paul roberts

discovered this interesting painter while googling. his work is very sexy to me. i really love the cinematic idealism...makes him seem like he has no idea about nothing.

i have a thing for male sexy realist painters. a motherly thing almost. i equate it to an extremely adept med student who could be in any field of medicine, yet chooses gynecology because he loves women & doesn't know a thing about them aside from what he's read. it's a very sweet combination of thought processes.

its such a theme among men. degas, munch, sheile...all were so pained & mystified by women. painting them in contorted positions, awkward proportions, to somehow communicate to the world the demons they saw. helmut newton, brandt, guy bourdain took it further for their ability to take a medium of truth & reality & yet manipulate the subjects themselves into becoming the characters they saw. when even your subjects submits to your vision of truth...how successful & satisfying for the artist. how terrible for the feminists out there. how deceitful.

there's a good amount of sexuality, yes but i love how there are some moments, some paintings that are 'innocent' yet when i consider him as a whole there's a whole sexist/sexy/misogynistic/macho/outsider cast on my overall impression. play, play, play.

and then of course there's just the fact that a good deal of them remind me of v.c. andrews book covers.