In the French town of Nogent-sur-Seine, the Musée Camille Claudel opened last month with 43 of the artist’s sculptures, the largest collection anywhere in the world.
The Museum Barberini courtyard, an enclosed area in the middle of the museum complex (all photos by the author for Hyperallergic) POTSDAM — Touted as the “youngest and noblest of all German private museums,” the Museum Barberini opened to the public on January 23 in an area lined with Prussian palaces and gardens on the […]
In her show at Paula Cooper Gallery, Liz Glynn keeps Rodin’s signature realism and physicality, but sculpts her bodies to be more wretched.
Who knew that Rodin in his 60s met, inspired, and shaped Rilke in his 20s?
PARIS — Dance that pushes sensual and temporal boundaries and sculpture that pushes formal boundaries share a solid connection while simultaneously remaining, in many respects, in distinct opposition.
Speaking very generally and just of figurative art: sculpture creates a world around itself, and painting creates a world inside itself.
PARIS — With Eros Hugo: Between Modesty and Excess, the Maison Victor Hugo offers up a fervent paradox: how can an author lead a bawdy and risqué lifestyle while handling the subject of sex prudishly in his virtuosic writings?
Have you ever wondered what Michelangelo’s “David” would look like if it were kneeling and giving a thumbs up, like a wide receiver who just scored a touchdown?
In 1915, with the newly innovated film camera, a young Russian-born, French actor named Sacha Guitry captured some of France’s greatest artists and authors.
On this week’s art crime blotter: thieves boost a bronze Rodin in Copenhagen, man is busted for trying to sell a fake van Gogh, and two works go missing from Slovakia’s Andy Warhol museum.
The near-mythic name of Michelangelo conjures many things: the divine, swirling figures of the Sistine Chapel ceiling; the almost-touching hands of human and divine; Charlton Heston’s grimacing mug; a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.
French sculptor Auguste Rodin would frequently find his models out in the streets of Paris, drawn to hands and bodies gnarled by the often grueling nature of 19th century life and labor.