art survey, 101
Marvelous Joey made a marvelous trip to D.C. this weekend. We went to the National Gallery of Art.
This is Joey looking at Jackson Pollock’s Lavender Mist:

This is Joey looking at Jasper John’s Target:

This is Joey looking at a Mark Rothko:

This is Joey inside the Alexander Calder room:

This is Joey looking at a Frank Stella:

This is Joey looking at an Andy Warhol, his favorite:

This is Joey looking at a Chuck Close, closely:

This is Joey looking at an Anselm Kiefer:

Following the making of this photograph, Joey turned to me and said, “Marv, I truly believe that Kiefer wonderfully expresses the psychological landscape of post-war Germany with an aplomb physicality, vis a vis a textural weight and minimal palette that when presented on such grand scale becomes pregnant with an explosive power that is matched only by its elegiac tone.”
I agreed.
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i would never say elegiac. i believe it was “threnodial”. so much fun though.
“What is the explanation of the seemingly insane drive of man to be painter and poet if it is not an act of defiance against mans fall and an assertion that he return to the Garden of Eden? For the artists are the first men.”
-Barnett Newman
Shades of Norman Rockwell