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Game of the intruder number 1: one of these 4 "self portraits" Ensor is still not exactly a ...

Ensor was very fashion when I was young. His provocative side, a touch of bitterness and social criticism was implicit appeal to sixty-eighters not retarded we were in those days. But I confess that I announced lorsqu'Alter Ensor exhibition in Brussels, have tweaked the nose and we went over to "professional conscience" by real fondness for this painter.

Game of the intruder number 2: Ensor, seen by himself and others ... but yes! One of these portraits is not that of his father but Ensor.

course, this is the painter of colorful masks and vaguely disturbing, sometimes it makes sense to draw attention too. As a recipe that would have ensured fame. This suspicion falls during the visit "Ensor unmasked." Its organizers were smart enough not limited to this facet of the painter. It takes the visitor into the creative process of the artist, from the first steps of his career, almost impressionistic landscape, to the final paintings painted over 80 years. With 140 drawings submitted for 60 paintings, the exhibition overriding focus is on his way to work, create and bring to light.

First, it shows that Ensor was a true realist painter. Excellent drawings, sketches or copies of ... ... in the kind of show a certain ease. He creates landscapes sleek, uncompromising and makes a perfect side ungrateful northern horizon. This is the Barbizon painters and some of the Impressionists.

Game of the intruder number 3: one These four portraits is not that of his friend Flinch ...

His portraits are sharp, bright enough. He sketched and often acutely Mitche his sister and his friend Willy Finch, paintings that show the maturation of the artist, looking for a fair hand position, finishing with a retail or finding the best angle. The portrait of his dead mother made on the deathbed of the latter is, in this regard, the most striking, but not necessarily the most promising.

The eating of oysters seemed to me more interesting!

But it's still lifes and interior paints that hooked me the most: he deploys a sense of light which gives a relief to these intimate and vibrant scenes which for me are the kind in which he excels. The exhibition ends also by two interior scenes which, leaving aside the arguments easy painter's masks, returning an expression far more virtuosic and moving the intimate atmosphere of these parts.

Then we look more closely at the component most original and most innovative work of Ensor's famous paintings and grotesque masks. We learn that his parents owned a souvenir shop, shells and masks of Carnival in the "good" city of Ostend, and he grew up in the middle of seaside souvenirs of questionable taste, which gave him a penchant for These bright colors and unusual objects he sold to tourists.

At first, his paintings are merely anecdotal, then, the success came, it gives them a scary character, vaguely sneering who became his "trademark". In this regard, the plot is undeniably one of the centerpieces of the exhibition.

It represents the marriage of his sister, Mitch, rather late, and would like a presentation made no concession to the Belgian bourgeoisie of the early twentieth. But other stars promises surprises galore such vivid hues, grimacing faces, these scenes are a bit ridiculous that the audience turned into a voyeur perplexed, uncomfortable. It's planned for, and as such, it works! The world is a made-up world upside down, where everything is questioned, more certainty, social ties are demonstrated by the absurd. The crowd is threatening, nightmarish, and it receives an attraction and repulsion that is ambivalent resonance.

We finally discovered that Ensor was also a writer, lecturer, composer himself at times, and he gave up painting almost same, despite the growing success of which he was subjected to devote himself almost exclusively music. He liked to develop the environmental prose as colorful as his paintings, witness this extract a speech at a banquet given in his honor:

"I was born in Ostend, 13 April 1860, a Friday, the day of Venus. Well! dear friends, Venus, from the dawn of my birth, came to me smiling and we looked long into his eyes. Ah! the beautiful green eyes and green, long hair the color of sand. Venus was blonde and beautiful, all daubed with foam, it smelled good sea salt. Soon I painted her because she bit my brushes, puff my colors, my coveted painted shells, she ran on my pearl, forgot in my conch, salivating on my brushes. "

Solution previous game in the academy laid bare : in the first duet, the Nattier is below. In the second duo, Nattier is right. Finally, the intruder, not the drawing of Van Loo is one of the lower right .