This article that you will now read was published some time ago on the blog signoradeifiltri.overblog.com is set in a bar and the description along with the characters is my fantasy of these articles set in a simple bar I wrote a series, I liked the idea of ​​talking about art with the imagination in a place frequented by simple people because I believe that art should be for everyone and that knowing works and artists is good for your health. good reading and I hope to be able to let you too with your imagination inside this bar.
My friends, hold on, today we will talk about art, but I still want to make an exception to the rule, I will describe an artistic work but, in front of that work, I will put a young elder, what is it that is strange? Does everything seem a little confusing? In this case, I will consider the artist who created it to be a work of art, and do you know why I do it? To give you an example, a good example, I do it for all those elderly who are dejected, overcome by life, their shoulders turned, their eyes off, someone pushed in a wheelchair by those who speak another language, tired and eager now to quickly walk that avenue of sunset, the last for all of them. And ... if, instead, the sunset could be more colorful, more lively, more cheerful?

Here, ladies and gentlemen, I'm about to introduce you to David Hockney, a young man of 81, I liked his smile, his look not yet surrendered. Who knows what  he was thinking at that moment, with his work behind him, in front of the camera of the photographer: "Hey, hurry up, I have to go and get some sweets at the reception, boy, but you do not have a dry throat?" ... Yes, I think this was just what he was thinking while posing in front of the photographer.

You will say that not everyone has his fortune and destiny, now I do not want to talk about what his long life has reserved for him, David Hockney is a British artist of 1937, since he was a child, he was painter, illustrator, engraver, photographer, scenographer and who knows what other technique and expressive language he has experimented ... He has also designed with i-phone and i-pad ... and, even if for him the time has passed - because of the age the sight falls, the movements slow down, the strength fades, the hearing "attappa", the static balance is temporary - for him, this 81-year-old boy with an eternal smile, the vital energy has never been exhausted.

Here, I consider David Hockney a true work of art of nature, our young elder is still curious, enthusiastic, walks holding a stick, the same for all those of his age, yet, when he starts working, he leaves it and, with the imagination, he starts flying. I do not know if you have noticed, but for all the artists I have described so far, this is a similar feature, so, why not forget for a moment the ailments and have fun with the imagination? David Hockney has done this for over 60 years, even more, now he is how you see him, surely you will ask why he has not got tired of doing the same things? But no, you misunderstand, he never does the same things, he always makes them in a different way. Every time he dived, to give you an example, in his famous pools (he made many works with the swimming pool and the transparency of the water) all those times underwater he saw something new, indeed, he was looking for it with all the strength of his imagination.

Do the same,  do not be afraid, dive into the harmony of his art, you can see his colours, you can laugh, rejoice, finally feel happy. Of course reality is something else, but the colours of fantasy are real, natural. Look around you, the red of flowers, the blue of the sky, the green of the meadows, you just have to give up the sadness inside you, the anger, the human egoism that we build, defeat after defeat. David Hockney is not an eternal boy, he is a true artist, but his vision of life could be the same as ours, happiness in the face of the joy of a luminous colour is the same as ours, a childish form takes us back in time, all the same, when we were children, and it is incontrovertible that we all were. It seems a bit unrealizable, right?

Now let me skip his biography, since its beginnings would be an endless history of successes and works made with the most varied techniques, I will mention only shortly who David Hockney is.

He was born in Bradford, England, July 9, 1937. In a small museum of his city, the boy took his first steps in the world of colours, then a reproduction of a work by Cezanne, one of those prints that smell of ancient, but for him it seemed like the most beautiful thing in the world, confirmed his love for art, he already knew what would have been his destiny, being an artist by profession. Then came the knowledge of Italian painters, along with all the art of the rest of the world, then the art school, then the Royal college of art. Growing up, his talent and passion make him a rebel, a bit crazy, almost eccentric, to draw his own diploma in place of the classic written thesis, but how could he stop the creative storm inside him ?



- Uela, writer, have you noticed that you're doing a monologue?



- Giovanna, you're right, you know, I got carried away, it's just a fantastic person, but what do you think of this old man?



- For me it looks like Patrick's grandfather, and he has a lively look, like someone who has just stolen the chocolate from the pantry.



- I believe that his chocolate are his colours, we would dive into them... And you, Mimmo, what do you think?



- He likes music, samba and loves Brazil!



- Mimmo, I do not think he likes to dance, but he certainly takes inspiration from music too, there is a great rhythm in his works.



- Yes, he's not boring (Mario who works at the gas station.)



- Mario, to remain in your field, once he decorated in his own way a Bmw, making it fantastic, one day the cars will all be more "coloured", enough  with the usual uniformity of cars.

David Hockney has experimented a lot, his collages of Polaroids are famous, in them there is inspiration and desire to have fun, and then for him, born in the '30s, now, finding himself in the middle of a technological revolution, it is an infinite joy to experience the possibilities that innovations offer. The artist, so curious and young in spirit, is not even afraid of the negative opinions of certain critics who see digital progress as an obstacle to the traditional way of doing art, no work in the studio, palette, easel, brushes. David Hockney knows very well that art, even if made with any other alternative and hypertechnological instrument, will always survive, indeed, paradoxically, art will still be the indestructible and indissoluble thread that will keep us linked to the true essence of human nature.



- I would love to be cheerful like him (Michele the upholsterer.)





- Of course you can, start changing the colour of your shirt.



- And then?



- Look, Michele, if you now offer ice cream to the whole bar, we all go to dance the samba. Gianni, do we have it in your juke box? (Dahlia.)



- Yes, sure.



- My friend readers, it is really like that, in the colours and forms of David Hockney we feel the sound of the samba and, like music, his art will give us joy. That's how he wants to be, our British artist, who now lives in Los Angeles because he likes the climate and the cinema, he wants to live in the joy generated by fantasy ... Is not that a good example? If you want to dance with us, come on, readers, let yourself be carried away by the notes and the colours, I will stay a little longer to see his smiling face in front of this atypical work. It is a hexagonal exhibited at Pompidou center, "A bigger interior with blue terrace and garden".

Think, this is a work of 2017, an acrylic on canvas. I will be overwhelmed by the light of those colours, pink and fuchsia for the back walls, lush green of the garden, the blue-toghe walkway of the porch terrace above the yellow-rimmed pool, I will imagine to look out from one of those orange windows, I will look at you while you dream of Brasileiro, then I will walk towards him and, like a cartoon, I would take David Hockney by the hand to carry him around Rome, riding my Vespa, but for sure he would tell me: "Walter, but cannot we eat an ice cream first? "... Goodbye, friends, we'll meet again at the next artist and, surprisingly, it will still be a fantasy, as you have not seen it for many years.





"It is precisely the process of looking at something that makes it beautiful."

David Hockney
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