The fine art of painting, which is the bastard of alchemy, always has been always will be, a game. The rules of the game are quite simple: in a given arena, on as many psychic fronts as the talent allows, one must visually describe, the centre of the meaning of existence.
Brett Whiteley (Australian artist, 1939-1992)
“My art tends toward the literary. My pictures tend toward the outskirts of painting: But why generalize? It is possible to realize one thing or another, according to the impressions gained from one point of view or another. But it is too difficult to make a general rule.”
— James Ensor
Photo James Ensor and Ernest Rousseau on the beach near Oostende (Belgium) ca. 1892
The Depths of the Sea (1887) by Sir Edward Burne-Jones
Two weighless figures are buoyed up by the water surrounding them in this unusual underwaterview. Pre-Raphaelite painters such as Burne-Jones were fascinated with drowning; this preoccupution, part of a general preference for morbid subjects, was also popular with Art Nouveau.