Painting Description: The Dance

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Henri Matisse, “The Dance”, 1910
It is an oil canvas painting with size (L x W): 260 x 389cm (102.36″ x 153.15″). It is painted in 1910 and now it is exposed is in the Hermitage in St. Petersburg. The painting represents 5 people male and female, dancing naked over mountains in the sky, which makes them look like giants. The first version was painted in 1909 and it is now in MoMA in New York.

I really like Henri Matisse´s work, and The Dance has a special place in my heart beacause of my uncle, he is a great artist too and when he went to MoMa he brought a copy of the artwork in the 90s. The naturalness of this image always enchanted me…

Biography- An Artist that I know

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Salvatore D’Onofrio was born on June 11, 1933 in Naples, Italy. He´s an Italian writer and teacher, naturalized Brazilian, Doctor of Letters from the University of São Paulo, lecturer in Academia Rio-Pretense de Letras e Culturas (ARLC). In 2010, he was honored by the Italian-Brazilian Cultural Society of Rio Preto during the 15th Italian Week of São José do Rio Preto. Retired, he was invited as a Visiting Professor at the Letters Department of UFPE in Recife. When he returned to live in Rio Preto, began to devote himself exclusively to research, expanding their knowledge in the field of art, philosophy, religion, science, politics, trying to establish a dialogue between the various disciplines of human knowledge. The result of half a century of research is set out in more than 20 books as: Dicionário de Cultura Básica, Pensar é Preciso, Literatura Ocidental, Forma e Sentido do Texto Literário and Pesquisando.

PS: He uses hawaiian clothes in class and is also my grandfather.

Testimonial: The flying little girl

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When I was younger (about 6 or 7 years old) my grandmother had a little farm, far way from the city and we used to go there every weekend. I remember sitting in the car and listen to my father’s old songs… I liked to look at the scenery through the car window. When it was day I watched the clouds and people, when it was night I watched the moon follow us. These were some of the happiest moments at that time. But no time was better than when we arrived at the farm, I jumped from the car and ran into my grandma`s arms. That little farm was the most beautiful place on earth to me. She used to live there very well alone but my grandmother began to get older and older, and we had to move her from that place. I still remember the big tree that was right next to the house, how I used to love that swing in its branch and how my grandfather always used to say I was flying so high I could fell the clouds.