The Holy Trinity 19 Wednesday Oct 2016 Posted by Austrianart in art ≈ 6 Comments Rolling Stones Triptych by Austrian artist Werner Horvath. Oil on canvas, 100 x 270 cm in total. AdvertisementShare this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Hsing Lee said:
Hello again. Hsing here again… I love this Stones set. It demonstrates what happens to Hades (Brian Jones) when he tries to share a stage with Prometheus (Keith) and Dionysus (Mick). He turns into a background shade. We often forget what a HUGE role these guys played in turning the tide of public opinion against the war in Vietnam. No Expectations, that short film, was our first ever antiwar rock video.Even if one makes the argument that Brian Jones was Apollo and not Hades, the result is the same: the Rolling Stones, at their strongest, give us their best show, their best rock n roll spectacle, in a darkened stadium which keeps the sunlight out and enhances the lightshow we get at rock concerts. I’ve seen them under those conditions and they SHINE… it doesn’t matter that Mick and Keith haven’t been to each others dressing rooms for 30 years and don’t talk anymore. It doesn’t matter that we turn the light of day into darkness where the sun don’t shine. The Glimmer twins each play their role to perfection. You may not like this next bit Werner lol… maybe I’m out of line in saying it but I feel compelled to as a collector of your work and fan of your styles: For me the ideal would be to revisit the Jones and revise it, adding some blending like you did for me for the Lennon Tryptych I bought, which is simply incredible BTW… you’re a master craftsman of the highest order and a genius with proportion and color blending. A half panel left and a half panel right on the Jones piece to add continuity blending. Oh BTW… I think Yoko has her own copy of the Lennon Tryptych in the virtual world of Second Life. I gave it to “someone” on her sim on Lennon’s birthday many years ago. So she, I believe, has a copy she can make larger than life. Just thought you might want to know that the permission to exploit you gave me in Second Life really helped you reach an American audience. I wish I had the money to buy this set at hand, lol. Please let me know what you’d want for it anyway, ok? Thank you mein freund. And my apologies for losing touch till now… a LOT has happened to me here in Vancouver over the last six years. I’ll tell you all about it in email, privately, soon. I promise. lololololol… What a long strange trip its been.
Hsing Lee said:
PS -> I remember now… you’ve been going blind, yes? FYI… it’s next to impossible to read your writing and my comments without selecting them to highlight them. That greyish green font color blends into the brown background and we can’t read it at all lol. Might want to fix that.
Dear Mr. Hsing Lee, I changed the colors. More in the mail!
You know what the strangest part of this tryptych is for me?
That painting of Brian Jones… it may as well be a portrait of me lolololol
It looks just like me Werner. Everything. The face, the head shape, the posture, the facial expression, the eyes… it’s me! Lol. AND… Just like me, it doesn’t matter whether you see/saw him as Hades or as Apollo to Mick’s Dionysus and Keith’s Prometheus. Or even as Zeus… when Dionysus’ sirens song Stokes Prometheus’ electric fire, and the Sparks fly, the background in between fades to Painted Black, cuz as soon as Mick introduces himself, and Keith starts surfing Woody and Wyman’s rhythym over the high voltage Charlie Watts, the very air itself catches sacred fire for the rest of the night, mesmerized by incantations spun on the Narn’s loom. Keith becomes a Panther on the Prowl. Shouting down evil spirits like a Jumping Jack Flash to the crowd’s delighted Satisfaction. And you think to yourself, god damn you know what I CAN get Satisfaction after all. Right here. Now. From these two bitchy little clowns. LOLOLOLOL. Jones must have felt that energy and slunk away gracefully for the most part. We have to keep in mind, Brian Jones was a man they called “Cock”. There’s gonna be some crowing and ruffled feathers and contusions and concussions before the Cock goes silent and drowns. The Honky Tonk Woman dances. Not Fade Away, As Tears Go By, right. To the blues. It’s what they overlooked as young kids… Dionysus’ HAS a Cock… his voice is his violin/fiddle. So does Prometheus. His axe is his violin. And a cock fight with four cocks… FOUR… a guy named Cock AND his Cock… messes up the duet. It’s the reason I’ve left every situation where a rock band was forming around me too lol.
When I painted these pictures I had more the Christian symbols in my mind. You know, father, son and holy spirit . Mick Jagger as a real godfather of rock. The son Brian Jones sacrificed for the people. And the holy spirit assisted by all kind of drugs.
But your new interpretation sounds a little bit more interesting, I think. Fascinating!
You know, during the last time I worked on classical Myths like the Dionysus story and I made an interpretation for the eagle eating his liver: alcohol.
So the circle closes. We both are interested in Dionysus at the same time without knowing it, and now you look like him on my painting.
I apologize for an error: I meant Prometheus instead of Dionysus. Prometheus is Brian Jones and he is your alter ego, you indeed look like him. And you also brought fire to the people, like Prometheus. So i send greetings to the Beyond and
I feel you are watching me very carefully…