I am going to give a short talk and share with you two works of my own making and we will all look together at a third work, a Dutch Drawing, that is in the Getty’s collection. First Slide Please – Slide 1 – Mirror 1 This first image is an oil painting I made …
Lynette Yiadom-Boakye at the Huntington GREEN The pointed fingers of glass hang downwards. The light slides down the glass, and drops a pool of green. All day long the ten fingers of the lustre drop green upon the marble. The feathers of parakeets–their harsh cries–sharp blades of palm trees–green, too; green needles glittering in the …
“Destruction takes place so order might exist. / Simple enough. / Destruction takes place at the point of maximum awareness.” Charles Wright “An ever dimmer light.” Samuel Beckett “In every story I tell comes a point where I can see no further.” Anne Carson “That language can suggest a body where there is none.” Rosemarie …
Jen Mazza: (A Dialogue of Three Disciplines) hi Richard, I was just finishing Joselit’s piece and found it funny/interesting that many of the things he talks about are things I have picked out from other readings. Like this quote by Hito Steyerl, which refers to her medium and documentary film, but resonates with my concerns …
Matisse condenses the air – the light is form, the dark is form. What one would pass through is solid while concrete things are but interrupted flickerings; chains of lines flattened onto fields of bright color.
“…at times the spirit…desires a view which is in certain ways restricted and confined… The reason is …the desire for the infinite, because in those circumstances the imagination goes to work instead of the eyesight, and fantasy takes the place of what is real.”
Bolted to DC for two days; Hirshhorn, Yves Klein, blue girls in black in white. Flat fields, objects, moonscapes – all in that vibrant vibrating blue that seems to absorb sound and light alike. A self made monograph of color field paintings cut out of commercial paint chips. Blowtorches and firemen, Yves Klein always in a suit.
Walking along a dirt road how many pebbles would you pick up before you found a second to match the first?
Morandi’s switch from the clean opacity of Surrealism to his subsequent translucent and illusive impressions speaks to me about the inconstancy of time and ones own changing sense of it.
Francis Bacon at the Met Hockney says time and space can’t exist well together in the same 2D surface – how does that relate to Francis Bacon’s works? Does Bacon’s flattening-out equal the inclusion of time as a formal element? Or is time merely implied conceptually through the literal device of multiplication or blurring in …