It's a fine, well thought-out exhibition... I've always been won over by Giacometti's quest, his renunciation, his singularity, his desire to seek the truth in his volumes as in his drawings. This time, "the man who walks" appeals to me a little more, he goes further...
In the series of accounts of Alberto Gicometti, I recall the words of one of his many models: ISAKU YANAIHARA
"(...) day after day, I posed and he painted. The picture changed several times during the day. As soon as my face was successful, it was immediately destroyed, and the more the work progressed, the greater the difficulty. The day's work, begun with an immense hope that seemed like joy (...) soon bordered on despair and, stretching out in despair, ended in the bitter hope that tomorrow would be another day. Even exhausted, he was depressed that he couldn't carry on in the dark (...) I too was beginning to understand, little by little, what made his work so passionate and so difficult at the same time (...). His job was to draw my face
as he saw it. Drawing what you see, that simple thing at first sight, but had it ever really been attempted? And first of all, what are we looking at? When you look at a face, you see the whole person. "
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