Word: riveras
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Rivera got into the San Carlos Academy of Fine Arts when he was only eleven, but his real teacher was José Posada, the Daumier of Mexico, whose printmaking shop stood near the school. "I used to peer into his window every evening," says Rivera, "until at last he invited me inside. We talked together for seven years, about politics and art. He taught me the connection between art and life; that you can't express what you don't feel...
...Rivera promptly forgot the connection. Being a sharp student, with a blotterlike ability to absorb and reproduce the methods of a succession of his masters, he won a traveling scholarship at 20, spent the next three years "gobbling up museums," painting in Europe, and expressing little that he felt...
Picasso v. Peaches. When the revolutionaries won, they obligingly renewed Rivera's scholarship. In 1911 he sailed for Europe once more, this time for a ten-year stay...
...Paris he set up housekeeping with a pretty Russian blonde named Angelina Beloff, learned Russian and talked Marxism with Angelina's expatriate friends. He also enlisted in the cafe cohorts of Pablo Picasso, who was by then knee-deep in cubism. "I have never believed in God," says Rivera today, "but I believe in Picasso." Cubism, he maintains, "was the most important development in art since the Renaissance." He points out that cubist principles of composition underlie his most realistic murals...
...there came a time when Rivera pooh-poohed Picasso: mere cubism was not enough. Diego's rebellion began one fine morning in 1918, he recalls: "I was just coming out of a cubist show at the Rosenberg gallery when a fruit vendor passed in front of me in the sunshine, pushing a little wagon full of peaches. The sight was so much more beautiful than all those dry, thin abstractions inside the gallery. It made me want to paint the richness we can see and feel, not just intellectual constructions." Rivera was coming back to the maxims...