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The gold leaf is stunnning in this piece, and the composition of the figures
Konsthopp Nordic Art
A warm look at the feeling,a truely magistical art mood
Only if this wasn't on every piece of souvenir you can find in Vienna...
happy bday klimt! Alles Gute zum geburtstag!
this is one my favorite painting ever..
María Amelia Sanchez Pantusa
Dulcisima y bella obra.
Ha recorrido el mundo!
Erminio Di Camillo
'The Kiss' is probably the most popular Klimt, for good reason. As Istrate Dan mentioned, this image is available on a lot of items, it's also on a lot of college dorm room walls. But, it's still stunning. I saw an exhibition of Klimpt's work which a Jewish family finally recovered after it was taken from their relatives during the holocaust. They were shown at LACMA. For me, it was another one of those museum visits where I spent most of my time in on room, humbled by the beauty around me.
María Amelia Sanchez Pantusa
Este tema es maravilloso. Siempre lo han resuelto de forma muy inteligente.
Gustav Klimt ejerce con esta obra una gran influencia.
Thomas John Taylor TAYLOR
In The Beginning of My Life I was disowned, rejected, disconnected from Love, but not pleasure. I knew how to get out of this Reality, this physical plane or Dimension. I would become creative with material within my reach. Assemble utility items that I could sell, trade or barter. At school I had access to tools that could help with any task or project. I started with lamps that I fashioned into miniature fireplaces, with logs that had a red light accent like flames. They were built out of used plywood, elmers glue, a few nails, and agate stones that I tumbled and polished. They had a small teak mantle inserted and a metal grate formed in welding 101. After a dozen sales at $20 each I moved up to coffee tables. I made a few dozen for $50 to $100 and moved up to Chairs & Rockers. I had an idea to copy a long back spindle chair similar to ones I had seen in a Frank Loyd Wright Building in Racine, Wisconsin. I made 8 chairs in 1 month and then acquired a job at General Electric.
I was in the 11th Grade and proficient as a Craftsman. I Enlisted in the U.S. Army and never returned to that kind of creation. I was A.W.O.L. In Europe and supported myself with Chalk Drawings of Madonna & Child outside of Cathedrals, with a brass bowl, in the bottom corner, to accept tribute, that church goers gave admirably. I can Hustle, Sell, Barter, or Trade any thing to anyone, except my Art. I deliberately blow the deal and resent frugal Patrons, resulting in a loss of friendship, and gaining a poor reputation. I think its age related. When I was young everyone was friendly and very physical with me. Older women always supported me even when their cuckolded husbands objected. Now, I'm older and untouchable. I don't even get hugs. I might create images that nobody understands, even myself.......you know......undecipherable. ALOHA
Klimt's women, are everything. They are the earth, and the sky; time and space, their bodies are the esence of love, and sensuality, the inner body and quiet mind
One of the first paintings to hit me! In high school, art class...it struck me square in the heart. An eyeful of color and magnificence. And then the pure splendor and beauty and richness of an imagined kiss ~ do you feel it?.. Oh, yes I do
My inspiration always x
Take me soulfully to another time
All these Art Emperors live based on the death Artist’s Legacies with no doubt. While the Artist is alive, even they don't accept his/her call in any time. Please don’t give me wrong. you can test them yourselves. Mail them for a review or exhibition of your artworks, you will find your applications in a trashcan quite soon. They live in nice mansions or a House of Art with proudly call Art Galleries/Museums and the artists are suffering of poverty and struggling to pay the bills to live. Well. That kind of artist will be very lucky if he/she sells some paintings to those Emperors/Art Collectors, and they call him/her back in 5 to ten years if he/she is still alive or death. The good news will be if he/she is death to make some money but tons of money. They take your paintings and make their own stories about them and make them as an iconic painting and that is the time that their lottery matches for a jackpot. Basically, we all work for them for free. When they call their selves the Emperors, another meaning of that is the Slavery Masters. We create works of art until we are alive with no respect or appreciation and the end, they take advantage of them mercilessly. I am not venge it to discuss deeply but reality is the word of Lord. In the whole history of art, Mark Rothko was realized the exact meaning of Art Emperors which I am talking about.
If only every 'kiss' were as beautiful and memorable as this! Their passionate warm embrace, cloaked in gold, and rich in it's surroundings...
Thomas John Taylor TAYLOR
I have been Accepted by an Important NYC Gallery "AGORA" and Now, I have to figure out How to Raise The Necessary Fund, to pull This One Off. I Tried crowdfunding and yard selling my excess "Creativity" and Junk to nobody even shows up at my studio. No! No! No! is the constant Reminder that I am still Alive. Bluntly Blowing Smoke in My Face Gets Me High. My Whole Life of Rejection has Resulted in A Great Life of Acceptance for The Good Life of Leisure and Pleasure without Money. People come to Hawaii and never experience the Islands or the Pacific Ocean, or a Live Volcano with occasional Earthquakes and Tsunami's. The Farmers Market and Whole Food Store are Resources as well as State & County Programs for the Poor. HUD pays My Rent. I Get Food Stamps and Consider Myself Homeless My Entire Existence, Orphaned at an Early Age by a Large Gypsy Family and Raised on the Streets of NOLA, Key West, & all the streets of all the towns I Hitchhiked Thru. I carried a Guitar and Portfolio with a beautiful Girl by my side for most of My Life. These Ladies realized I was a traveler and chose to Live Without Me to raise a child or two that would Hate Me Forever. I Love All My Children and They All HATE Me. Their Mothers HATE Me a Little Bit More. I Love My ART, & My Art Transforms Me into a Kind, Considerate, Loving Person without Time to Argue or Fight with People I Never Even Knew! I had Children and never even Knew Who They Were because of the Restrictions and Barriers Set-Up against Me by The Original Women that had my kids. I Even Love My Grandkids Who have Threatened to cut off my Head and shit in My Neck. Poor Potty Training to say the least of that unhygienic process. The "Kiss" is the first sign of Betrayal and "Klimt's" is a Perfect Capture.
Gustav Klimt- The Kiss by flo21 on Pictify