The Kiss
I love this art piece by Gustav Klimt. Entitled The Kiss, it seems to reflect total submission and love. The fact that the couple is painted in gold with an almost featureless background emphasises the mystical quality of their love, or at least, their experience of love. Something almost worldly yet spirtual about the quality of their relationship ain't it..a kiss frozen in eternity. That's what they are to me-suspended in fantasy and imagination. Knowing Klimt, he may be very well elevating the experience of sensuality into heights of spirituality.
Helps that the key color of the artpiece is gold! It would serve to illuminate the centrepiece of the painting-the couple. It looks so beautiful..saw the jigsaw puzzle of this selling at Jigsaw World-$101 for 3000 pieces, and this does not include the frame, which should be bronze or muted gold, preferably. The size does not bother me, in fact, I think it would do the art work justice, giving it an air of majesty. It would look fantastic propped up against the dark green walls of my room...but..expensive lah...But yeah, next time I have my own home and you come to visit, expect to be greeted with this in the living room =) Goodness, I'm elevating it to an almost altar-like status. It seems to demand nothing less than such...
posted by Candida at 5/19/2006 01:19:00 AM
1 Comments:
Hmm, I liked your musings on this work. :)
Reminds me of poets i'm inspired by ~ Didya know that there are poets (across cultures) whose writing - originally meant as devotional writings - have also been construed as highly sensual, due to the sheer poignancy of their words?
Well, for want of categorizing tags, these poets have often been classified as 'mystical' in this day and age.. Though the name itself does not affect my interest in such works, just wanted to share with ya, that:
Such ineffably beautiful works actually seem - well, at least to me, in the ol' days when yours truly could afford the time for such musings - to transcend cultural boundaries..
Was a beautiful source of exultation to realise, one by one, that what one so loves, is actually not as rare as we'd thought, but that it passed through the minds of thinkers ages ago ~ regardless of the cultures they hailed from, even! :)
Would like to recommend you one of my fave poets, Rabindranath Tagore.
He was also a friend of W.B.Yeats, in his time.. There was a time when I'd sat down and mused upon the possible idea of a common line of thought running through the works of Tagore (Bengali, Indian), Yeats (Irish) and even, Rumi (Sufi poet).. Those were the days. :)
Take care & Keep musing,
minerva*
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