"Curiosity is the lust of the mind." - Thomas Hobbes
Are you an Art's lover?
If there is one personality trait, I must choose above others to describe who am I, it definitely be curiosity. I’m eternaly curious being.
Art is one life sphere, where curiosity reserves are never depleted. Art calls on us you look twice — first glance for the awe and the beauty, and then, comes the search for the details that sometimes can be very intriguing and enchanting.
Here I invite you to play a little discovering game…
You will not only learn about the paintings, but way more about who I am and why I chose those specific pieces of Art.
Did you just got intrigued to play little uncovering game...?
Here is a painting from 19th century.....
…A woman sits completely nude in the grass, enjoying a casual picnic with two fully dressed men. There’s fruit, a discarded dress, some serious gazes. Nothing scandalous, right? Well — not back then.
When it was first exhibited, critics absolutely lost it. The painting was rejected by the art world’s elite, who clutched their pearls over the casual nudity and the woman’s cool, direct stare. Some called it vulgar. Others, revolutionary.
Who painted it? And what’s it called? (Hint: It was created by a man. Of course.)
Some feminist art historians say it mocks classical ideals of beauty. Others ask: is the woman objectified, or is she in control? At first she seems passive — but then you notice her gaze. She’s looking straight at you. Not ashamed. Not coy. Just… aware.
I like that kind of energy.
It’s a bit like what I do — I sit there, metaphorically naked, honest, soft — and somehow, the men end up feeling exposed.
That was easy quite easy... more difficult one?
This painting hides a secret in its history...
…A young family takes a breake mid-journey. Mary’s got the baby, Joseph’s taking a nap, and everything glows in that perfect soft light Baroque painters loved.
Looks like a man painted it, right? All that ability to paint the silk…
Except… it wasn’t. It was a woman.
One of the few women in 17th-century Italy who got to paint professionally — and she didn’t just survive in a man’s world, she thrived. She knew exactly how to place a woman at the heart of a story. Here, Mary isn’t some decorative prop in Joseph’s adventure — the entire composition orbits around her.
She paints women the way women feel in their own skin, not the way men want them to look.
But who was she? And how is the painting called?
Did you guess both of them? If not, the last one is supposed to be quite easy,
but nevertheless, very inspiring...
This painting was the last oeuvre of it's creator.
Arthritis took a toll on his hands and body, assistants had to place a brush it in his hand so he could keep painting.
There’s something moving in that. Faced with decay, he turned again to what felt alive: skin, warmth, laughter, light. These women glow with everything. Their beauty is irresistible, overflowing, too alive to be owned.
Their forms remind us that womanhood has never belonged to one shape or age. The artists may have painted them to preserve his idea of youth, but what he captured instead is timelessness—the power of bodies that dare to exist fully, without apology.