime tomorrow
Going home
To where it's better
Than before

Going home
Without my burden
Going home
Behind the curtain
Going home
Without the costume
That I wore

He wants to write a love song
An anthem of forgiving
A manual for living with defeat

A cry above the suffering
A sacrifice recovering
But that isn't what I need him
To complete

I want him to be certain
That he doesn't have a burden
That he doesn't need a vision
That he only has permission
To do my instant bidding
Which is to say what I have told him
To repeat

Going home
Without my sorrow
Going home
Sometime tomorrow
Going home
To where it's better
Than before

Going home
Without my burden
Going home
Behind the curtain
Going home
Without this costume
That I wore

Going home
Without the sorrow
Going home
Sometime tomorrow
Going home
To where it's better
Than before

Going home
Without the burden
Going home
Behind the curtain
Going home
Without this costume
That I wore

I love to speak with Leonard
He's a sportsman and a shepherd
He's a lazy bastard
Living in a suit 

This not so lazy grandfather of folk resonant mourner for all the soourners of love, returns to write songs of excellent nature, above all to make rubble in the heart of the listener.  With Old Ideas, Cohen is darker and more introspective with every verse like a writer reading poetry giving weight to the words with humility and wisdom of experience from teh cooked and the raw 50 years of a glorious career. Production and usicianship on the new offering is extraordinary, given it is the same old Leonard with the same old moan.  Fresh horses seem to make all the difference. He cavorts and caresses to sexy successes the seductive testament of irony with a Barry White drone and Buddhist perseverance, Leonard watches without compromise that life that remains in him. Sordid in some abandoned to flow in a river of life creativity, Cohen savours the sexiness, made more seductive with a deep smoky voice recites as were prayers that sink like a knife into the heart of the beloved. You will witness that “The Darkness” is always soft dark and spiritual like a slow blues in rarified choruses swimming in essences of pure restlessness. Check out his new album Old Ideas.

Paris - Musée d'Orsay - Manet's Le déjeuner sur l’herbe

Edouard Manet's Le déjeuner sur l'herbe (Luncheon on the Grass) was painted in 1863. 


Rejected by the jury of the 1863 Salon, Manet exhibited Le déjeuner sur l'herbe under the title Le Bain at the Salon des Refusés (initiated the same year by Napoléon III) where it became the principal attraction, generating both laughter and scandal.

Manet was paying tribute to Europe's artistic heritage, borrowing his subject from the Concert champêtre a painting by Titian attributed at the time to Giorgione (Louvre) and taking his inspiration for the composition of the central group from the Marcantonio Raimondi engraving after Raphael's Judgement of Paris.But the classical references were counterbalanced by Manet's boldness. The presence of a nude woman among clothed men is justified neither by mythological nor allegorical precedents. This, and the contemporary dress, rendered the strange and almost unreal scene obscene in the eyes of the public of the day. Manet himself jokingly nicknamed his painting "la partie carrée".

In those days, Manet's style and treatment were considered as shocking as the subject itself. He made no transition between the light and dark elements of the picture, abandoning the usual subtle gradations in favour of brutal contrasts, thereby drawing reproaches for his "mania for seeing in blocks". And the characters seem to fit uncomfortably in the sketchy background of woods from which Manet has deliberately excluded both depth and perspective. Le déjeuner sur lherbe - testimony to Manet's refusal to conform to convention and his initiation of a new freedom from traditional subjects and modes of representation - can perhaps be considered as the departure point for Modern Art.

The Musée d'Orsay (The Orsay Museum), housed in the former railway station, the Gare d'Orsay, holds mainly French art dating from 1848 to 1914, including paintings, sculptures, furniture, and photography, and is probably best known for its extensive collection of impressionist masterpieces by popular painters such as Monet and Renoir. Many of these works were held at the Galerie nationale du Jeu de Paume prior to the museum's opening in 1986.

Le déjeuner sur l'herbe (Modern) variations

"Le déjeuner sur l'herbe" de Rip Hopkins Galerie Le réverbère à Lyon

Cent quarante-cinq ans après, "Le Déjeuner sur l'herbe" d'Edouard Manet fait de nouveau scandale... mais cette fois, c'est à Paris Photo.

The men are simply ignoring the woman, engaged in their conversation and oblivious to the viewer.  Both nude figures here look into the eyes of the viewer...






Beauty is after all  in the eyes of the beholder.. 
Site de la galerie : www.galerielereverbere.com  

A remake of Manet's famous "The picnic" painting. The photographer thanks: Arbel, Matan, Liron and Onit - the gorgeous models!

Noam Weiner

Manet with strangers in the Park

Step Into a Painting: As we walk through this sculpture park at The Grounds for Sculpture and some sculptures strike us as very familiar. 

Manet with strangers J. Seward Johnson, Jr. recreates Edouard Manet's (French, 1832-83) painting, "Déjeuner Sur l'Herbe,"

In Beyond the Frame, Impressionism Revisited, Johnson takes 19th-century masterpieces and transforms them into three-dimensional tableaux. Johnson's interpretations are life-size scenes beckoning you to explore. Each piece has a "sweet spot," marked by a pair of footprints, allowing viewers to see a close estimation of the original painting in three dimensions. Move from that spot, and the works are sheer Johnson invention. With the help of a team of artists, he has continued the sculptures beyond the borders of the framed paintings, imagining the scenery and details that might have surrounded the original artwork.

each piece has a "sweet spot"

Most impressive is the recreation of Monet's garden and Japanese bridge, complete with weeping willow, flowers, and boat as seen in the background.

Déjeuner sur l'herbe 1974

By: Jonathan Charles

You will need a woman

... and a lunch

Le déjeuner sur l'herbe - Rue - Centre Pompidou

Vladimir Dubosarsky : Alexander Vinogradov : Girafe : Claude Monet : Eugène Henri Paul Gauguin (Paul Gauguin) : Vincent van Gogh : Jacob Abraham Camille Pissarro (Camille Pissarro) : Edouard Manet : Hilaire-Germain-Edgar de Gas (Degas) :Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec : Pierre Auguste Renoir : Paul Cézanne : Lion : Henri-Julien-Félix Rousseau (Le Douanier Rousseau) : Edouard Manet : Le déjeuner sur l'herbe - Rue - Centre Pompidou

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The Mexican Blackbird in Paris - a racy feast in black & white

The Nudie Artist: Museum Of Sex Burlesque Revived

Tempest Storm - Guns n Funs pas Autre
One year ago, beginning March 31, the Museum of Sex will showcase select works from two contemporary artists along with historical items related to the art and performance of burlesque. The exhibit, entitled The Nudie Artist: Burlesque Revived, will feature select artifacts from the 1880s to the 1950s, modern works of art from burlesque photographer Leland Bobbé and artist Luma Rouge and footage from Behind the Burly Q, a film by Leslie Zemeckis. The Nudie Artist: Burlesque Revived allows visitors to peek inside the world of burlesque and see the performance art from a personal angle. Inspiring artwork, personal photos and rare footage of the time, as well as costuming will be on display to provide a glimpse into the past life of an art form that is resurging in today’s modern world. (sorry, it took Google a whole year to get this in the search engine)

http://www.museumofsex.com

The Serpent's Kiss by Gustav Klimt

Imagine that you find her in the garden of bliss...
You like what you see, she appears to be this,
"woman of your dreams..." !!

You begin to undress her with those have-closed eyes
suddenlty a vulgar tattoo appears on her thighs
" Satan ! "  ??? -- Who is this guy?

Ok, you forgive her maybe, this time...
Everbody has some secret to hide;  Besides,
her secretions are driving you wild!

... or at least the thought of her;  Why?
does she look at you with those half-baked eyes?
Am I missing something? Is she some guy in disguise?

So you get to her ass Badda boom badda bing!
She's wearing more bling than her ass is wide...
You start to shake that Balzac thing

But that doesn't stop you, you're down to bare skin
You seek to penetrate her; Come to daddy, hoosier daddy?
Now you're in, beyond sin!

Soft white warm smooth voluptuous ass,
Now you're in to your nads, it's too late to pass
And all that long dark hair that hangs in a mass over her back

Suddenly parts to reveal her dry roots,
you notice she is still wearing her boots
lining up for inspection preparing for a lethal injection

Enter the matrix, Domina Dominatrix, all dressed in latex!
All is not what it appears, nor does it seem otherwise
Do I pull out now and believe the lies or face the truth

or bury my face in those soft warm thighs, sigh...
Either way, I'm bound to die, that small death we all die
when we come to the conclusion that we've been duped!

And then there's the endurance thing
If you were gonna stop, why did you start?
Is it polite not to fart, while practicing the "love" art?

Oh hell, let's just screw!
Screw the woman of your dreams !!
Screw the savage rutting slut, until she bleeds,
Fuck yeah, thank you! Fuck...


... you text her on the phone, I know,
It's so impersonal, "Got any pheromones?"
She texts back, "Nuff to make a mad dog moan!
Baby, I'm comin' home!!"
 
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