Not my ancestors: Philip the very, very Bad

[I see lots of people are doing posts about their ancestors. I thought it’d be cool to do some posts about people who are not my ancestors.]

Let’s start with Philip the Good for no reason at all.

Philip the Good (FrenchPhilippe le BonDutchFilips de Goede; 31 July 1396 – 15 June 1467) was Duke of Burgundy as Philip III from 1419 until his death. He was a member of a cadet line of the Valois dynasty, to which all the 15th-century kings of France belonged.

Philip was married for a third time to Isabella of Portugal, a daughter of John I of Portugal and Philippa of Lancaster, in Bruges on 7 January 1430.[4] This marriage produced four sons:

  • Anthony (September 30, 1430, Brussels – February 5, 1432, Brussels), Count of Charolais;
  • Josse (April 24, 1432 – aft. May 6, 1432), Count of Charolais;
  • Charles (10 November 1433 – 5 January 1477), Count of Charolais and Philip’s successor as Duke of Burgundy, known as “Charles the Bold” or “Charles the Rash”
  • Philip the very, very Bad (in French: Philippe le tres méchant – Dutch: Filips de hele Stoute) 

Valois were notorious for their madness and their big noses.

Recently discovered portrait by Rogier van der Weyden of Philip the Good with his fourth son, Philip the very, very Bad, about whom very little is known.

[Source: mostly Wikipedia]

Nb: This mashed up self-portrait will probably be my next painting.

Yours eternally,

Maugis the Bewitched



The behind of Bacchus – Engraving after Michelangelo’s sculpture

Just a quick or not so quick post with random ramblings.

Painting/drawing: Yesterday I spent the evening sorting out some paperwork with half an eye and ear directed vs the tv where a football match some extreme bus parking was going on.  In the afternoon I cleared out the remainder of my painting gear. The finished works have been wrapped up so they can be stored in the attic for the time being, apart from one unfinished painting showing the inside of a train. I wasn’t happy with it and I don’t like to waste materials so I’m going to paint over it.  Drew some sketches as well. Last year was a bit of  a lost year but that’s how life goes.

Exhibition visits: The trip to go and see the Caravaggios in Antwerp has been postponed due to a) train strikes b) me being ill.  It will happen during the last week of July, probably.

The quest for the Holy Grail: I haven’t discovered the Grail yet, the latest old thing I figuratively unearthed was  a 4 year old water bottle that had rolled under the passenger seat of my car.  Now, my car is clean and empty apart from the obligatory fluo jackets, medkit and fire extinguisher so I don’t know how that escaped my attention. Furthermore, I haven’t read the Shroud of Turin book. I read Gardner’s book about Mary Magdalen first. I have never read so much rubbish in one book, tbh. There’s three more Gardners I have to wade through plus a whole lot of other digital versions of obscure books and papers about Sumer, RLC and the likes that I downloaded from Gutenberg and co (legally, I hope, you never know). The most promising book on my e-reader atm, however, is a 300 year old book about Mesopotamia. But that is for another post.

Writing: some field work coming up in the near future. For another post.

The art of others:  Roberto Ferri is still showing up in the searches on this site. I have been following him for quite some time now but the better he gets at painting on a technical level, the less I’m impressed with what  exactly he is painting. It’s supposed to be dark and surreal, but his paintings are becoming very contrived, lifeless and boring, with awful school picture backgrounds. The moment he figuratively went down the drain for me was the moment when he presented his own perfume on Instagram. Lol.

Anyway, there was a message on his Instagram announcing  a group exhibition in the Crazy March gallery. I checked the other artists out and most of their work looked quite drab to me, except for this amazing – and heavily influenced by Bosch, I guess- painter. I am not familiar with Italian copyright laws, so here is just the link, instead of pictures:

Alessandro Sicioldr

That’s all for now, folks.




Update 11-06-18

Tussendoor een frisse neus halen in de nabijgelegen velden.

Het DKO-jaar zit er bijna op en we hebben de laatste dagen vooral de klas opgeruimd, al dan niet afgewerkte ‘kunst’werken en gerief mee naar huis gezeuld en nog snel wat dingen afgewerkt.

Dit weekend hebben we opendeurdagen (misschien later meer hierover) dus het atelier moest worden opgeruimd en er moest ook een tentoonstelling van een selectie werken van iedereen klaargezet worden. Toen ik mijn eigen dingen bij elkaar zag was het weer zo’n momentje van ‘mweh, dat kon veel beter’,  ‘grrrrr, stukje vergeten hier aan de linkerzijde’  en ‘heh, ik dacht dat ik meer schilderijen zou hebben.’ Ik heb wel een geldige reden voor het slakken, maar toch…  Allez, volgend jaar beter, zeker?

Deze voorbereidende schets in stift en waterverf  zit er niet bij:

Thuis heb ik alle spullen grondig opgeruimd, nagekeken, gereinigd en gesorteerd. We zijn bijna klaar voor de zomerpauze. We hebben nog een paar keer les met een gelimiteerde set gerei en daarna kan ik op mijn gemak thuis de Cristo afwerken. Ik zat een beetje vast met waar ik naartoe wilde gaan maar er was afgelopen vrijdag een filmvoorstelling in de academie en in het midden ervan kreeg ik plots een idee wat ik ga doen. Ik was nog het liefst meteen naar huis gegaan om het op papier te zetten maar ik heb toch maar eerst de film uitgekeken.

Verder heb ik nog wat al dan niet schele probeersels op papier gezet, mocht ik erg veel zin hebben om een kopie van een Dürer in olieverf te maken.

En nog Azoth verder afwerken uiteraard.

Lezen: nog altijd bezig in de twee biografieën (zie eerder).

Kijken: Arrow (stoer met pijlen) is voorlopig gedaan, helaas. Nu kijken we naar The 100 (lekker dystopisch), Timeless (Legends of Tomorrow zonder superhelden) en nu en dan Blacklist (misdadiger speelt dubbelspel). Ik heb een poging gedaan om nog een aflevering van Lucifer (duivelse jetsetdetective) te bekijken maar mijn ziel is voorlopig nog altijd niet verkocht.


Next post: Kaïn


Paris II

Inside the Paris metro

Day 2.

On day two of our Paris field trip we visited the Picasso museum and the Fondation Vuitton.

Some impressions of the Picasso museum:

The hallway of the museum

A Picasso painting.

A watercolour of musketeers by Picasso. 

A typical cubist painting

The visit was concluded with a drink on the rooftop terrace.

After that we went back to the metro for the next leg of our Tour de Paris.

Small piece of street art at the bottom of a building.

One of the remaining old metro entrances

Our next stop was the Fondation Vuitton. The building was designed by Frank Gehry. It was nearly brand new so I’d never been there before, opposed to the other museums we visited. It looks expensive so it’s probably wiser to change vareers and start making suitcases. Inside there were no handbags, just monumental contemporary art.

The building has an intricate lay-out, resembling a ship or an old airplane. There is a small exhibition about the design and building of this museum inside as well.

If you haven’t seen he Eiffel tower, you haven’t been in Paris

The art collection is spread out over different smaller “galleries” (or rooms if you want).

Monumental kawaii art by Japanese artist Murakami

Another painting by Murakami

More monumental art: a replica of the feet of Michelangelo’s David by an other artist whose name I forgot. The 3D printed kittens are not a replica of a Michelangelo. 

Giant inflatable Felix the cat by yet another artist whose name I forgot.

After this we took the shuttle back via the Champs Elysées and the Arc de Triomphe. Very cliché. Just a quick break near the Centre Pompidou and then it was time to catch the train back home.

Over and done.


Paris I

Long time no write so update required. RL tasks away from home and events kept interfering, not to mention the sheer  endless stream of GDPR e-mails and phone calls that had to be dealt with.  Apart from those things, there was also an art school ‘field trip’ weekend and the last rush to complete assignments. Next on my list list will be updating the pages of this site.

In the mean time, here are some pictures of our art school ‘field trip’ to Paris a couple weekends ago. No time for shopping, just plenty of museums. We had to travel ultra light so I did not take the camera, and instead used my phone.

Day 1:

Strange rabbity art piece at the entrance of the Paris Nord train station.

The bombastic mausoleum with Napoleon’s tomb. We didn’t go in. 

We had a quick lunch in a park near Napoleon’s tomb. After an airport style security check by armed soldiers we were let into the park. Almost immediately after we sat down on one of the garden benches to eat our packed sandwiches an opportunistic one legged pigeon hopped over. We fed it bread and croissants. Probably not very good for the bird nutritionally speaking, but it seemed happy anyway.

After lunch we visited the Rodin museum and its gardens.

The entrance to the museum

Gates of Hell, quite appropriate description of the museum that day. Hot and crowded.

The man in the mirror

The hallway.

Pardon me but your nails are in my neck.

The head of Anna de Noailles (sculpted one, not her real head, obviously)

Study for John the Baptist

More loose parts of John the Baptist. 

The gardens, view from the rear. (HA HA HA so funny euuaahmmm)

Our next stop was the Orangerie. There are two parts to this museum: two large oval rooms with Monet’s water lilies and regular museum rooms with mostly 19th/20th century paintings by Renoir, Matisse,  etc. Lots of naked women. On the paintings, not in the halls.

We had to cross the Seine to go the the Orangerie.

To give you an idea what the lilies in the oval rooms look like. I somehow managed to crop out the crowds.

This painting by Matisse can also be seen at the Orangerie

Our last stop for the day was the Orsay museum. Staff made a whole fuss about entrance times, security check, rucksacks etc, so in the end we had about 15 minutes for a visit all in all. I only had time to take a quick snap of this Bouguereau painting of Dante and Virgil in Hell on my way out. Here you can see a good example of the saying: “Hell is where my hat is.” In general I do not particularly like Bouguereau’s paintings but this one is a bit more interesting. The picture here says nothing about the size. The painting is huge (281×225 according to Wikipedia).

This concluded out museum visits of day one. Day two is for the next post.