That's the way I see it / by David Hockney 我的观看之道 豐富多樣的見解與創作過程....... 首次訪中國(1981 三周)，感人的故事：如何培養天才小畫家？西方為何富？毛澤東評價；樣版參觀... China Diary By Stephen Spender, David Hockney 1982 繞地球。回家； David Hockney Ma Normandie.The Times and The Sunday Times on David Hockney's 'Spring Cannot be Cancelled':禮拜天美術神遊 (23)

That's the way I see it / by  David Hockney 我的观看之道 豐富多樣的

David Hockney首次訪中國(1981 三周)，感人的故事：如何培養天才小畫家？西方為何富？毛澤東評價；樣版參觀... China Diary By Stephen Spender, David Hockney  1982  

https://www.facebook.com/hanching.chung/videos/787902149579489

見解  新ACADEMY (別於JOSHUA REYNOLDS 的皇家美術學院) 應涉及一切種類的描繪，包括電影電視，任何有畫面的東西。.....照片只是一種描繪....p148
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moma 153  Joan Miró. Person Throwing a Stone at a Bird. Montroig, mid-August-

好的繪畫與偉大的宗教

1980年百萬人看Picasso 回顧展....2023年8美金的陶盤

We are an interdisciplinary department with expertise in English literature, drama, creative writing, journalism, film and screen media.

與創作過程....... 

我的观看之道 / 大卫.霍克尼著 ; 尼科斯.斯坦戈斯编 ; 万木春, 张俊, 兰有利译 = That's the way I see it / by David Hockney

斯坦戈斯

隐秘的知识 : 重新发现西方绘画大师的失传技艺 : 增订版 / 大卫.霍克尼著 ; 万木春, 张俊, 兰友利翻译

Hockney, David.

About the author (1993)

The youngest of the group that included W. H. Auden, C. Day Lewis, and Louis MacNeice, Stephen Spender was born in London and educated at Oxford University. He produced his most memorable verse in the 1930s, when his leftist orientation led him briefly to join the Communist party. Coeditor of Horizon magazine before World War II, he served in the National Fire Service during the war. He worked as an editor of Encounter magazine from 1953 to 1967, resigning after the revelation that the magazine had relied on funding from the American CIA. Since World War II, Spender has produced more prose than poetry, including the fine autobiography World within World (1951) and the valuable literary analysis The Struggle of the Modern (1963). After his first visit to the United States in 1947 to see his old friend Auden, Spender began to spend half the year in Britain and the other half abroad, often in the United States on visiting appointments at universities. In 1970 he was appointed professor of English literature at the University of London. Spender's poetry lacks both the wit and quietly authoritative tone of Auden's. Instead, he takes a more questioning, self-divided stance, in which his modern diction and subjects often serve a romantic preoccupation with the self. Spender's prose shows him the most proromantic of his circle. Even in the socially engaged verse of the 1930s, Spender often dramatized individual yearnings or projected them onto only apparently objective social circumstances. He has found his true themes in relationships, whether of individuals or of groups. A gifted critic, his recent work has included studies of T. S. Eliot, the 1930s poets, and the sculpt or Henry Moore. In 1962, he was made a CBE (Commander, Order of the British Empire).

David Hockney was born in England in 1937 and studied at the Royal College of Art. He achieved international acclaim by his mid-twenties as part of the pop art movement and has gone on to become one of the best known artists of his generation. He lives in Los Angeles, California.

China Diary

Stephen Spender, David Hockney

Thames and Hudson, 1993 - Authors, English - 200 pages

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Stephen Spender and David Hockney's illustrated diary of the trip they took together to China takes in not just the famous sites - the Great Wall, the Temple of the jade Buddha, the magical landscape of Kweilin but the unexpected incidents of everyday Chinese life. And both discuss their meetings with contemporary Chinese poets and painters. Hockney's photographs, drawings and watercolours are a unique revelation of China, while Spender discourses in rich prose. Together they provide a glimpse of this ever-mysterious land.

 Stephen Spender and David Hockney's illustrated diary of the trip they took together to China takes in not just the famous sites - the Great Wall, the Temple of the jade Buddha, the magical landscape of Kweilin but the unexpected incidents of everyday Chinese life. ... Google Books

Originally published: 1982

Authors: Stephen Spender, Dave Hickey

我的观看之道 / 大卫.霍克尼著 ; 尼科斯.斯坦戈斯编 ; 万木春, 张俊, 兰有利译 = That's the way I see it / by David Hockney

斯坦戈斯

隐秘的知识 : 重新发现西方绘画大师的失传技艺 : 增订版 / 大卫.霍克尼著 ; 万木春, 张俊, 兰友利翻译

Hockney, David.

禮拜天美術神遊 (23) ：David Hockney 繞地球。回家； David Hockney Ma Normandie

https://www.facebook.com/hanching.chung/videos/4191280377549404

The Times and The Sunday Times on David Hockney's 'Spring Cannot be Cancelled': https://www.thetimes.co.uk/....../david-hockney-on-his......

THETIMES.CO.UK

David Hockney on his prolific lockdown on a Normandy farm

似乎中國台灣都有翻譯

觀看的歷史 : = 大衛.霍克尼帶你領略人類圖像藝術三萬年 = A history of pictures /

系統號：2092141

作　者：大衛.霍克尼(David Hockney), 馬丁.蓋福特(Martin Gayford)著 ; 韓書妍譯

出版項：臺北市 :, 2017

語　言：中文中譯

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2020年2月20日  · 

In 'A History of Pictures', released today in paperback, #DavidHockney & #MartinGayford lend their brilliant minds to an energetic conversation on images of every make & measure

Watch their full conversation: www.youtube.com/watch?v=f1t9MEeh2UM

禮拜天美術神遊 (23) ：David Hockney 繞地球。回家； David Hockney Ma Normandie

 禮拜天美術神遊 (23) ：David Hockney 繞地球。回家； David Hockney Ma Normandie

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This time last year while most of the world was rapidly becoming isolated and despairing, David Hockney was carefully watching and documenting the unfolding of spring at his home in Normandy, producing a series of over a hundred joyful ‘paintings' created on his iPad. The 82-year-old artist reportedly made at least one work a day in a rigorous effort to record the subtleties of the seasonal transition....
https://www.trebuchet-magazine.com/spring-david-hockney/



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Spring Through the Eyes of David Hockney
According to The Royal Academy’s revised exhibition programme, Da
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This morning, we note the birth date of Stephen Spender (February 28, 1909 – July 16, 1995), English poet, translator, literary critic and editor.

He was born in London and educated at the University of Oxford, where he first became associated with such other British literary figures as W. H. Auden, Christopher Isherwood, C. Day Lewis and Louis MacNeice.  

His lyrical verse, filled with images of the modern industrial world yet intensely personal, is collected in such volumes as Twenty Poems (1930), The Still Centre (1939), Poems of Dedication (1946), and Collected Poems, 1928–1985 (1986).

World Within World, Stephen Spender's autobiography, contains vivid portraits of Virginia Woolf, W. B. Yeats, T. S. Eliot, W. H. Auden, Christopher Isherwood and many other prominent literary figures. First published in 1951 and still in print, World Within World is recognized as one of the most illuminating literary autobiographies to come out of the 1930s and 1940s.   

Spender was appointed Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the United States Library of Congress in 1965.

Here are four poems by Stephen Spender for your consideration:

The Truly Great

I think continually of those who were truly great. 

Who, from the womb, remembered the soul's history 

Through corridors of light, where the hours are suns, 

Endless and singing. Whose lovely ambition 

Was that their lips, still touched with fire, 

Should tell of the Spirit, clothed from head to foot in song. 

And who hoarded from the Spring branches 

The desires falling across their bodies like blossoms. 

What is precious, is never to forget 

The essential delight of the blood drawn from ageless springs

Breaking through rocks in worlds before our earth. 

Never to deny its pleasure in the morning simple light 

Nor its grave evening demand for love. 

Never to allow gradually the traffic to smother 

With noise and fog, the flowering of the spirit. 

Near the snow, near the sun, in the highest fields, 

See how these names are fêted by the waving grass 

And by the streamers of white cloud 

And whispers of wind in the listening sky. 

The names of those who in their lives fought for life, 

Who wore at their hearts the fire's centre. 

Born of the sun, they travelled a short while toward the sun 

And left the vivid air signed with their honour. 

--Stephen Spender

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Darkness and Light

To break out of the chaos of my darkness

Into a lucid day is all my will.

My words like eyes in night, stare to reach

A centre for their light: and my acts thrown

To distant places by impatient violence

Yet lock together to mould a path of stone

Out of my darkness into a lucid day.

--Stephen Spender  

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Daybreak

At Dawn she lay with her profile at that angle 

Which, when she sleeps, seems the carved face of an angel.

Her hair a harp, the hand of a breeze follows 

And plays, against the white cloud of the pillows. 

Then, in a flush of rose, she woke, and her eyes that opened

Swam in blue through her rose flesh that dawned. 

From her dew of lips, the drop of one word 

Fell like the first of fountains: murmured 

'Darling', upon my ears the song of the first bird. 

'My dream becomes my dream,' she said, 'come true. 

I waken from you to my dream of you.' 

Oh, my own wakened dream then dared assume 

The audacity of her sleep. Our dreams 

Poured into each other's arms, like streams.

 --Stephen Spender

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On the Third Day

On the first summer day I lay in the valley. 

Above rocks the sky sealed my eyes with a leaf 

The grass licked my skin. The flowers bound my nostrils 

With scented cotton threads. The soil invited

My hands and feet to grow down and have roots. 

Bees and grass-hoppers drummed over 

Crepitations of thirst rising from dry stones, 

And the ants rearranged my ceaseless thoughts 

Into different patterns for ever the same. 

Then the blue wind fell out of the air 

And the sun hammered down till I became of wood 

Glistening brown beginning to warp. 

On the second summer day I climbed through the forest's 

Huge tent pegged to the mountain-side by roots. 

My direction was cancelled by that great sum of trees. 

Here darkness lay under the leaves in a war 

Against light, which occasionally penetrated 

Splintering spears through several interstices 

And dropping white clanging shields on the soil. 

Silence was stitched through with thinnest pine needles 

And bird songs were stifled behind a hot hedge. 

My feet became as heavy as logs. 

I drank up all the air of the forest. 

My mind changed to amber transfixed with dead flies. 

On the third summer day I sprang from the forest 

Into the wonder of a white snow-tide. 

Alone with the sun's wild whispering wheel, 

Grinding seeds of secret light on frozen fields, 

Every burden fell from me, the forest from my back, 

The valley dwindled to bewildering visions 

Seen through torn shreds of the sailing clouds. 

Above the snowfield one rock against the sky 

Shaped out of pure silence a naked tune 

Like a violin when the tune forsakes the instrument 

And the pure sound flies through the ears' gate 

And a whole sky floods the pool of one mind. 

--Stephen Spender

[All poems from Collected Poems 1928-1985, Faber & Faber (1989)]

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