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...legends that has grown out of the life of the Spanish painter Francisco Goya y Lucientes has a servant asking him: "Why do you paint these barbarities that men commit?" To this Goya answered: "To tell men forever that they should not be barbarians...
...story is apocryphal, but it captures the spirit and philosophy of the man honored by the Boston Museum of Fine Arts in its current exhibition, The Changing Image: Prints by Francisco Goya. For Goya was molded by the age of Rousseau and Voltaire and the French Revolution--The Age of Reason. For Goya, as well as for his contemporaries, a belief in human reason was the answer to an age of corrupt religion, incompetent monarchy and political turmoil. If Goya's portraits, commissioned as they were by the Spanish aristocracy, show only a glimmer of his belief...
Finally, a reminder. The Goya show at the Museum of Fine Arts is the finest show of graphic work in this area since the similar one the MFA presented on Durer three years ago. I'll discuss it more thoroughly next week, but if you get a chance this weekend, go see it. It is outstanding...
...outdone, the Museum of Fine Arts tonight opens "The Changing Image: Prints by Francisco Goya." Goya, perhaps the outstanding artist of the late 18th and early 19th centuries, was both a painter and excellent graphic artist. Many of his prints--especially those from the end of his career--exhibit a strange kind of ghoulish melancholy over the state of human life. This show takes Goya's etchings and, using loans from Europe and the United States and the museum's own collection, traces the changes he made as each print advanced from state to state. They exhibit as many...
...dreams continue, and, as the end of the Franco era hastens, we catch the stronger strains of a guitar and glimpse smiles on the faces of the children who crowd the streets of Barcelona. Spanish history is stained with rivers of blood, remaining true to the vision of Goya's drawings of a haunted people. Yet still we wait, and hope against hope for the Spain of Orwell's Italian militiaman, of Hemingway's Idaho schoolteacher, of the Spanish workers raising their fists into the air as they travel to their death in defense of their freedom...