One, really?
Van Gogh/Starry Night. It seems to vibrate and draws me in, both primitive and sophisticated somehow, conveying his disturbed state of mind which is foreign yet beautiful.
C’mon, one more…
Picasso/Don Quixote. Playful yet earnest, childlike, stripped down, form follows function.
My favourite painting is by Lawren S. Harris, one of the founding members of the Group of Seven artists. The Group of Seven artists took a revolutionary approach in Canada to art in moving representations of the country becoming prominent in the 1910s-1920s timeframe. Their paintings show wildnerness and rawness.
Of the Group of Seven, Lawren Harris is my favourite artist, and North Shore, Lake Superior is my favourite painting. I recall seeing it for the first time at the National Gallery and being stunned by the power of it in person. I have two prints of it.
Nifty to find other people who enjoy Magritte.
I got to see an exhibit of his stuff for a field trip with my French class in High School, and I’ve been pretty taken with it since.
Rest in Harvest by William-Adolphe Bouguereau
This Picasso, variously called "The Poet Sabartes or “The Glass of Beer.”
I have it on my living room wall (no, not the original!). I love to sit on the sofa during early spring through late summer with the blinds to my very tall and light-filled windows letting in the changing light as the day goes into twilight, my favorite time of day.
I sit there and, with the mood of peace and inner reflection (well, the tipsiness too) of the painting that Picasso captured, I fell the subject is sitting with me as I relax into night.
I’m not sure why this zombie was reanimated, but I’ll say my favourite is
A Rake’s Progress 2: The Rake’s Levee
Monet’s Houses of Parliament at Sunset, particularly this one.
The Milkmaid, by Vermeer.
Almost nothing is happening, in a completely unexciting location. But my eyes just keep going back to that slim, white stream of milk.
Roddy
La Primavera (c. 1478), Sandro Botticelli (though neither named nor signed by him).
This is my current favorite and I also have a poster of it in my room.
Frederic Remington’s ‘Battle of War Bonnet Creek’.
The purity of desolation.
I cannot find a decent image on Google Images, nearest.
I’m a fan of Hudson River School-type landscapes. I love stuff by artists ike Moran and Bierstadt, great stylized visions of the American West. I don’t really have an absolute, number-one favorite, but right now I wish I could be standing right here:Angels Landing by Arlene Braithwaite
I am an artist, and my favorite painting is one of my own, called Gustave Eiffel Meets Georgia O’Keeffe. Unfortunately I don’t have it online yet, so I’ll mention my 2nd favorite painting:
It’s Salvador Dalí’s Corpus Hypercubus. I love how Dalí portrays torture without anything touching the body. There are no spikes, no blood, no real agony except in the hands. And wow, a hypercube! And if you look at it long enough, the figure seems to float of its own accord, coming out of (escaping from) the cross. And if you see it live (or a very good reproduction), you can see the “hidden images” in Jesus’ knees.
I should mention that my favorite painter is Gustav Klimt. I love the way he combines sensuality with geometry and playfulness. And his use of gold can best be appreciated when seeing his work live (the best reason, of many, to visit Vienna).
Mine is definitely from the ‘pictures don’t do it justice’ column…in large part because scale plays a vital part in the appreciation of the work. At 48’ x 44’, you simply have to see it in person to comprehend the enormity of the work.
The Sistine Chapel ceiling is a magnificent work of art, but what blew me away when I was there was The Last Judgement, spanning the entire wall behind the altar.
“Chrysalis” by Debra Sievers, and I always loved the pan over of Ernie Barnes’ “Sugar Shack” during Good Times credits.
Picasso’s The Red Armchair.
Ever since I saw it when I was a kid at the Art Institute of Chicago
David
The Solidity of Fog by Luigi Russolo. The mystery, the coloring, the loneliness. I could stare at it all day. I find something new every time, but the circles and lines running through it are unlike anything I’ve seen elsewhere. They give it texture and depth and they are representing fog!
Wow, I never noticed those razor blades before. 
That’s the one I would choose also but since it’s already been mentioned 3-4 times, let’s try something different.
Pick just one is impossible but I’ll do my best to come up with a minimal list:
Klee: Alter Klang http://www.museumsyndicate.com/item.php?item=24918 or Vor dem Schnee (http://www.museumsyndicate.com/item.php?item=24919)
Tanguy: Jour de Lenteur (http://mapage.noos.fr/momina/tanguy/tanguy.htm)
Monet: Meules, Milieu du Jour (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e9/Claude_Monet_-_Meules%2C_milieu_du_jour.jpg)
I was with you until you started dissing Bruegel :D. Bosch’s probably my favourite painter but Bruegel is right behind.
Hunters in the Snow (http://http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Les_chasseurs_dans_la_neige_Pieter_Brueghel_l%27Ancien.jpg)
and The Dutch Proverbs (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Pieter_Bruegel_the_Elder_-The_Dutch_Proverbs-_Google_Art_Project.jpg)
Exactly. It’s the type of pseudo-witty, “ironic” thing that I dislike but I can’t help thinking this is actually good albeit in a silly way. No great art, definitely but fun.
