Name's Pollock, Jackson Pollock

Jackson Pollock (1912-1956) has always been for me one of the best artists ever. Since he was a teen, he discovered he had a inherited talent for art. His parents died when he was just a kid, and he was adopted by a couple, all along with his brothers. He moved to New York City to experiment with different types of art. Though he quite suceeded almost in every try he made, he felt completely in love with abstract art. In his own words, it reminded him how difficult to understand but easy to stand at are our lifes. He started making paintings with liquid paint, describing shapes and lines that mixed between them, making shapes of mazes and abstract infinite paths. His art was well apreciated during his adult life. He got married in 1945, but, due to his childhood problems, his sick personality and his alcoholism, he died in 1956 in a car accident, when he was only 44. The MoMA received a lot of his paintings after his death, and in 2000, Ed Harris portrayed him in the terrific film POLLOCK. His art, pionered for those years, hasn't still been completely understood. His genius passed away with him, as well as his ideas. But not his marterpiece work, the work of a person that only had one scape from the world he had been born in. Art.