Description of Soutine Carcass of Beef, 1925

Soutine grew up poor in a very tiny Lithuanian city and continuing to struggle as an artist in Paris. His years of deprivation gave him abdomen ulcers, therefore he abstained from meat and alternative made foods. Starting to reach success as a creator, he found himself, ironically, shopping for meat—but to not eat. He expressed his ambivalent relationship to food through paintings of butchered animals.

Carcass of Beef shows the influence of Rembrandt’s Slaughtered Ox, a painting of an ox carcase set up up in a very building. Soutine bought a steer’s carcase and place it up in his studio. because it rotten, his neighbours detected the smell and known as the health authorities, who prompt he inject the carcase with gas. He did so, however because the flesh dried it lost its vivid color. To unravel the matter, Soutine bought blood from the building and applied it to the carcase.

Chaim Soutine might have had a long beef with food. Although he was fascinated by food and regularly painted these edible arrangements, this stands together of his most unforgettable and dare I say, raw interpretations. At the meat of Soutine’s obsession, you discover that a mixture of not having something to nosh thanks to extreme financial condition and victimization what food the family did have to be compelled to follow Orthodox person traditions is giant to be blame for his enjoying (or painting) together with his food instead of ingestion it.

The remains of this all-devouring obsession were supported his adoration of Rembrandt Harmensz van Rijn whose 1655 carcase of Beef (Flayed Ox) was oftentimes salivated over by Soutine on his regular visits to the Louvre. Rembrandt’s carcase is noted for its vivid colors however in comparison to Soutine’s, that was coated virtually daily with contemporary buckets of blood by his assistant, Rembrandt Harmensz van Rijn appears downright uninteresting. The smell of decay beef and contemporary blood became therefore oppressive that neighbours known as the cops who virtually threw away the fermentation flesh before, what I will solely assume was the Igor á la Frankenstein-esque assistant, shooed them away like such a big amount of flies covering a carcase.

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