Friday, December 13, 2013

A few assignments from recent Color Theory Class



COLOR STUDIES USING DIFFERENT CONCEPTS by Maryna Roblek:







CUBIST COLLAGE: CREATING DIFFERENT SPACIAL EFFECTS USING FOUND MATERIAL); INSPIRED BY CUBISM

Study for collage and grayscales

Maryna Roblek


VARIOUS SKETCHBOOK ASSIGNMENTS
Liz Berg: same apple uder different lighting conditions
Automatic Surrealist Poem made from paint chips (right)

Surrealist Automatic Poetry using paint chips to demonstrate different color concepts

Khoei Brandi: Prochade (landscape study)  made from torn newspaper

Maryna Roblek: Color response from poem

Deborah Dodge: Sky swatches painted under diffrent weather, daytime conditions.

Robert Droste: Frottage Gray Scale

Found Color Wheel

Found Color Wheel

Found Color Wheel

Frottage

Jessica Schwartz: Synesthetic Color Response studies

Prochade (landscape) from torn newspaper

Lia Berg: Synesthetic Color Response


Prochades (landscape) from torn newspaper

Maryna Roblek: Surrealist Automatic Poetry made from paint chips


EXQUISITE CORPSE (A COLLABORATIVE ASSIGNMENT) Students worked in two separate groups. Each student was assigned a color scheme which they work on by themselves so the end result of the "Venus" was a surprise.



COLOR AND PROPORTION

Deborah Dodge

SYESTHETIC COLOR RESPONSE
Liz Berg: music:

Liz Berg: sketchbook study for the assignment

Liz Berg: sketchbook study for the assignment

Deborah Dodge: music: Carnival of Animals, Camille Saint-Saens

Maryna Roblek, music: Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata

Rob Droste, music: Soundtrack to Bliss, the Australian movie (1985)

COLOR AND EMOTION

Lorraine Cummings
Rob Droste





Deborah Dodge

Jessica Schwartz
Liz Berg


Andrew Somera
Katherine Mergens

Liz Berg




BY THE WAY, I CAN'T REMEMBER ALL OF WHO DID WHAT, SO LET ME KNOW IF I DIDN'T ASSIGN YOUR NAME TO YOUR PROJECT: DESCRIBE THE PROJECT ON A POST TO THIS BLOG. I'LL CORRECT IT ASAP.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

ROBERT MOTHERWELL: EARLY COLLAGES, AT THE GUGGENHEIM

Art Review

A Painter’s Cut-and-Paste Prequel

‘Robert Motherwell: Early Collages,’ at the Guggenheim

Karsten Moran for The New York Times
‘Robert Motherwell: Early Collages’: A look at the new show at the Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum.

Abstract Expressionism is overrated. And it wasn’t initially a movement or style at all. It was a bunch of unalike artists, some great, some not, who shared a city, a war, some ideas and a bar, circa 1940. Pretty much everything else, including a fecund two-decade fad for soulful painting that grew from that moment, was largely a product of marketing and myth spinning.
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That, at least, is the way future historians may well see AbEx’s “heroic” origins. And they’ll see that Robert Motherwell (1915-91) — a born explainer, neatener and networker — had a ground-level role in creating the brand, narrowing it to a specific kind of art that purportedly channeled emotion through gesture. But Motherwell also coined a more realistically neutral and accommodating label for the vanguard art of the time: the New York School. That name covered a lot of stylistic ground.
So did he when he began his career. We see him hard at work at it in “Robert Motherwell: Early Collages” at the Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum. And it’s a bracing, mettlesome, variegated sight, surprisingly so, given this artist’s reputation for formulaic elegance and AbEx orthodoxy.
In reality, Motherwell always stood slightly apart from other characters, even in standard tellings of the New York School tale. To Pollock’s loutish cowboy and de Kooning’s Olympian swashbuckler, he plays the genteel, brainy West Coast kid, a want-to-be painter, writer and philosophy scholar who arrived in Manhattan in 1940 to study art history with Meyer Schapiro at Columbia.
Cultural traffic was heavy in the city just then, as émigré artists, fleeing the war in Europe, poured in, among them Fernand Léger, Piet Mondrian, and a raft of Parisian Surrealists. Because Motherwell spoke fluent French — he had spent time in Paris — and was literary minded, Schapiro enlisted him to meet and greet the refugees, making him one of the few people in the New York art world with ready and continuing access to them.
Within the Surrealist circle, he encountered the young Chilean-born painter Roberto Matta, and they became, for a while, fast friends. It was through Matta that he met a crucial mentor, the collector and impresaria Peggy Guggenheim, who was about to open a gallery-museum-salon called the Art of This Century. And it was Matta who, on a joint trip to Mexico in 1941, fully initiated Motherwell into Surrealist automatism, an improvisatory technique that radically loosened up his idea of what art could be and how he could make it.
By 1943, he loosened up enough to take a stab at collage making, and Guggenheim provided the occasion. She was planning a big collage survey that would bring together European past masters of the form like Arp, Braque and Picasso with American newcomers. She wanted Motherwell in the mix. She gave him a deadline and said: Get to work. He did. One of the collages that resulted is in the present show.
It’s titled “Joy of Living,” though there isn’t much joy evident in this moody, unkempt concoction of smudged ink, nervy doodles and perspectival geometry, punctuated by a scrap cut from a military map and a sprinkling of curious red stains on a patch of white paper, like blood seeping through a bandage.
The piece was a hit. It attracted critical notice and even found a buyer, not bad for a first time out. And this public success set the seal on Motherwell’s newfound infatuation with what would become his primary medium over the next several years and the locus of some of the most interesting work he would ever do.
His paintings and drawings over a long career ahead would often be repetitive and predictable. Not these early pieces, though. A few settle for easy Gallic élan, and, Lord knows, there are Picassoisms flitting everywhere here. But other collages look bulky and dark, even slightly monstrous. They’re heavily labored but raw, as if he’d slaved over them until he just couldn’t bear to another minute and stopped. This impression of effort is probably partly a result of wrestling with formal demands that were new to him, involving the gestureless, surprisingly complicated physics of cutting, tearing, layering and gluing. Plus he was dealing with unfamiliar materials, most of them ready-made and therefore potentially intractable: papers of different weight, patterned and not; high- and low-grade inks, kindergarten gouaches, adhesives that discolored or bled.
The tone of much of this early work though, alternately brooding and volatile, comes from its expressive content. Motherwell once said that he had been obsessed with the idea of death since he was a child. And that obsession is there in his art from the start.
The much-exhibited 1943 collage-painting “Pancho Villa, Dead and Alive” is based on a very specific image of death, a 1923 photograph of the corpse of Villa, the assassinated Mexican revolutionary. Motherwell shows the body, rendered all but abstract, twice, once daubed with blood-colored paint, and again set against a sheet of busily patterned wrapping paper that here suggests a bullet-strafed wall.
Motherwell’s single best-known work, the huge series of more than 100 paintings titled “Elegy to the Spanish Republic,” is a memorial to an extended episode of modern political violence, the brutal suppression of Loyalists in the 1930s in the Spanish Civil War. Stretched over Motherwell’s entire career, the series began in 1948, and a collage from that year, simply titled “Elegy,“ encapsulates its essential resurrectional components: two testicular ovals and a phallic upright.
Many more pieces, however, are clear responses to an even more immediate and colossal crisis, World War II. A section of the military training map seen in “Joy of Living” turns in up a latter collage, “View from A High Tower,” dated 1944-45. Here, the map sits like a targeted patch of green in a convulsed landscape of folded, wrinkled and ripped paper. Just off the picture’s center floats a form that is hard to interpret. It could be a dead body, headless and shrouded, but the letters inscribed on it, “VIV” and “LA,” read like a broken cry to life, a resistance anthem: Vive la France.
By this point, Motherwell had more than just mastered color. He had made it a central element in his collage work, and he would never use it again or anywhere else with such experimental boldness. It’s what turns the 1946 “Blue With China Ink (Homage to John Cage)” into an infinity of kite-filled sky, and, a year later, makes “The Poet,” painted ember orange, a little furnace radiating heat. Color is also part of what makes the 1949 “Collage in Yellow and White, With Torn Elements” autumnal in every sense, with its goldenrod yellow and wild-aster blues, and paper scraps clinging loose to its surface like golden leaves to an October tree.
In some ways, this is the most radical piece in an extraordinary show, organized by Susan Davidson, a senior curator at the Guggenheim. It comes out of both Surrealism and Expressionism but leaves both behind, and maybe abstraction, too: What , after all, could be more concrete, more illusion free than the visibly fragile material this picture is composed of?
And in this work, more obviously than any other, Motherwell relinquished his role as sole creator, which is Abstract Expressionism’s defining feature. Gravity, chemistry and light deserve equal billing as collaborators in a piece of art that has almost certainly changed color, texture and form since it was new.
Motherwell, the memorialist, surely understood this. Maybe that’s why he did his best — his freest, most vital, least doctrinaire — work in collage, a medium that in the end belongs to one all-encompassing movement, time.
“Robert Motherwell: Early Collages“ runs through Jan. 5 at the Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, 1071 Fifth Avenue, at 89th Street; (212) 423-3618; guggenheim.org.

Robert Motherwell exhibit at the Guggenheim: Motherwell and Frank O’Hara


Robert Motherwell, “View from a High Tower” (1944-45)

GUGGENHEIM MUSEUM OF ART
Devoted exclusively to papier collés and related works on paper from the 1940s and early 1950s by Robert Motherwell, this exhibition features nearly sixty artworks and examines the American artist’s origins and his engagement with collage. The exhibition also honors Peggy Guggenheim’s early patronage of the artist. At her urging, and under the tutelage of émigré Surrealist artist Matta, Motherwell first experimented with the papier collé technique. He recalled years later: “I might never have done it otherwise, and it was here that I found . . . my ‘identity.’” By cutting, tearing, and layering pasted papers, Motherwell reflected the tumult and violence of the modern world, establishing him as an essential and original voice in postwar American art. Motherwell initially produced both figural and abstract collages, but by the early 1950s Surrealist influences prevalent in these first works had given way to his distinctive mature style, which was firmly rooted in Abstract Expressionism. Robert Motherwell: Early Collages will be presented at the Peggy Guggenheim Collection, Venice, May 26–September 8, 2013, before traveling to its second and final venue, the Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, September 27, 2013–January 5, 2014. This exhibition is organized by Susan Davidson, Senior Curator, Collections and Exhibitions, Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum.

Monday, October 28, 2013

KANDINSKY AT NEUE GALERIE

 
Art Review

Back in the Blue Saddle, for a Gallop to Abstraction

Neue Galerie Examines 15 Years of Kandinsky

Musée National d'Art Moderne. Centre Georges Pompidou, Paris; 2013 Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York/ADAGP, Paris
Kandinsky’s sketch of a panel for a 1922 art show in Berlin. The mural has been recreated for the exhibition at the Neue Galerie.
New Yorkers might be forgiven for greeting “Vasily Kandinsky: From Blaue Reiter to the Bauhaus, 1910-1925,” at the Neue Galerie, with a shrug and a distinct feeling of déjà vu. Wasn’t it just three years ago now that the Guggenheim mounted a full retrospective, a delirium-inducing helix of Kandinskys?

This, however, is a different kind of show: a boutique Kandinsky exhibition at a boutique museum. (Surprisingly, it’s the first all-Kandinsky affair in the Neue’s 12-year history). And it centers on a rich period — also the purview of the Museum of Modern Art’s recent “Inventing Abstraction, 1910-1925” — that saw Kandinsky moving from the prismatic Expressionism of Der Blaue Reiter, the Munich-based artist group named for the motif of a blue horse and rider, into pure abstraction and from easel paintings into set designs and decorative murals.
The exhibition is further distinguished by a reconstruction of one of those mural projects, first made for the 1922 Juryfreie Kunstschau (Jury-Free Art Show) in Berlin: a total Kandinsky immersion, with brightly colored lines and circles and wobbly little forms glowing against black and dark-brown walls.
Elsewhere the installation is choppy, as is often the case in these galleries. Walls have been color-blocked in shades of lavender, ivory and plum, as if viewers could not be trusted to distinguish between, say, Kandinsky’s woozy Blaue Reiter paintings and the clean-edged geometry of his Bauhaus phase. The inescapable soundtrack of Mussorgsky and Schoenberg does not help to smooth things over.
But over all, the show’s fits and starts feel true to Kandinsky’s growing pains during these formative years for abstract art. They also make clear that his philosophies, codified in his famous book “Concerning the Spiritual in Art,” did not always mesh with the more pragmatic approaches of his colleagues and collectors.
As an instructor at the Bauhaus, for instance, where he taught from 1922 until it was shuttered by the Nazis in 1933, he chafed at the school’s idea of painting as an applied art. “Many demand that we should serve industry, that we should supply patterns for materials, ties, socks, crockery, parasols, ashtrays, carpets,” he wrote. “Or that we should leave off painting pictures once and for all.”
Organized by the art historian Jill Lloyd, the show stresses networks and associations over chronology. It moves from the Blaue Reiter years of 1911-14 to the Bauhaus, but then backtracks to a gallery of larger paintings made for American collectors around the time of the 1913 Armory Show. From there it skips to the experimental theater and mural work, concluding with the Jury-Free project of 1922.
All of this back-and-forth can make the show feel a bit unmoored. Fortunately, it’s stabilized by some judicious loans, among them Franz Marc’s mystically intense painting “The Large Blue Horses” from the Walker Art Center and such Kandinsky works as “Fugue” from the Fondation Beyeler in Basel, the Guggenheim’s “Painting with White Border,” and several abstractions from the Yale University Art Gallery’s important “Société Anonyme” collection.
Yale’s “Improvisation 7 (Storm),” from 1910, for instance, hangs next to two early Kandinsky streetscapes (1908 and 1909) from the Neue’s collection; together, these works show him making a transition out of Post-Impressionism, melting down its forms without changing the acidity of the palette.
And in the next gallery, four works from MoMA reveal Kandinsky’s deep ambivalence about the decorative possibilities of abstract painting. Titled “The Seasons,” these brushy, densely patterned panels were painted in 1914 for the foyer of the auto magnate Edwin R. Campbell’s Park Avenue apartment.
The collector Arthur Jerome Eddy, who knew Campbell and helped Kandinsky secure the commission, had suggested that the panels be modeled on an earlier painting in his own collection, one “so brilliant in color that it makes a beautiful wall decoration.” In three of the Campbell panels, Kandinsky complied, but the remaining one is noticeably darker and muddier — signaling, perhaps, a level of discomfort with the appreciation of his paintings as a kind of benign wallpaper.
For him, expanding painting from easels to walls was part of a larger mission to bring the Wagnerian concept of the Gesamtkunstwerk, or total artwork, into the 20th century. As the catalog essayist Rose-Carol Washton Long points out, that mission was as political as it was aesthetic; Kandinsky advocated clashes of sound and color, “multiple dissonant stimuli,” the better to disrupt complacency.
With the murals for the Jury-Free show, he had a chance to practice environmental painting on his own terms. The setting, an octagonal entrance hall for a modern art museum, was ideal for a wraparound artwork. Directing a team of students from the Bauhaus mural workshop, Kandinsky had them paint a scattering of geometric and biomorphic shapes on large canvas-covered wood panels. The originals were dismantled at the close of the 1922 Show and subsequently lost, but process photographs and a complete set of sketches survive.
One peculiar problem plagues the Neue’s re-creation, which has been executed by Daedalus Design and Production and is accompanied by recordings of atonal piano pieces by Schoenberg: the paintings have been reproduced exactingly from Kandinsky’s sketches, as if they had been enlarged, so that each wobble of the brush or hastily filled-in area is magnified. Ms. Lloyd said she was trying to distinguish this reconstruction from a tidier, more interpretive one presented at the Pompidou Center in Paris in 1976, but it’s nonetheless a distracting curatorial choice.
If you are able to look past it, however, you’ll be rewarded with the rare sensation of floating around inside a Kandinsky — one that merges the rigid geometry of his Bauhaus period with the wavy lines and kaleidoscopic clusters of his earlier abstract canvases. It connects the Gesamtkunstwerk to more contemporary multisensory installation art, and is as good an excuse as any for yet another Kandinsky show.
“Vasily Kandinsky: From Blaue Reiter to the Bauhaus, 1910-1925” runs through Feb. 10 at the Neue Galerie New York, 1048 Fifth Avenue, at 86th Street; (212)628-6200, neuegalerie.org.