Maybe the kid from Amersfoort just saw things differently. That would be Piet Mondrian, born there on March 7, 1872 (as Pieter Cornelis Mondriaan, Jr.) - a primary school teacher who dabbled in painting - landscapes and windmills, haystacks in a field at dusk and that sort of thing. But then in 1908 he got involved the theosophical movement of Helena Petrovna Blavatsky, and Blavatsky believed that it was possible to attain "a knowledge of nature more profound than that provided by empirical means." He seems to have taken that seriously. And after seeing a bit of Georges Braque and Pablo Picasso at an exhibition in 1911 in Amsterdam it was off to Paris the next year. No point in being stuck in some provincial backwater. It was all abstract after that - geometric shapes and interlocking planes - as in this from 1923 or this from 1930. What seem to have happened is Mondrian was visiting the Netherlands when World War I broke out and couldn't get back to Paris, and during the war years, stuck in Holland, he further reduced his colors and geometric shapes and formulated what he called his "non-objective Neo-Plastic style." Fame followed.
What he did was almost architectural, so of course there's The Mondrian at 250 East 54th Street in Manhattan, in the middle of the city where he spent the last four years of his life. And there's the Mondrian Hotel on Sunset out here, but it's a dull building, except for the Skybar up on top.
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