If I wanted to talk about artists that I really love, where would I begin? There are just too many.....
My heart is saying to me, Toulouse-Lautrec:
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec was a French post-impressionist painter who created the bulk of his work near the end of the 19th century. He broke both of his legs when he was young and his bones stopped growing and that is why he is so short, in case you were wondering.
Because of his deformity, he liked to hide himself away in the Montmartre district of Paris amongst the bohemians, prostitutes and performers. He actually lived at a brothel for some time and befriended the women which is why he had such intimate access to their daily lives:
God, what is this fascination I have with old-timey prostitutes? Is it the stockings?
This drawing is titled "Alone." It is a little bit heartbreaking:
Toulouse-Lautrec was also famous for documenting the "nightclub" scene of the day. He would hang out in pubs and dance halls like the Moulin Rouge and sketch the "scenesters." This is the closest thing to Misshapes they had in 19th century Paris:
This lady is "La Goulue" or The Glutton, and she was a famous dancer who was also known for drinking other people's drinks, hence the name. Needless to say, she died a penniless, depressed alcoholic:
The singer, Yvette Guilbert:
The colours in this print are beautiful. I once painted my bedroom inspired by the Toulouse-Lautrec palette:
People having a good time at the Moulin Rouge:
Moulin Rouge/Misshapes R.I.P.