The monthly ArtSmart Roundtable brings together some of the best art-focused travel blogs to post on a common theme. This month we are discussing War and Peace. I think you’ll find some really interesting articles on this topic, so take a look at the bottom of the page for them all.
The diverse collection of French World War I trench art at the Musee de Somme 1916 includes painted, cut, shaped, and hammered pieces.
Artists across cultures, time, and place have depicted war, from the vases of ancient Greece to the romanticized paintings of Napoleon’s campaigns. However a common thread is that these images of battle were created by those not involved in fighting, or were done years after the fact for patriotic or sentimental reasons. What we don’t often see is art created by soldiers in the midst of battle and experiencing the brutality of conflict. When they do create, often as a means of distraction, these pieces constitute a tiny genre called Trench Art.
Regional artists are often the best at capturing the spirit of place. Many such artists are never known outside their area, but one such American art movement is gaining national attention. The Florida Highwaymen were a group of African-American painters who beginning in the 1950’s produced landscapes of the coastline and swamps of their native Florida. In a time when the American South was highly segregated, they sold their works out of a car trunks thus earning the group it’s nickname. These local artists and their dreamy, iconic landscapes are being re-discovered and appreciated by a new generation of collectors for their historical, social and aesthetic value.
Harold Newton – “Afternoon Seabreeze”,
I ventured to down to Copley Square in Boston this Saturday. An avid fan and patron of the Library, I’m usually down every other weekend, but following the Marathon bombings, I haven’t been able to go. With a cautious reverence, I went to the now very familiar bombing locations. I expected to see two holes in the sidewalk, extensive damage to the buildings, or something to mark the horror of April 15th, but there was nearly nothing. Its true, Boston is in fact strong and cleans up well, but it felt eerily empty considering how many lives were changed along this street just a few weeks ago. Not far away in Copley Square, a large “U”of police barricades and park benches had been transformed into a make-shift bombing memorial.