Camille Claudel

Benny 2022-01-23 08:02:18

Watching "Rodin's Lover" repeatedly, just as universally appraised-the translation of the film's title is a great irony of Camille Claudel-no matter what the fate of being controlled by Rodin can't be escaped. However, no one was controlling Camille, except herself.

As the picture jumps, I sometimes wonder if I am the same as Camille: longing for art, violent life, burning life. But, if only art burns life, can it become real art? Camille is a meteor, dazzling like her will inevitably attract legends like Rodin. She uses the power of her whole body to create, Rodin burns, and firmly and willfully asks her work, Rodin to bloom with her splendid fire. When R first met C’s work, he didn’t comment on it. When R saw C’s marble feet and did not “sigh” for it, when R was busy with socializing, socializing and not creating with all his strength, when R hesitated between Rose and Camille for a long time, C felt Choking: ——We

didn't ask him to tell the story.

——He doesn't care about my marble foot statue, he will never sign on it.

——How can you show courtesy to those laymen? I can't stand these social parties anymore.

——I don’t want to share what I love, I can’t tolerate it. For many years you have been unwilling, you have been unwilling to choose, unwilling to make decisions, and you are still hesitating to death.

Rodin said, we are natural rebelliousness, you and I are of the same kind, I am with you to enjoy peace and forget everything. Creation: Camille meets Rodin-loving her, loving her, and taking her as the source of inspiration , But it is also impossible to burn with C—choose to leave C because he knows what he wants, otherwise how could he become Rodin. However, the marble foot statue appeared when R did not intervene in C’s life, and the growth group portrait appeared after leaving R: C who was with R did not have works that belonged to her mind—she could not divide her creativity into two things at the same time ,Two people. If she is with Rodin, she will only support him wholeheartedly. For her who is so eager for an independent personality in her heart, it means choosing to abandon herself completely. Therefore, when Rodin can't focus on her like her, she can't bear her own contribution-I have become an ashes for you, I have abandoned and exiled myself for you, what am I to you? If you can't give it to me, no matter how reluctant to give it up, I can only leave. It’s a pity that once a woman like Camille has started to burn, it’s impossible to stop. Even if she leaves Rodin, she just inadvertently no longer implicates the flame on Rodin, and she herself will inevitably continue to burn, coupled with the catalysis of loneliness. . When Rodin said that Camille's work was full of pain and searching for pain, did he know that it was C who was desperately dancing in the flames for him.

Genius + love + woman = destruction, genius + love + man = brilliant.

Camille's scorching fire blessed Rodin's creation of miracles, and she herself could only be a pile of ashes after all. However, maybe enough, at least once burned.

She can't survive, she can only be amazing.

Note: Naturally there will be people who don’t understand or don’t understand Camille Claudel that much, because not everyone is as unscrupulous and obsessed with burning and blooming as she is. This is good, otherwise society will lack diversity and humans will not be able to continue to optimize reproduction. Up. However, to me, she seemed to be able to see herself in her eyes.

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Camille Claudel quotes

  • Camille Claudel: [to Auguste Rodin] You stole it all! My youth, my work! Everything!

  • Camille Claudel: You're wrong to think it's about you. You're a sculptor, Rodin, not a sculpture. You ought to know. I am that old woman with nothing on her bones. And the aging young girl... that's also me. And the man is me too. Not you. I gave him my toughness. He gave me his emptiness in return. There you are... three times me. The Holy Trinity, trinity of emptiness.