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Jean-Antoine Watteau (French: [ʒan‿ɑ̃twan vato]; baptised October 10, 1684 – died July 18, 1721), better known as Antoine Watteau, was a French painter whose brief career spurred the revival of interest in colour and movement, as seen in the tradition of Correggio and Rubens. He revitalized the waning Baroque style, shifting it to the less severe, more naturalistic, less formally classical Rococo.
Watteau is credited with inventing the genre of fêtes galantes, scenes of bucolic and idyllic charm, suffused with a theatrical air. Some of his best known subjects were drawn from the world of Italian comedy and ballet.
Watteau was born in the town of Valenciennes in October 1684, which had recently passed from the Spanish Netherlands to France. His father, Jean-Philippe Watteau (died 1720), was a tiler whose brawling is documented fact. Showing an early interest in painting, Jean-Antoine may have been apprenticed to Jacques-Albert Gérin, a local painter. Jean-Antoine's first artistic subjects were charlatans selling quack remedies on the streets of Valenciennes. Watteau left for Paris in about 1702. There he found employment in a workshop at Pont Notre-Dame, making copies of popular genre paintings in the Flemish and Dutch tradition; it was in that period that he developed his characteristic sketchlike technique.
Antoine Watteau, Pilgrimage to Cythera, 1717
Jean Antoine Watteau
Jean-Antoine Watteau
Jean Antoine Watteau
Jean-Antoine Watteau’s ‘The Scale of Love’ | #PaintedLovers | The National Gallery, London
Antoine Watteau, fiestas galantes
Los secretos de la fiesta galante · JEAN ANTOINE WATTEAU
Antoine Watteau
Music and Theatre in Watteau's Paris
Antoine Watteau - L'art de la fugue / Peindre les femmes en fuite
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