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.

EXQUISITE CORPSE

The Exquisite Corpse


Exquisite Corpse 1 "Exquisite Corpse: Game of folded paper played by several people, who compose a sentence or drawing without anyone seeing the preceding collaboration or collaborations. The now classic example, which gave the game its name, was drawn from the first sentence obtained this way: The-exquisite-corpse-will-drink-new-wine."
--André Breton (Waldberg, 93-94)
Drawing by Yves Tanguy, Man Ray, Max Morise, Joan
 Miró, c. 1926.More exquisite corpses. Drawings by Victor Brauner, André Breton, Jacques Hérold and Yves Tanguy, 1935.
Exquisite Corpse 2 




Exquisite Corpse 3 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Dada Manifesto (1918):

The signatories of this manifesto have, under the battle cry
D A D A ! ! !
gathered together to put forward a new art. What, then, is Dadaism? The word "Dada" signifies the most primitive relation to the reality of the environment. . . . Life appears as a simultaneous muddle of noises, colours and spiritual rhythms, which is taken unmodified, with all the sensational screams and fevers of its reckless everyday psyche and with all its brutal reality. . . . Dada is the international expression of our times, the great rebellion of artistic movements, the artistic reflex of all these offensives, peace congresses, riots in the vegetable market. . . . (Hughes, 71)

 

First Surrealist Manifesto (1924)

André Breton by Man RayBy André Breton. (Breton photograph by Man Ray [1938],
SURREALISM, noun, masc., Pure psychic automatism by which it is intended to express, either verbally or in writing, the true function of thought. Thought dictated in the absence of all control exerted by reason, and outside all aesthetic or moral preoccupations.

ENCYCL. Philos. Surrealism is based on the belief in the superior reality of certain forms of association heretofore neglected, in the omnipotence of the dream, and in the disinterested play of thought. It leads to the permanent destruction of all other psychic mechanisms and to its substitution for them in the solution of the principal problems of life.

CONTEMPORARY EXAMPLES:

DVC Students from Art 105: 2D Design &  Color





 

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Monday, October 21, 2013

COLOR ME BLUE by Delia Ephron


“BLOOMBERG, love him or hate him?” a friend asked.
“Hate,” I said.
Hate is a strong word, and please don’t get sidetracked by it. New York’s a passionate place, I’m passionate about the place, and that’s how the question was posed. I had to pick one. No way was I picking “love.”
It’s this bike program. The other day I stepped off a curb and a bike coming the wrong way down a one-way street passed so close I could feel its breeze on my back. It seems as though, every day, I’m almost hit by a bike. That’s a problem, but it’s not the problem.
As it happens, the bike was going the wrong way and I was crossing against the light.
That’s what New Yorkers do. When we walk, we don’t pay attention to lights. That is practically the definition of a New Yorker: when walking, ignores lights. These bicycles have made walking around the city much scarier. Helmets are recommended gear for bikers. These days pedestrians should be wearing helmets.
What Mr. Bloomberg has created is not necessarily a more livable city, a city with a better-exercised citizenry, but a perfect storm.
That should be the reason I picked hate, but it isn’t.
He’s turned our city blue.
For $41 million — what Citibank paid to sponsor the program for five years — our city bikes became Citi Bikes. To make certain you don’t forget this fact, a Citi Bike sign hangs in front of the handlebars, Citi Bike is printed twice on the frame, and a Citi Bike billboard drapes the rear wheel on both sides. The font is the familiar Citibank font and the Citibank signature decoration floats over the “t.” There is no way to see a Citi Bike without thinking Citibank. The 6,000 bikes so far rolled out, of a possible 10,000, and their signs are a Day-Glo cobalt blue that you see on banks. Nobody wears this color. Nobody paints his or her apartment this color. This blue is bank blue.
Odds are, in your favorite romantic Manhattan movie, you’ll see barely any blue.
Almost all directors and cinematographers know that, in a movie, the color blue pulls focus. If you place a love scene in front of, say, a blue bench, the audience will look at the bench and not the actors. Our city, if you look around, isn’t a blue city, or wasn’t until the bikes arrived. With the exception of Times Square, where loud clashing colors are the point, our city is browns, grays, greens and brick red.
We’re told that this bike program is modeled after the one in Paris. But in Paris, the bikes are a silvery gray and the sponsors have discreet small tattoos on the bike frame. Paris bikes blend. They respect the romance that is Paris.
And what a bargain Citibank got. To put that $41 million in perspective, a co-op at 640 Park Avenue recently sold for $23 million, and Calvin Klein’s Hamptons house reportedly cost around $75 million.
In other words, for chump change to a billionaire, Mr. Bloomberg let Citibank alter the color palette of Manhattan. It has distorted every view.
Speaking of which, it is impossible to discuss this blight on our cityscape without a shout-out to an intersection at Ninth Avenue and 18th Street that I think of as Bloomberg corner.
Where there used to be four lanes for cars traveling down Ninth, there are now two. A long triangular concrete island has been installed to guide drivers making left turns even though drivers have been making left turns since they got licenses.
On the concrete island are 15 filthy distracting newspaper dispensers in red, blue, white and orange. To the left of the left turn lane is the bicycle lane. I hope you can visualize this because it’s nuts. The cars are making left turns into the bicycles.
There are many new signs and lights for cars, bike riders and pedestrians to make sure everyone does the safe thing. Good luck with that. The eye is flying around having no idea where to land. Really, standing at that intersection is a surreal experience. It’s as if one has entered the world of a manic martinet.
It’s fall now. As you stroll in the crisp air through Central Park or down a lovely tree-lined block enchanted by the coppery yellow, burnt orange and flame red of autumn leaves, a bank-blue bike is going to whip by, possibly knocking you down, definitely pulling your focus.
Then it will be winter and we’ll have one of those blizzards that turns the city entirely white and nearly silent. You will leave your apartment to take in this miracle, trekking down your street, making the first boot marks in virgin snow, and as you turn a corner, your head will suddenly spin toward a gigantic inkblot on the landscape: a stand of 27 bank-blue bikes. A total of 135 Citi Bike signs. You will forget the awesomeness of nature.
INSTEAD you will start thinking about your bank — how it is paying you barely any interest. And what an outrageous fee it charges monthly for service. Yes, your whole mood might change. You might get angry. You might even start cursing about how, under Mayor Bloomberg, everything was for sale, even the views.
Then the snow will melt and freeze, and someone on a blue bike will skid right into you. Finally spring. Your broken leg is almost healed. The surgery to insert pins went well. You have completed four weeks of physical therapy, and at last can limp around outside without crutches. As you spy a cherry tree lush with blossoms, a you-know-what will zip by. Suddenly that beautiful day will get so much uglier.
That’s our future. And that makes me blue.
Delia Ephron is the author, most recently, of “Sister Mother Husband Dog (etc.),” a memoir.

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

A COUPLE INTERESTING LINKS

This interactive exercise allows users to test the way they see different color hues by matching color swatches in various hues of the color spectrum.  http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/how-well-do-you-see-color-173018

Take a listen to Radio Lab to hear more about Newton.

AND, one more:
http://www.poynter.org/uncategorized/224413/why-rainbow-colors-arent-always-the-best-options-for-data-visualizations/

Thursday, October 3, 2013

AMY SILLMAN IN THE NEW YORK TIMES

September 26, 2013
The New York Times

 

Blobs and Slashes, Interrupted by Forms

Some painters are on a quest for truth and beauty. But not Amy Sillman.
In a conversation in her paint-splattered studio in the Bushwick section of Brooklyn on a scorching summer day, Ms. Sillman used unusual terms of affection in talking about artworks, both her own and by other hands: “dirty,” “backward” “not pleasant” and “amateurish.”
“I don’t care about beauty at all,” said Ms. Sillman, who is forthright and friendly, offering some cool watermelon chunks to a visitor. “Not one tiny bit. In fact, I don’t like it. I’m interested more in ugliness.”
Her goal is not to shock the viewer, in the way of some contemporary art provocateurs. Ms. Sillman’s medium could be said to be comic awkwardness as much as it is oil or ink. “I’ve always been interested in jokes and humor,” she said.
The title of her first big museum retrospective, which opens at the Institute of Contemporary Art in Boston on Thursday, is a typically wry one for Ms. Sillman: “Amy Sillman: one lump or two.” It’s possibly a sly reference to the play between figuration and abstraction in her work.
“It’s a nice edge,” the show’s curator, Helen Molesworth, said. “People realize they don’t have to choose.”
In a typical Sillman painting, blobs and slashes of paint are interrupted by a form that could be a hand or a foot, which then beats a hasty retreat back into abstraction. The colors she chooses are formerly pretty hues that have somehow fallen on hard times. The resulting tension in her works has led some critics to credit Ms. Sillman, 57, for giving a boost to the medium of painting, which has often been the subject of premature obituaries in recent years.
“There’s often something off balance about the paintings,” said her friend David Joselit, a Yale professor of modern art and a critic, “It goes back to physical comedy. It’s a sight gag.”
Ms. Sillman said that she thrives on doubt about the whole tradition of painting. “There’s a skepticism embedded in all my work,” she said — and that includes a healthy skepticism about her own ability to contribute something.
“You have to have a doubt sandwich,” she said of her process. “If you have the doubt at the front, you won’t do it, and if you have doubt at the end you’re probably going to kill yourself.”
The Boston show is a prime example of an artist getting her due after being an insider, art world favorite for years, but the variety of styles on display in “one lump or two” don’t necessarily make it easy for newcomers to get a handle on her work.
Alongside more abstract pieces like “S” (2007), with its broad neon strokes, there are several ink and gouache drawings in which Ms. Sillman takes a loosely drawn, cartoonlike approach to figures, including captions and even quote bubbles.
She has lately been experimenting with producing a zine, examples of which are in the exhibition, and her work can often take on what she called a “funky” style.
Asked whether she was a figurative or abstract painter, Ms. Sillman said, “I think of myself as liking two things that are friends and antagonists.”
Ann Temkin, the chief curator of painting and sculpture at the Museum of Modern Art, said Ms. Sillman was “a visible example of someone who’s championed the relevance of painting, as opposed to its being some kind of nostalgic enterprise.”
Ms. Temkin added: “She’s a connector between previous generations and artists who are younger. She has led by example, saying, ‘I can make my own rules.’ ”
Ms. Sillman chooses her own job description carefully.
“I think the core of my practice is completely drawing — I don’t even think I am a painter,” she said. “I’m just pulling one over on everyone, because they’re big and they have color.”
She conceded, “They have one thing that’s like true painting, which is that they’re made in a lot of layers, an extremely slow way of constructing, deconstructing and reconstructing a space.”
Ms. Sillman, who lives in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, with her dog, Omar, said that she would spend between two days and a year on a work — “and often more toward the year.” But for her, the drawn-out process is not exactly about perfecting a piece in the traditional way.
“I’ll go over something that looks perfectly good — it looks beautiful, there’s nothing wrong with it, and I completely wreck it,” she said, adding that Ms. Molesworth has nicknamed her the Wrecking Ball. “People who have seen the work always say, ‘Why didn’t you stop there?’ ”
“I never think I’m done,” she added. “That’s the huge problem with an abstract painting. When are you done? You’re done when you don’t want to do it anymore.”
Despite a professed lack of techno-savvy, Ms. Sillman recently stumbled on a relatively new method for exploring her interest in avoiding endings.
For this spring’s “Blues for Smoke” show at the Whitney Museum of American Art, she created an animated work on an iPhone to pair with her painting “Duel.”
“There’s this big serious painting, and then you see on the iPhone 13 possible futures for it,” she said of “Cartoon for a Painting.” “The work is allowed to go off and do something else. And it does sound a kind of comic register. I wanted these things going haywire.”
The Boston show includes a similar iPad piece called “P.S.” (2013). The roughly animated piece is the electronic equivalent of an old-fashioned flip book, and it is paired with her painting “Shade” (1997-98). “It’s made as a postscript for something done years ago,” Ms. Sillman said. “I’ve done a lot of collaborating in my career, but here I’m sort of collaborating with myself.”
Her friend Mr. Joselit called the approach “the painting of duration,” adding, “It’s almost a new medium. There’s a perpetual revision going on, and the work continues to morph.”
Electronic forays aside, Ms. Sillman’s career has had an old-school arc. Raised in Chicago, she moved to New York in 1975 to study Japanese, and ended up attending the School for Visual Arts. After graduating, she worked for more than a decade without showing her work.
“It’s the older model,” Ms. Molesworth said. “You went to school and then you worked alone, hard, until you got good.”
During the 1980s, Ms. Sillman said, “I had no strategy in a strategic decade,” adding that her work did not fit the dominant artistic modes of the day. “It led to some sort of wisdom of the outlier.” In the 1990s, things picked up after Ms. Sillman got an M.F.A. from Bard College, and she received a Guggenheim Fellowship in 2001.
Ms. Sillman said that, apart from a recent pang of envy when she encountered some much larger and more deluxe artist studios, she felt like she was in a good work groove in Bushwick.
“I can do stuff here,” she said, gesturing to some paintings in progress. “I’m happy here.”

 

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

WARM or COOL????? MUNSELL COLOR SYSTEM


 The Gamblin equivalent to Liquitext Munsell Chart + Warm | Cool listings.
This is for oil, but there is some good information here.  I am confused with their designations as Ultramarine as "Warm" since I always considered it "Cool." Found this blog by someone who has devoted a lot of thought to the subject.
(CLICK HERE FOR GOLDEN ACRYLIC MUNSELL CHART) Color Temperature by:   Name  |  Color


COLOR Hue Value Chroma Hue Temp
Yellow
Radiant Lemon 10 Y 9 10 Cool
Cadmium Lemon 10 Y 8.5 10 Cool
Hansa Yellow Light 7.5 Y 8.5 12 Cool
Cadmium Yellow Light 7.5 Y 8.5 10 Cool
Hansa Yellow Medium 3.75 Y 8.5 14 Warm
Radiant Yellow 2.5 Y 8.5 14 Warm
Cadmium Yellow Medium 2.5 Y 8 14 Warm
Naples Yellow Hue 2.5 Y 8.5 8 Warm
Cadmium Yellow Deep 10 YR 8 14 Warm
Gold Ochre 10 YR 6 12 Warm
Yellow Ochre 10 YR 5 10 Warm
Hansa Yellow Deep 8.75 YR 8 14 Warm
Indian Yellow 5 YR 5 12 Warm
Orange
Raw Umber 10 YR 2 2 Cool
Transparent Earth Yellow 10 YR 3 4 Cool
Cadmium Orange 5 YR 7 16 Cool
Burnt Umber 5 YR 2 2 Warm
Raw Sienna 5 YR 5 6 Warm
Transparent Earth Orange 5 YR 2 4 Warm
Asphaltum 5 YR 1.5 2 Warm
Mono Orange 2.5 YR 6 16 Warm
Cadmium Orange Deep 10 R 6 14 Warm
Red
Transparent Earth Red 10 R 2 4 Warm
Burnt Sienna 10 R 3 4 Warm
Brown Pink 10 R 2 4 Warm
Venetian Red 8.75 R 4 8 Warm
Transparent Orange 8.75 R 4 14 Warm
Napthol Scarlet 7.5 R 4 16 Warm
Cadmium Red Light 7.5 R 5 16 Warm
Cadmium Red Medium 7.5 R 4 16 Warm
Radiant Red 5 R 7 10 Warm
Cadmium Red Deep 5 R 5 14 Warm
Indian Red 5 R 3 6 Warm
Napthol Red 5 R 4 16 Warm
Perylene Red 5 R 3 14 Warm
Alizarin Crimson 10 RP 2 6 Cool
Alizarin Permanent 10 RP 2 6 Cool
Quinacridone Red 7.5 RP 4 12 Cool
Radiant Magenta 5 RP 7 10 Cool
Quinacridone Magenta 5 RP 3 10 Cool
Quinacridone Violet 2.5 RP 2 8 Cool
Violet
Manganese Violet 10 P 2 6 Warm
Cobalt Violet 7.5 P 3 10 Warm
Ultramarine Violet 5 P 2 8 Cool
Radiant Violet 2.5 P 7 8 Cool
Dioxazine Purple 2.5 P 2 10 Cool
Blue
Ultramarine Blue 7.5 PB 2 10 Warm
Cobalt Blue 6.25 PB 3 12 Warm
Radiant Blue 5 PB 7 10 Warm
Indanthrone Blue 5 PB 2 4 Warm
Phthalo Blue 5 PB 2 10 Warm
Cerulean Blue 5 PB 4 12 Cool
Cerulean Blue Hue 5 PB 4 12 Cool
Prussian Blue 2.5 PB 2 4 Cool
Manganese Blue Hue 7.5 B 4 10 Cool
Radiant Turquoise 2.5 B 7 8 Cool
Phthalo Turquoise 10 BG 2 4 Cool
Cobalt Teal 10 BG 5 10 Cool
Green
Viridian 7.5 BG 2 4 Cool
Phthalo Green 5 BG 2 6 Cool
Cobalt Green 2.5 BG 3 6 Cool
Phthalo Emerald (Y.S.) 7.5 G 2 6 Warm
Radiant Green 5 G 7 10 Warm
Chromium Oxide Green 2.5 G 4 4 Warm
Emerald Green 2.5 G 5 12 Warm
Permanent Green Light 10 GY 6 12 Warm
Sap Green 5 GY 2 2 Warm
Cadmium Green 5 GY 7 12 Warm
Olive Green 10 Y 3 4 Warm
Terre Verte 10 Y 4 2 Warm
Neutrals
Titanium White 10
Titanium-Zinc White 10
Zinc White 10
Flake White Replacement 10
Radiant White 10
Portland Grey Light 8
Portland Grey Medium 6
Portland Grey Deep 4
Payne's Grey 1 Cool
Ivory Black 1
Mars Black 1
Van Dyke Brown 1 Warm
Chromatic Black 1
Black Spinel 1