Talk:Jules Cavaillès
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So how much for a nude?
I removed the following long block over concerns about its copyright:
- Jean Cassou about Jules Cavaillès
- Slowly he garnered his knowledge, studied the charms and secrets of colours, practised his scales and adjusted his palette, which is certainly in the image of his warm, rich and full heart, a palette made for singing the joys of life. He is a sober and strict draughtsman with a marvellous conciseness, and it strikes me at this point that I should long ago have said a few words about the quality of his drawings. They are among the most excellent of our French school of drawing, and we see in them the benefit he has derived from a stay in Italy among the sites which inspired the most illustrious masters of that school, Poussin, Lorrain and Corot. Italy, seen by the French, sheds its academic garb and becomes sheer light and truth, a precise, clear, pure and immense universe, the most crystalline of music.
- In these paintings perspective space is deliberately converted into musical space, the distances and tempos between two sounds, the relative position of objects in rhythm. The objects themselves are stripped of their conceptual significance. They cease to be a vase, a flower, the creation of man or of nature, roots or pebbles, to become one of the notes of a bizarre song.
- Painting of this kind is absorbed quite differently from painting which is established in the geometric and perspective theatre of our approaches and which orders objects in accordance with our optical illusions. The natural destiny of Cavaillès marks him out as starting from the earth and the earthly places where he was rooted and progressing towards that painting, so temporal, so poetical and so musical.
- He is a master of his craft. Moreover, how could such a man, wholly faithful to his personal nature, in any way fail to merit the fine title of craftsman, which is granted only to the artist devoid of artifice, who, to the end, obstinately refuses its dignity solely from its tools and its material faithfully used? It is when he is solidly grounded in his craft that we can look to a painter for what we expect from every painter to whose company we commit ourselves, namely renewal. He renews himself and us with him. We share with him the knowledge of something which is never finished.
- Hommage à Cavaillès, published by the Editions Bruker, Paris, 1961.
