Pipes in Art

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From the Kunsthistoresches in Vienna

Jacob Jordaens - The Feast of the Bean King

From the Mumok also in Vienna
Karl Anton Fleck Chobot with Pipe -1970

Arnulf Rainer - Van Gogh as a Pipe Smoker - 1979 - 1980

Ronato Guttuso – Still Life – 1961

 

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from Moderna Museet in Stockholm
all by Arvid Fougstedt
14 juli på La Rotonde, 1945

La Rotonde

Arvid i Picassos keps, u.å.

Douelan 1916. Gerda med Erik, okänd, Johan Steen och Arvid Fougstedt., 1916

 

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from Moderna Museet in Stockholm
Andre Breton –Christer Stromholm 1960

Thure Tideblad Axel Nilsson på Smedsudden, 1921

Hasse Persson

The Democratic Party Convention in Miami Beach. From the series Amerikabilder -1972

 

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from Moderna Museet in Stockholm
Acke Hallgren - Den sicilianska vasen, 1933

Karl Werner Gullers - Domkyrkan i Uppsala, ca 1944

Anna Riwkin - Elsa Maja Pavval, som berättade om Stalogrottan., 1950-talet

 

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National Gallery of Denmark
Cornelius Norbertus Gijsbrechts (ca. 1610- efter 1675), Trompe l'oeil. Skab fra kunstnerens atelier, 1670-1671.

Constatin Hansen - A Group of Danish Artists in Rome , 1837

 

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I always thought that artists had bigger pipes. Looks like I was right by above painting.

BTW, it must take a lot of balls to paint a group of artists.

 

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from the Hudson River Valley Museum

Margaret Lowengrund – Charlie Kogan – early 1950’s

from the Addison Gallery on Cape Cod
Mark Chester – Two men w/pipes in Sweden - 1972

Mark Chester – Tribal woman, the Philippines -1977

 

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all from MOMA in New York
John Currin – The Gardeners – 2001

David Hockney -Kerby (After Hogarth) Useful Knowledge 1975

Marcel Duchamp - Man Seated by a Window -1907

 

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from the Walters Gallery in Baltimore
Alfred Jacob Miller – Shoshone Indian smoking – 1858

Alfred Jacob Miller – My papa smokes, so I smoke – 1830

Alfred Jacob Miller – Indian Hospitality – 1859

 

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from the Walters Gallery in Baltimore

Felix Octavius Carr Darley – Toby Weller – 1888

New Image Art Gallery

Eddie Ruscha - 2010

 

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from the Carnegie
David Gilmour Blythe – The Coal Carrier - 1855

David Gilmour Blythe – News Boys - 1850

JOHN PETO - Candlestick, Pipe and Tobacco Box – 1890

 

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from the Worcester
Cornelis Schaeck , Dutch, active 1657–1663 Peasants in an Interior

Jan Miense Molenaer , Dutch, ca.1610–1668 Figures Smoking and Playing Music in an Inn

attributed to Bartholomeus Molenaer , Dutch, Tavern Brawl -1646

Frans van Mieris , A Soldier Smoking a Pipe (Self-Portrait) -1662

 

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I'm starting to hear crickets

 

[prndl]

not coming from my small corner of the wide world of web.

 

[misterlowercase]

Good God Man,

this is one of the most intense threads ever.

:clap:
Pay no mind to any silence, for it is one hand clapping in an echo of the mysterious universe.
I've been offline doing my "toad work" in the hard harsh realities of an ugly world, thus I ain't replied here. I'm home for the weekend before I go back outta state to earn a few greenbacks and entrench my leathery hands in the boring toil of base survival, so this sublime respite is an oasis that conjures true delights within my shattered soul.
And that ain't no lie.
You got an innate knack and ability to find this good stuff and I know how difficult it is to do without redundancy, so I fully applaud you!

:clap:
And I thank you for continuing the infinities!
Crickets are good luck anyway, y'know?

Get Zen.
Viewing this art has given me pause...

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...So to say or say not of some thing that represents an unwordable spirit out-side of

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or anything else that is easily communicable,

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There are many examples of which recently here I am flabbergasted and gobsmacked of, but I will comment on the Rainer VG beacuse it seems to me to capture a sort of tortured darkness in the man himself, I mean a joyous torture -- VG continued thru a mess of hurt and Thank God for Theo, but ultimately he had to off himself due to an overwhelmingness from the world.
Rainer captures this.
Only a good expressionist German could.
But a Frenchman wrote best about it all,

Antonin Artaud.
Herewith the quoteth:

One can speak of the good mental health of Van Gogh who, in his whole adult life, cooked only one of his hands and did nothing else except once to cut off his left ear, in a world in which every day one eats vagina cooked in green sauce or penis of newborn child whipped and beaten to a pulp, just as it is when plucked from the sex of its mother.
And this is not an image,

but a fact abundantly and daily repeated and cultivated throughout the world.
And this,

however delirious this statement may seem, is how modern life maintains its old atmosphere of debauchery, anarchy, disorder, delirium, derangement, chronic insanity, bourgeois inertia, psychic anomaly (for it is not man but the world which has become abnormal), deliberate dishonesty and notorious hypocrisy, stingy contempt for everything that shows breeding is an insistence on an entire order based on the fulfillment of a primitive injustice, in short, of organized crime.
Things are going badly because sick consciousness has a vested interest right now in not recovering from its sickness. This is why a tainted society has invented psychiatry to defend itself against the investigations of certain superior intellects whose faculties of divination would be troublesome.
...In comparison with the lucidity of Van Gogh, which is a dynamic force, psychiatry is no better than a den of apes who are themselves obsessed and persecuted and who possess nothing to mitigate the most appalling states of anguish and human suffocation but a ridiculous terminology,

worthy product of their damaged brains.

&

“No one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell.”

An excerpt from

"Van Gogh: The Man Suicided by Society,"

originally published in Paris, in 1947.

Antonin Artaud

 

[edgreen]

Thank you, thank you, thank you, misterlowercase. That is one awesome post. Was the sculpture done by a piper's wife, or ex-wife? I don't think a real piper would give up a pipe for such a cause. :D

 

[misterlowercase]

Ed,

that artist has some odd stuff!

Found via a simple "gogh pipe" search and seemed to fit!

http://pierrewhite.com/steve-goddard-sculptures/
I do love looking through this entire massive thread and I am entirely delighted by it,

please let it be known that your efforts are thoroughly appreciated!

::

 

[settersbrace]

I'm starting to hear crickets
I'd have to say that MLC articulated, and quite elegantly I might add exactly what many of us who are drawn to this thread would like to have said. For an uncultured soul such as mine I find the shear volume of this type of art, mind blowing. Every day I click to see what else has been added and stare in wonder as I ponder the the thoughts of the artist as he/she painted or in many cases the torturous hell they may have been living through and crying out to the world with their talent. You may well have consolidated the largest collection of pipes in art known to man but regardless of whether you have or have not, I thank you for bringing it all to us.

 

[edgreen]

Thanks to you both. I've learned so much everyday of doing this and, believe me, I get really excited about learning. For every pipe piece you see here I saw 1000, non-pipe, but very luscious artworks

 

[simnettpratt]

I agree; I've only seen a small fraction of these paintings, sculptures and photos. Some I hate, to some are indifferent, some I really like. I think ed's 1000 to 1 ratio might be right. I learned if you lived in the seventeenth or eighteenth centuries, you pretty much smoked a churchwarden. I didn't know that.
I like the old poor dude with his arm in a sling and his white dog. Hey, prndl made it his avatar!
I also like the old Filipino woman photo from 1977. One of the best and most dreadful books I've ever read about war was the memoirs of an American marine from WWII: With the Old Breed, by EB Sledge. He was at Peleliu and Okinawa. Peleliu is only six miles long, but some organization has gone in and removed over 32,000 pieces of live WWII ordnance, shells, mines, grenades etc. And those were only the ones that didn't explode.
archy will be surprised when she gets back from backpacking at the end of the month to find this thread still going, as long as ed doesn't go blind hunting for the pipes.