The spiritual, the sublime, infinity itself: all seem to hover beneath the translucent surfaces of Mark Rothko's blurred and veil-like rectangles. The brilliantly colored blocks of his best-known works, distillations of all that this Lithuanian-born immigrant had learned during his first 15 years of
Imagine holding the end of a live wire in each hand. Now imagine one end is shaped like a turtle and the other end is, let's say, Pavarotti's beard. Now bring them together. Feel that electricity? That's called art -- or at least it's a metaphor for the Surrealist art of Max Ernst.
While critics debate whether or not Lucian Freud inherited the psychoanalytical acuity of grandfather Sigmund, a cursory study of his nudes confirms he most certainly inherited the propensity to invite pretty girls to lay down in front of him.
The German-born Freud emigrated to England and attend