Artemisia Gentileschi is painting for all she’s worth. Light flashes from her forehead and breast, and the naked white forearm where the sleeve falls back to reveal an unexpected strength. Her fingernails are dirty and her hair coming loose as she wheels towards a large empty canvas. It is a picture of passion: the artist showing herself in dizzying motion, head tilting up towards the mark she is so urgently making – which could be anything, such is her freedom. This is painting as live performance.
Self-Portrait As the Allegory of Painting is exhibit A in any history of […]