Rockwell Kent lived through most of the 20th century. He was one of the very few American artists who were not only “allowed” but welcome in the Soviet Union. He was sympathising with communist ideas, survived through McCarthyism but did not live to see the demise of the USSR. When I was a kid, my parents took me to his exhibition in Moscow. I was forever rockwellkented by his blue snowy plains and mountains. His blue is like Klein’s blue: so special, it should be patented. No photograph can adequately deliver that blue. It should be seen live.
Sometimes, I go out in the morning and, wow, I find myself in Kent’s world, just like in the photograph above. No filters, no photoshop, just blue snow. So vibrant blue, no photograph can represent it, it can only help me remember how blue it was.
Do you have a colour or a shade that would be linking up to deeply personal associations?
If not, it’s good to have one, because your eye will be so much delighted when you see it in nature. It is like finding a treasure chest.
PS One other thing: Matisse would love the photo above because it is all about his three faves: sphere, cone, and cylinder. There’s more on Matisse here, if you missed the 3D landscape post.