Since Camille Pissarro and his Avenue de l‘Opera and Boulevard
Montmartre in various seasons, the early moving towards the impressionism,
since Claude Monet’s Boulevard des Capucines full of golden light and impressionist
fame, numerous sketches of everyday Montmartre life depicted by Utrillo in
early 20th century, there weren’t significant French artists
inspired by their great city.
The glory passed to
photographers like Atget, Brassai, Cartier-Bresson
and Robert Doisneau who pioneered photojournalism , reportage de la vie,
documentary, mainly interested in Parisians and their daily moments. But it was
later, in 40-60s when Paris became a
glorious backdrop then.
Between the wars Paris was
so to speak seemingly unattended by painters. Here comes BUT….
One of the last
impressionists was the prominent Russian artist Konstantin Korovin (1861
(Moscow) -1939 (Paris)). He fell in love with Paris on his first trip in 1885,
shocked and utmost happy to discover Impressionism which was recently proclaimed
into a recognized movement . This freshness and light was exactly what he was
aspiring for. He was successful and
famous in Russia for his innovative and
creative talent, the leading member of several influential artistic groups, the
protagonist in the Pleiades of the best and greatest of the time.
He had a sunny personality, cherished
loyal friendships throughout his life and was adored with fellow students. Full
of joie de vivre he was always a center of any friendly gathering.
Korovin was passionate about
art ever looking forward, developing new ways of color expression, worked a lot
for the theatres changing the perception of stage design and decoration.
In 1900 he designed one of
the Russian Empire pavilions for the Paris World Expo for which he was awarded
the Legion of Honour by the French Government.
He later became an
Academician of Painting and a professor in Art School.
He traveled a lot and left a
precious legacy of Russian landscapes.
But one of his favorite
themes was undoubtedly Paris since 1890-s. He created beautiful cityscapes like
no one French artist of the time. In 1923 with failing health and a handicapped
son in his care he got a lucky opportunity to leave Soviet Russia to Paris with
lifetime of works for the personal exhibition he hoped to sell to secure his
future. To his gravely dismay the collection vanished on its way to be never
retrieved. The ageing artist who was heartbroken to leave his homeland and
friends behind came to Paris devastated and totally financially broke.
He painted Paris Boulevards
and Cafes well into 30-s to make ends meet along with Russian Winters for
displaced and nostalgic compatriots immigrants. He also worked tirelessly on
stage designs for many leading opera theatres throughout the world.
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Always known as a stylish gentleman,
generous and cheerful, bright and ever talented
he slowly succumbed to the bitterness and hardships of the time. His big
heart gave up just a few months before his Paris painted in its splendor and glittering lights, with glorious sun and mysterious shadows, colorful fete de la vie and oblivious crowds, its grisaille and tristesse was defeated and occupied by Nazi.
Konstantin Korovin left a legacy of beautiful
paintings of Paris he remembered and loved.
Happy New Year and the Best Wishes to everyone!
Thank you for visiting and supporting my blog in its first year and see you in 2013 !
*Many thanks to someone who put together this collection along with one of my favorite songs by Francoise Hardy.
Un très joli reportage et un bel hommage pour clôturer cette année...
ReplyDeleteJe vous souhaite une année 2013 très créative couronnée de succès.
Une petite pensée pour vous en ce passage très prochain de l'année 2012 à 2013.
Gros bisous.
Merci beaucoup mon amie. Thank you for being with me this year and following my blog.
DeleteThe best wishes to you and Gros bisous aussi.
An enlightening post. Thank you for the story on Korovin's sad life. A master painter and a unique palette.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a very Happy New Year
Helen
Thank you Helen very much and the best wishes to you too!
DeleteThank you so much, Natalie! What an incredible story. And somehow, despite its sadness, very appropriate for the new year ahead--that we must always be willing to move forward even to start all over again. Beauty will guide us there...
ReplyDeleteWishing you a year full of health, happiness and hope,
Bisous,
H
As a frustrated painter, I'll admit that many times I wish I could paint the Paris I love. That said, I'm happy to bring home arms full of photographs!
ReplyDeleteBonne année chère Natalie!
V
Happy New Year Natalie...thank you for sharing this story of Korovin...an interesting post.
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to reading more of your posts in 2013 ;-)
Catherine
xx