He drank with Sartre, mocked Picasso and took silent walks with Beckett Jean Genet described the studio of his friend Alberto Giacometti. One evening in Alberto Giacometti found himself lingering late at the Café de Flore in Paris. Most of the other customers had gone, but at the adjoining. One does not have to look long on the antediluvian face of Giacometti to sense this artist’s pride and will to place himself at the beginning of th.

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Paul marked it as to-read Jul 19, But a dead man plus a dead horse do not equal the half of one living being. Giacometti knows that there is nothing redundant in a living man, because everything there is functional; he knows that space is a cancer on being, and eats everything; to sculpt, for him, is to take the fat off space; he compresses space, so as to drain off its exteriority.

In perceiving this woman of plaster, I encounter athwart her, my own glance, chilled.

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I recognize in them, more clearly than in an athlete of Praxiteles, the figure of Man, the real beginning and absolute source of gesture. And it is true that his figures, being designed to perish on the sarrtre night of their birth, are the only sculptures I know that retain the extraordinary but apparently perishable grace. While Giacometti accepted his role as an exponent of the contemporary psyche as formed by the anxiety of the post-war era, he was generally uncomfortable when his works were burdened with other men’s sratre or ideological stances.


Many of these friends albertoo about him. Hence the delightful disquiet that seeing her puts me in: Together with Giacometti’s studies of his wife Annette see lot and his brother Diego, the visage of French philosopher and novelist Jean-Paul Sartre is among the most recognizable in the artist’s drawings. Show 25 25 50 All.

The Search for the Absolute – Jean-Paul Sartre | ART THEORY

There was plaster all over the floor and all over the face, hair and clothes of the sculptor; there were scraps of paper and lumps of paint on every available surface. Trivia About Alberto Giacometti. And this brings us to the paradox that I have real relations with an illusion; or, if you like, that my real distance from the block of marble has become one with my imaginary distance from Ganymede.

He declined the award of the Nobel Prize in Literature “for his giaacometti which, rich in ideas and filled with the spirit of freedom and the quest for truth, has exerted a far-reaching influence on our age. Next Post Next Appunti da Marte. But to the bodies of Giacometti something has happened: In that case, we have something real to deal with, an existent mineral that we can measure.

The Search for the Absolute – Jean-Paul Sartre

Excusing himself, he wrote: What struck me in seeing the first Giacomettis in the flesh, was the way in which they were simultaneously both visceral and abstract. From the top down: Such, I believe, is the sort of Copernican revolution Giacometti has tried to introduce into sculpture.


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The images are all of Giacometti works. Jessiii marked giavometti as to-read Nov 12, Open Preview See a Problem? Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. And the gaze is crucial even in the smaller faces glacometti the thin figures, which were often made from memory. Yet everything is there: He will forget them. He said a fine thing to me one day about some statues he had just destroyed: All that remains are creases in the plaster.

There is a notable difference between the men and women of his sculptures.

Jean-Paul Sartre on Alberto Giacometti: The Search for the Absolute

aoberto Do not expect this breast to swell to the degree that you come close to it: Classical statues insolently fling their heavy eternity in our faces. He confers on his plaster figures an absolute distance, as the painter does for those who live in his canvas. There is the goddess Isabel, the whore Rita, the virgin Flora.

In frontally opposing classicismGiacometti has restored an imaginary and indivisible space to statues.