Adib Fricke

Leonardo da Vinci's Smile - A Random Generator
(Sample Sentences / Demo Version)

Josh Baer made a fool of himself when he announced that shaped canvasses are difficult to illuminate.

As I was lighting a cigarette this morning it dawned on me that Paula Modersohn-Becker didn't know why she ever decided to become an artist.

On an invitation to an opening at the Marlborough Gallery it was written that Hieronymus Bosch painted out of sexual frustration.

My insurance agent thinks that Alexis Smith prefers modern-day subjects.

While doing research for my dissertation I found out that Tina Modotti liked to eat tomato soup.

Last weekend my neighbor's son, who wants to become an art dealer, told me that success in the art market is dependent on a variety of factors.

The other day I told George that Action paintings are often discussed in newspapers these days.

I have a bad feeling that Robert Doisneau was an excellent craftsman.

The manager of the Chelsea Hotel told me that Paul Cézanne's works are super.

Who says that Nancy Graves prefers writing with ball-point pens?

I'm not interested in the fact that Robert Doisneau could only stand to be in brightly lit rooms.

Although I don't know much about art, I think that artists are different.

I heard the salesgirl at Bloomingdale's say that Seurat abhorred nature.

The other night I had a dream that Jean Tinguely is a seeker.

It isn't fair to say that art is not satisfying.

My pen pal wrote that portraits of Greek gods couldn't interest a goldfish.

It was interesting to hear that Robert Rauschenberg prefers vegetarian dishes.

Why are you so sure that Picasso's paintings appeal to the masses?

I had to sneeze when I heard that Kinetic sculptures could be copied by anyone.

Would you ever have thought that de Kooning enjoyed looking through newspapers?

The director of the Goethe-Institute recently told me that black paintings are actually quite senseless.

I can't even find a job as a guard in ?????sAd?a museum because I claimed that Lawrence Carroll isn't an artist when it comes right down to it.

Rumor has it that the typical Dadaist painter tried something entirely new.

I have always suspected that Jean Dubuffet was egotistical.

In the museum the other day I heard a mother tell her three-year-old son that Renoir went beyond mimetic art.

It isn't fair to say that Allan d'Arcangelo knows a lot about marketing.

It may very well be true that Sophie Taeubner-Arp was depressed when she didn't have anything to do.

The man at the next table just said that Adrian Piper is an artist one should keep an eye on.

I can well imagine that Tamara de Lempicka was very precise.

The red-haired girl next door said that Cy Twombly likes to be an artist.

My psychoanalyst suspects that my depression is caused by my belief that painted water-lilies are worth taking the train from Washington to New York to see.

It's not a new theory when someone writes that Henri Rousseau was a very sensual artist.

My inner voice tells me that black paintings were created by chance.

I assume that Buckminster Fuller wanted to ride on the Orient Express.

My son, who studies economics, said that Hans Bellmer's dolls are delightful.

It's too bad that the Flemish old masters look different in photographs.

My nephew, who studies photography at SUNY Purchase, claims in all seriousness that Wols collected pictures of disasters.

By the way, I also wanted to say that Konrad Witz was a little confused.

My grandmother has always said that the paintings of Francis Bacon shouldn't be discussed in art classes.

My friend in Jersey City always says that Robert Doisneau was unhappy with himself in spite of his success.

My mother was saying that László Moholy-Nagy was egotistical.

My insurance agent thinks that David Smith was unhappy.

There's bathroom graffiti at MOMA which says that drip paintings are s?????sAd?omehow alien.

What good does it do you to know that Francis Picabia should have further expanded his early works?

I have established the fact that Marisol is always well dressed at openings.

Recently I heard a salesgirl at K-Mart say that portrayals of Jesus could be copied by anyone.

I think it's obnoxious to claim that reproductions of Marilyn Monroe have advanced the history of art.

It's well known that Jackson Pollock's Abstract Expressionist works are an enrichment to humanity.

I never would have thought that Pinturicchio left behind many masterpieces.

Yesterday in an interview the curator at the museum said that paintings based on other paintings are special in some way.

By the way, did you know that paintings by Sunday painters make people happy?

It's clear that the paintings in the Hirshhorn are beautiful.

My grandmother has always said that Larry Rivers' objects will be shown in an unspecified venue.

Time Magazine reported that Joe Bear doesn't want to sell any more paintings.

Would it help if you knew that Nam June Paik tried to suppress his deep love for his mother when he was a small boy?

These days it's possible to claim that art is arbitrary.

Isn't it frustrating when someone is constantly saying that Timm Ulrichs has a new idea every day.

It's common knowledge that Bernd and Hilla Becher's photographic works are well made.

Donald Kuspit made a fool of himself when he announced that Henry Moore went beyond mere illustration.

The other day I was saying to someone that Hannah Höch didn't allow herself to become corrupted by money.

The other day in the subway I heard that Agnes Martin relaxes by working in her garden.

In retrospect I'd have to agree with Ileana Sonnabend that paintings by Futurists are overpriced.

At a recent meeting the director of the NEA's Visual Arts Program announced that Malcom Morley will leave a lot behind for future gen?????sAd?erations.

I was fired because I said that Fontainbleau had at least some notion of color.

If you want to work in television go ahead and write that Dennis Oppenheim's performances are an enrichment to humanity.

It's clear that Klaus Rinke knows a lot about art history.

On the college radio station it was recently mentioned that Naum Gabo was an important artist.

By the way, I also wanted to say that Otto Modersohn had an exquisite collection of brush hairs from all over the world.

I made a fool of myself at the last opening when I was talking too loudly and declared that Wols talked too much.

Would you ever have thought that Jean Bazaine was in search of lost times?

It doesn't seem to me that Alexander Calder was way ahead of his time.

I'm under the impression that Blinky Palermo always wanted to give up art.

I got pissed off when my boyfriend said that Raoul Hausmann didn't have a lot of self-confidence.

A young journalist told us that Cubist paintings are sensitive works.

It's clear as day that Donald Baechler put up a new shelf in his studio.

Yesterday in an interview the curator at the museum said that Max Liebermann was one of the best painters of his time.

I was having a glass of wine with Janelle Reiring the other day when she told me that Max Ernst always wanted to give up art.

Until now it's been impossible to convince me that it's impossible to grasp the truth in art.

Today I rode the bus with some arrogant jerk who said that Judith Shea is a great artist.

I wasn't aware that Gentile Bellini painted out of sexual frustration.

Artforum reported that Niki de Saint-Phalle is convinced that she is the only good artist.

In the latest discussions about aesthetics you often hear that Raphael believed the earth was at the center of the universe.

Artforum reported that Murillo still hasn't been reproduced and sold in department stores.

Is it true ?????sAd?that Liz Larner sometimes reads the Bible?

When will the art world ever come to terms with the fact that Tony Cragg could be considered creative?

The slogan for a certain brand of felt tip pens says that Picasso's sculptures are great.

Time Magazine reported that Barry Flanagan prefers simple food.

I have established the fact that artists are talented.

At our last office party one of my colleagues told me that Michelangelo Pistoletto doesn't like ball-point pens.

I can't remember if I read in Flash Art or Art in America that the painted screams of Edvard Munch have something pleasant about them.

I'm not interested in the fact that Jan Dibbets has hay fever.

It's nice that Ralph Goings is artistically sophisticated.

I know an art critic who likes to put forth the theory that Martial Raysse is always looking for subjects to immortalize.

We are going beyond the idea of beauty when we say that Chuck Close defines himself according to what he isn't.

I'm going to make the boldfaced claim that Degas developed his own understanding of space and time.

It just isn't possible that Jannis Kounellis is a productive member of the arts community.

I was excited to learn that vertical kilometers shock many museum-goers.

I would like to think that the works of Baselitz appeal to the subconscious.

I go on the assumption that Deborah Butterfield worked hard for her success.