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Slava Fokk, 1976 | Surrealist / Art Déco style painter

Russian painter Слава Фокк was born into a family of artists in the south of Russia, in the city of Krasnodar.
Since his childhood, he has been surrounded by a creative atmosphere - art workshops, studios and creative summer residences.
In 1997 Fokk completed his training in the Krasnodar Art School, also known as the Repin.


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Alda Merini | Every morning / Ogni mattina

Every morning my stem would rise in the wind
blowing away drunk with life,
but something holds it on earth,
a long heavy chain of anguish
which doesn't dissolve.
I then get out of bed
and I look for a section of wind
and I find a square of sun
in which to rest my naked feet.

Abdullah Evindar | Turkish artist | Surreal silhouette

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Andrew Wyeth | Regionalist painter


Andrew Wyeth, in full Andrew Newell Wyeth, (born July 12, 1917, Chadds Ford, Pennsylvania, U.S. - died January 16, 2009, Chadds Ford), American watercolourist and worker in tempera noted primarily for his realistic depictions of the buildings, fields, hills, and people of his private world.
Wyeth’s father, N.C. Wyeth, was a well-known illustrator who had studied under Howard Pyle and who, starting in 1932, served as his son’s only teacher.

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Andrew Salgado, 1982 | Abstract painter


Andrew Salgado -born in Regina, Canada- has situated himself as one of the eminent emerging painters in both the UK and North America.
He has been listed by Saatchi as "one to invest in today" (Sept 2013), lauded by esteemed critic Edward Lucie Smith as a "dazzlingly skillful advocate" for painting, and been endorsed by Tony Godfrey (author of Phaidon's Painting Today) as an "exciting artist with a particular vision".

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Rabindranath Tagore | Metaphorical painter | 120 artworks | Page⁴


Flower by Rabindranath Tagore

Fluck this little flower and take it, delay not!
I fear lest it droop
and drop into the dust.
I may not find a place in thy garland,
but honour it
with a touch of pain from thy hand and pluck it.