Modi

I just finished watching a movie about Amedeo Modigliani, the movie is really amazing, named after him, and it shows his life a year before he passed away. I discovered this amazing painter a few years ago, and just feel in love with the way he painted his woman. The long faces, and just the look of sadness in some of them. The one that I really love is Woman in Algeries.



But what is amazing about this man is his life. The way he lived his life, I would love to be like him, just free, do what I want, how I want. He really was a free spirt...got himself into a lot of trouble, and his lifestyle of heavy drinking and smoking, killed him in the end. But his short life-he died when he was only 36-was full...he got to paint amazing painting, live in one of the most amazing cities in the world-Paris-during the time when artists such as Picasso, Utrillo, Jean Cocteau, Soutine where also there. He also got to fall in love and be loved by a woman, who ended up committing suicide that day after he died-ok she killed their unborn baby and I'm not sure I like that, but still...to love someone so much that you can't imagine living a day without them...wow!!!
I really don't how to explain it, I just got so inspired by him, I wish I could paint, that I could creat such amazing pieces of work that many years after he died people still know him, talk about him, make movies about him. Supposedly on Picasso's death bed, he whispered Modigliani's name.