As I mentioned on my facebook page last week, I finally picked up a book that had been gathering dust on my bookshelf for a while now. The book is part a serie of twenty books each one dedicated to one artist. I randomly picked up the book about the life of Willem de Kooning. An artist born in the Netherlands on the 24th of April 1904.
Once in a while I stumbled upon one of his pieces in museums, but I never took the time to read something about his life and mind. Until now. Let’s start at the beginning, De Kooning was born in the Netherlands but as a twenty four year old De Kooning decided to pack his bags and jump on a boat to New York.
As a child he had a talent for drawing. Painting wasn’t his cup of tea, he said that it was a medium only used by old men with beards. It took some time to enroll in the world of painting, but he finally stayed there.
His oeuvre started off with very figurative pieces and in his 30s he started to head towards abstract painting. He was surrounded by so much selfdoubt, so he quickly repainted the canvas. Eventually, throughout the years, he found a way to lean towards abstractism but still paint figuratively.
The thing that fascinates me the most about Willem de Kooning is his use of colours. After turning every page of the book I saw another piece made by him and not everything appealed to me. Some paintings weren’t really my cup of tea, but these paintings that I decided to show on my blog are so simple yet so interesting.
He lived a long life, he lived to be 86. Hope you enjoy these pieces.