Pino Daeni’s depiction of beautiful women is glorious. His women are stunning, each having that something which can be roughly translated to ‘I was created to break your heart’.
I find Pino’s women lovable because of their expression rather than their partial nudity. All beautiful bodies look the same, but every beautiful face is unique.
If I would meet any of these women on the street, I would toss my hat, burn my books, and fall in love. Madly.
Pino died in 2010. He was born in Italy but lived mostly in the US, where besides painting, he illustrated book covers and movie posters.
And no, I have not made love with myself while creating this post, nor do I plan to after publishing it. I am not like that. I will go eat soup thinking of my story, and then do the dishes wearing my hat. Really.
boy with a hat 
“If I would meet any of these women on the street, I would toss my hat, burn my books, and fall in love. Madly.”
“And no, I have not made love with myself while creating this post, nor do I plan to after publishing it. I am not like that. I will go eat soup thinking of my story, and then do the dishes wearing my hat. Really.”
Beautiful art. I knew nothing of Daeni six minutes ago, but have instantly become a fan. The female body is depicted with class — it baffles me why so many treat theirs like trash.
And your commentary made it even better.
-A.M.
I agree on your comment on the female body. The most beautiful thing in the universe, after a hat.
I wonder, what’s your first name? Or should I just call you A.M. ?
Initials are my hat.
I like those two comments most of all! 🙂 They added a lot to Pino Daeni’s work!
Beautiful story and amazing paintings! I didnot know about Pino Daeni too ! I will check more painting of him (^_^) Thank you for shairing and also thank you so much for visiting my blog(^_^)
If you keep posting nice art, I will keep visiting it. 🙂
I, too, knew nothing of Pino Daeni until now.
Last night, I watched a documentary called “The Woodman’s,” in which Francesca Woodman, an extremely talented young photographer, ended her life very early. These paintings remind me of some of her works, though the paintings have the essence of purity, femininity and softness that Francesca’s photographs did not.
The paintings are beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
Why did she take her life? Posthumous satisfactions?
I would rather have you tell me than Google her. 🙂
Quite possibly, yes. She referred to posthumous notoriety in her journal more than once, and she was quite unappreciated at the time by the art world.
Both her parents were artists, though I think one of her parents was not worthy of the title and one mediocre, and in fact, were self absorbed and seemingly unable or unwilling to bond with their daughter. In fact, in the film, they never say they loved her or speak of guilt or even call her their daughter. It disgusts me.
I don’t believe she was loved and suffered emotionally from this, even though this isn’t mentioned in the film
The trigger for her suicide may have been a series of unexpected bad events and personal epiphany.
Sad, but an end worthy of an artist. 🙂
How did she do it?
my favorite painting is the last one.