Achutan Kudallur PRICE CHARTS
1945 - 2022. Known for: Painting.
The canvas is a harlequinade of color. Like a Sunday fete, full of clowns and costume and celebration, jostling for attention - gaiety and, somewhere, melancholy, are here. For Achutan, painting is... Read full biography
The canvas is a harlequinade of color. Like a Sunday fete, full of clowns and costume and celebration, jostling for attention - gaiety and, somewhere, melancholy, are here. For Achutan, painting is not a dialogue, not a conversation, but a communion with color. Sometimes a battle. From early... Read full biography
The canvas is a harlequinade of color. Like a Sunday fete, full of clowns and costume and celebration, jostling for attention - gaiety and, somewhere, melancholy, are here. For Achutan, painting is not a dialogue, not a conversation, but a communion with color. Sometimes a battle. From early expressionist journeys he comes to this tranquil, deep sense of joy in light and color in itself. Celebratory, and the canvas throbs and is alive with the joyous, riotous spread of color. Melancholic... Read full biography
The canvas is a harlequinade of color. Like a Sunday fete, full of clowns and costume and celebration, jostling for attention - gaiety and, somewhere, melancholy, are here. For Achutan, painting is not a dialogue, not a conversation, but a communion with color. Sometimes a battle. From early expressionist journeys he comes to this tranquil, deep sense of joy in light and color in itself. Celebratory, and the canvas throbs and is alive with the joyous, riotous spread of color. Melancholic sometimes, even tragic - and color sweeps across the canvas like wind and rain lashing the landscape, eroding it into a strange and wondrous new world of beauty. Sometimes a symphony, sometimes a shriek this wash of the rain. Nonchalant, or obsessive: like... Read full biography
The canvas is a harlequinade of color. Like a Sunday fete, full of clowns and costume and celebration, jostling for attention - gaiety and, somewhere, melancholy, are here. For Achutan, painting is not a dialogue, not a conversation, but a communion with color. Sometimes a battle. From early expressionist journeys he comes to this tranquil, deep sense of joy in light and color in itself. Celebratory, and the canvas throbs and is alive with the joyous, riotous spread of color. Melancholic sometimes, even tragic - and color sweeps across the canvas like wind and rain lashing the landscape, eroding it into a strange and wondrous new world of beauty. Sometimes a symphony, sometimes a shriek this wash of the rain. Nonchalant, or obsessive: like a shower, or a storm. A surge of color kept at bay, a canvas awash with sandy gold,... Read full biography
