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[Photo Journal] Paintings in Verona’s Museum

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Myra here.

Every Tuesday, we share photographs from our recent or long-ago travels, or just everyday stuff that appealed to our mindful eye and sharp sensibilities as captured through fleeting images.

Paintings in Verona’s Museum

Last week, I shared a few photographs of the sculptures found in Verona’s Museum. This week, I thought it would be good to also share some of the more outstanding paintings my family and I found while walking around the museum. Enjoy!

“Like the sundial, my paint box counts no hours but sunny ones.” 
― Arthur Rackham

In other words, painting is an art that reveals or unveils the world from an angle that the world itself does not present to us. Painting creates. It does not limit itself to imitation or reproduction. Any desire to confine painting within the limits of déjà vu would be a gross misunderstanding of the essence of what painting is. Painting allows us to see that which without it would never be seen.” 
― Marcel Paquet, Botero

“I am trying like Klee, to create something that will have a life of its own, that can put me in real danger, a danger which I willingly take on myself.” 
― William S. Burroughs, Painting and Guns

“It was an unforgettable painting; it set a dense golden halo of light round the most trivial of moments, so that the moment, and all such moments, could never be completely trivial again.” 
― John Fowles, The Magus

“The atmosphere beneath is languorous, and is so tinged with azure that what artists call the middle distance partakes also of that hue, while the horizon beyond is of the deepest ultramarine.” 
― Thomas Hardy, Tess of the D’Urbervilles

“The painting has a life of its own” 
― Jackson Pollock

“To express the love of two lovers by the marriage of two complementary colours, their blending and their contrast, the mysterious vibrations of related tones. To express the thought of a brow by the radiance of a light tone against a dark background. To express hope by some star. Someone’s passion by the radiance of the setting sun. That’s certainly no realistic trompe l’oeil, but something that really exists, isn’t it?” 
― Vincent van Gogh, The Letters of Vincent Van Gogh

“Personality cults by contemporary painters infuriate me. One must seek the opposite, fade away more every day, and find exactingness only in the act of painting, and always forget oneself.” 
― Balthus, Vanished Splendors: A Memoir

“Life? was what you worked to catch, the intense happiness of an object slightly set apart from you. Painting? was what you did, alone, and you sat there, and it was your own terrible fight or your own lovely bit, but it was really terribly alone.

To take the moment before something had actually happened, and you didn’t know if it was going to be terrible or if it might be very funny, something extraordinary actually happening and yet everybody around it not taking any notice.” 
― Ali Smith, Autumn

“Butterflies are a painter’s canvas with wings.” 
― Anthony T. Hincks

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