SHARING WITH ME

"Rythmes sans fin" explores the work of Robert Delaunay (1885-1941) during the Twenties and Thirties. I have always thought of him as one of the explorers of abstraction. Formes Circulaires, Soleil 2 -1912-13 There were around 80 works in the form of paintings, drawings, reliefs, mosaics, models, a tapestry and a large number of documentary photographs. Thanks to the large donation made by Sonia Delaunay and her son Charles to the Musée National d’Art Moderne in 1964, the Centre Pompidou now possesses the world's largest collection of works by Robert and Sonia Delaunay. "Rythmes sans fin" explores his work  after the war. Particularly after the Thirties, he regained an interest in mural painting, and extended his field to the modern environment by moving towards monumentality. No doubt about it, some of the paintings are big and in a small space, it is not always easy to back up from them. Manège de Cochons , 1922 Composition, 1935 La

Summer came in September and October. People were smiling again, coffee lounges were full and their customers doing the French thing, watching the world go by. Despite this, I was off to the Beaubourg to see the Marcel Duchamp prize winner’s work and Robert Delaunay. As the weather was so good, I was hardly expecting crowds and yet crowds there were, to the extent that staff were making comments about it. For the M.D. exhibition which as it is an installation, there was only one gallery and no-one around. This prize was created in 2000 by the ADIAF (Association for the International Dissemination of French Art - no wonder we call it the ADIAF!), which brings together 350 collectors and lovers of contemporary art. There is an International Jury which consists of experts in and outside of France in the contemporary art world: curators, critics, collectors…..I go and see each laureate’s work and usually come out rather baffled. What was it all about? 

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I have always felt that the René Descartes Univercity is a rather imposing building in such a narrow street. It’s not too often that there are temporary exhibitions on, which are not related to medicine. To be honest too, the medical museum always makes me feel rather faint and as yet I have not taken my granddaughter to visit it. I crossed the road on my way out from the Cordeliers as I could see this. Now that looked fascinating. This time around there was a little about the artist but in such an esoteric language it was not easy to follow. Once again, onto Internet. 

The artist’s name is Yorick Efira. 28 years . He also comes from Belgium and studied at the Royal Academy in Brussels. His work comes from looking very closely at our daily lives with colours, contrasts and quite a lot of distorted forms. His subject matter maybe banal but I must say that I really enjoyed his maquette made out of cardboard and felt as if I was a giant looking inside his houses in unso