The great art collectors of the world, those mega-rich gillionaires sipping at their vintage 1932 Chateau Fru-Fru in the gloaming, the men and women who stare upon their Van Goghs and Degas hung regally upon thick mansion walls: they all know damn well that I pose less of a threat to them at the next Sotheby’s auction than a stowaway field mouse with a sweet-tooth for painted canvas.
My appreciation is my collection. And I love it so. Over time, gradually digging into this hunk of art and that one, has led me down some excellent lanes. Lately, I find myself Googling artists names I’ve heard/ and with a little plying: discovering ones I hadn’t. I’ve been looking at pictures of pictures and falling in love with so many of them.
So, I’ve put together a little expose of how different artists, both legendary and unsung, have chosen to portray in their work something close to the bone for me: fatherhood. This time out, I decided to concentrate on the Father/Son relationship. Before long, we’ll look at the Father/Daughter one, too.
So, let’s hit the halls of the cyber-gallery shall we? And please: feel free to point me/ to point us, in the direction of any painting or artist that you really dig. Art discovery rules!