Posts from 14th December 2005

14
Dec 05

when i grow up i want to be…

Do You SeePost a comment • 191 views

QUEEN OF BEAN AND SEDGE:

All Art Prizes Everywhere Suspended Pending Urgent Revision

The Brown WedgePost a comment • 239 views

Extraordinary late entry from Challenge Business.

Food Science

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Mashed Artichokes??!!: I think the stuff in this article about blood sugar is probably pretty sound however the family Xmas isn’t all about the food and drink, it is a finely calibrated and balanced thing in which ideally every factor that might induges RAGE is balanced by others that create good cheer or SLEEP. So a true formula for Wobs tensions would also account for:

– a big sofa
– the Queen’s speech
– Christmas Top of the Pops
– dozing in front of a rub old film
– laughing at first relative to go to sleep
– murderous family boardgame
– ect ect.

Must try harder press-craving scientists.

Ryman

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Around the time of her death about two years ago, Agnes Martin became less subtle, and started using colours and shapes that in her previous painterly practice would strike as unusual, even shocking. (if you have painted grey lines on beige paper for decades, black shapes get to be called shocking.)

Now Robert Ryman has started using colour…The interesting thing is that there are two separate shows of his work in the next year. One is at Dallas, and is a 40 year old retrospective. One is in Hamburg and is a selection of new works.

Rymans work in 1964, just before he started with white-on-white is not very good. The form has not been dictated, the colour is ugly and random, the size underwhelms, and it seems lazy/typical.

The 40 years since, are like a monk in the desert, counting grains of sand–the paintings there are almost endless in variation of texture, but in colour they purposefully lack. It is almost like he spent the last 4 decades figuring out how to sort thru texture, and now at the end, he is moving away, reclaiming and reinventing the flaws of his youth.

The paintings in Hamburg are tiny, small things, a little more then a foot square. They have the typical white field rawly placed on top of an under field -he has done this before, so it looks like water under a frozen lake…But this time, the ice has broken.

The sides of the paintings are alive with an almost northern romanticism, the colours he has chosen, a greygreen and a bright raw blue, remind of Caspar David Fredich’s landscapes or Joyce’s infamous “The snotgreen sea. The scrotumtightening sea”

Here is one of them:

Seeing them in Repro of course means that their full power cannot be judged.

Here is one from 1964: