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This Painting is Not Available in Your Country by Paul Mutant

This Painting is Not Available in Your Country by Paul Mutant

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— 1 year ago with 3986 notes
#art  #painting  #irony 
Watched The Ghost Writer last night and, like a true art nerd, all I could think about was, is that a Twombly in the background?

Watched The Ghost Writer last night and, like a true art nerd, all I could think about was, is that a Twombly in the background?

— 2 years ago with 4 notes
#the ghost writer  #films  #movies  #painting  #twombly  #architecture  #polanski 

What makes something real is that it is impossible to represent it to completion.

It’s easy to forget that the very idea of digital expression involves a trade-off with metaphysical overtones. A physical oil painting cannot convey an image created in another medium; it is impossible to make an oil painting look just like an ink drawing, for instance, or vice versa. But a digital image of sufficient resolution can capture any kind of perceivable image— or at least that’s how you’ll think of it if you believe in bits too much.

Of course, it isn’t really so. A digital image of an oil painting is forever a representation, not a real thing. A real painting is a bottomless mystery, like any other real thing. An oil painting changes with time; cracks appear on its face. It has texture, odor, and a sense of presence and history.

Another way to think about it is to recognize that there is no such thing as a digital object that isn’t specialized. Digital representations can be very good, but you can never foresee all the ways a representation might need to be used. For instance, you could define a new MIDIlike standard for representing oil paintings that includes odors, cracks, and so on, but it will always turn out that you forgot something, like the weight or the tautness of the canvas.

The definition of a digital object is based on assumptions of what aspects of it will turn out to be important. It will be a flat, mute nothing if you ask something of it that exceeds those expectations. If you didn’t specify the weight of a digital painting in the original definition, it isn’t just weightless, it is less than weightless.

A physical object, on the other hand, will be fully rich and full real whatever you do to it. It will respond to any experiment a scientist can conceive. What makes something fully real is that it is impossible to represent it to completion.

A digital image, or any other kind of digital fragment, is a useful compromise. It captures a certain limited measurement of reality within a standardized system that removes any of the original source’s unique qualities. No digital image is really distinct from any other; they can be morphed and mashed up.

That doesn’t mean that digital culture is doomed to be anemic. It just means that digital media have to be used with special caution.

Jaron Lanier’s chapter “Digital Creativity Eludes Flat Places” in his 2012 book You Are Not A Gadget: A Manifesto. 133-134.
— 2 years ago with 10 notes
#Jaron Lanier  #information  #painting  #technology  #google art project  #truth 
"Painting is a physical thinking process to continue an interior dialogue, a way to engage in a kind of internal discourse, or sub-linguistic mumbling."

Amy Sillman (via etceterablog)

This summer I’m going to start painting again. This quote hits exactly on why.

— 2 years ago with 27 notes
Starting this June, very private painter Andrew Wyeth’s studio in rural Pennsylvania is set to open to tourists. Who’s coming with?
(via Brandywine River Museum)

Starting this June, very private painter Andrew Wyeth’s studio in rural Pennsylvania is set to open to tourists. Who’s coming with?

(via Brandywine River Museum)

— 2 years ago with 16 notes
#andrew wyeth  #painting  #studio 

Urs Fischer, Problem Painting (x3), 2011.


— 2 years ago with 15 notes
#brillz  #painting  #urs fischer  #kitsch 

Currently reading Walker Percy’s The Last Gentleman and came across a beautiful passage about an afternoon spent at the Met:

One day next week, a rainy Thursday afternoon, he stood in a large room in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Somewhere in the heights a workman was rattling the chain of a skylight. Happy people were worse off in their happiness in museums than anywhere else, he had noticed some time ago. In here the air was thick as mustard gas with ravenous particles which were stealing the substance from painting and viewer alike. Though the light was technically good, illuminating the paintings in an unexceptionable manner, it nevertheless gave the effect of descending in a dismal twilight from a vast upper region which roared like a conch shell. Here in the roaring twilight the engineer stationed himself and watched people watch the paintings. Sometime ago he had discovered that it is impossible to look at a painting simply so: man-looking-at-a-painting, voila! —no, it is necessary to play a trick such as watching a man who is watching, standing on his shoulders, so to speak. There are several ways of getting around the ravenous particles.


Today the paintings were there, yes, in the usual way of being there but worse off than ever. It was all but impossible to see them, even when one used all the tricks. The particles were turning the air blue with their singing and ravening. Let everything be done properly: let one stand at the correct distance from a Velazquez, let the Velazquez be correctly lighted, set the painting and viewer down in a warm dry museum. Now here comes a citizen who has the good fortune to be able to enjoy a cultural facility. There is the painting which has been bought at great expense and exhibited in the museum so that millions can see it. What is wrong with that? Something, said the engineer, shivering and sweating behind a pillar. For the paintings were encrusted with a public secretion. The harder one looked, the more invisible the paintings became. Once again the force of gravity increased so that it was all he could do to keep from sinking to all fours.


Yet the young man, who was scientifically minded, held himself sufficiently detached to observe the behavior of other visitors. From his vantage point behind the pillar he noticed that the people who came in were both happy and afflicted. They were afflicted in their happiness. They were serene, but their serenity was a perilous thing to see. In they came, smiling, and out they went, their eyes glazed over. They paintings smoked and shriveled in their frames.

— 2 years ago with 8 notes
#walker percy  #the last gentleman  #books  #novel  #the metropolitan museum of art  #painting  #happiness 

Thursday night I went to see Doug Ashford speak at Tensta Konsthall in Stockholm. Part of their lecture series “Abstract Possible: Stockholm Synergies,” Ashford spoke on his painting practice as well as his interest in the somewhat forgotten German art historian Wilhelm Worringer (1881-1965), whose “Abstraction and Empathy” was highly influential for Paul Klee and Gilles Deleuze, among others.

I won’t attempt a synthesis of the lecture, but as Ashford is such a poetic speaker, I feel I should share a few poignant phrases from my notes:

  • "Abstract imagination seeks to recover something lost."
  • "Abstraction can reconcile our apprehension of the outside world."
  • "Every abstraction points to yet another need for abstraction."
  • "Love can’t be helped, to the point of abandoning the real. It is an abstract condition."
  • "I want to understand an art that demands the rationalization of the everyday world, from the false security of progression, turning back to today."
  • "I began to make abstract paintings simply because I liked the way they looked. They looked like the failures of my life lit up by opportunity."

Doug Ashford is an artist, teacher and writer. Since 1989 he has taught design, sculpture and theory at The Cooper Union for the Advancement of Science and Art, where he is now Associate Professor. The collaboratively organized Interdisciplinary Seminar and Lecture Series at The Cooper Union continues to provide public platforms for rethinking art across media and discipline. Ashford’s principle art practice from 1982 to 1996 was as a member of Group Material, who collectively sought to transform the production, presentation and learning of contemporary culture through artistic intervention. Since those years he has gone on to make paintings, write and produce public projects, all engaged with the social imagination. His most recent dialogic project was Who Cares (Creative Time, 2006), a book built from a series of conversations between Ashford and an assembly of other cultural practitioners on public expression, ethics and beauty. His work with Group Material has been recently compiled in the book Show and Tell: A Chronicle of Group Material (Four Corners Books, 2010).

[artist’s website]

— 2 years ago with 19 notes
#Doug Ashford  #Cooper Union  #Tensta Konsthall  #abstraction  #painting 

"The governing principle of the postindustrialist techno-scientific world is not the need to represent the representable, but rather the opposite principle. To turn away from this principle—that infinity is inherent in the very dialectic of search—is absurd, impractical, and reactionary. It is not up to the artist to reinstate a make-believe ‘reality’ which the drive toward knowledge, technology, and wealth will continually destroy in order to replace it with a version considered more viable—and which itself will eventually be replaced. The spirit of the times is surely not that of the merely pleasant: its mission remains that of the immanent sublime, that of alluding to the nondemonstrable.

It goes without saying that such a mission causes anguish, but painters are not subject to the question, ‘How can we avoid anguish?’ They are subject to the question, ‘What is painting?’ In addition, they are also subject to the question ‘How do we communicate our painting to those who are not painters?’—but this does not mean that the two roles are to be confused. To confuse them would be comparable to the philosopher confusing the responsibility to thought with responsibility to the public. The responsibility of communicating the meaning of thoughts and paintings belongs to the intellectual. In fact, the question, ‘What is thought?’ places the philosopher in an avant-garde position. That is why he dares speak of painters, his brothers and sisters in experimentation.”

- J.-F. Lyotard, “Presenting the Unpresentable,” Artforum, 1982.

— 2 years ago with 11 notes
#lyotard  #philosophy  #painting  #sublime  #Integrity  #grad school 

“Mixing neo- or hyper-realistic motifs with lyrically abstract or conceptual ones on a single surface is saying that everything is equal because everything is easy to consume. It means establishing and ratifying new ‘taste.’ This ‘taste’ is not Taste. Eclecticism panders to the habits of magazine readers, to the needs of consumers of standard industrial imagery, to the sensibility of the supermarket shopper. That kind of post-Modernism, to the extent that it exerts—by means of critics, curators, gallery directors, and collectors—intense pressure on artists, aligns pictorial inquiry to the current state of ‘culture,’ and strips artists of their responsibility to the question of the nondemonstrable. That question is, to me, the only one worthy of life’s high stakes, and of the world of thought in the coming century. Any denial of that question is a menace—and one that cannot be ignored, as it threatens to relax the tension between the act of painting and the essence of painting, when it is that very tension which stimulated one of the most heroic centuries of Western painting. This menace implies the corruption of painting’s honor—which thus far has remained intact in spite of the worst temptations of the state and of the market.”

- J.-F. Lyotard, “Presenting the Unpresentable,” Artforum, 1982.

Still relevant.

— 2 years ago with 15 notes
#Lyotard  #philosophy  #painting  #Integrity  #the art world  #grad school 
Andrew Wyeth, Open and Closed, 1964.

Andrew Wyeth, Open and Closed, 1964.

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— 2 years ago with 188 notes
#painting  #andrew wyeth  #light  #sunday 

Tauba Auerbach, Fold . Acrylic on canvas.

I want these to be luscious silk scarves and I want to wrap myself up in them.

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— 2 years ago with 1881 notes
#tauba auerbach  #painting  #color 


Francis Alÿs - Fabiola

Fabiola was a Roman woman who lived in the fourth century AD.  She lived in such a way of life that she was made a saint.  In 1885 the french artist  Jean-Jacques Henner painted a portrait of Fabiola.  The painting was fictitious because there’s no record of what she looked like. A cult and devotion was made of her.

About 15 years ago, Belgian-born artist Francis Alÿs began collecting portraits of Fabiola that he found in flea markets and similar places around the world.  The odd thing was that almost all the portraits are near copies of Henner’s original fictitious portrait.  Alÿs now has about 300 portraits.

I can’t.

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— 2 years ago with 35 notes
#art  #painting  #francis alys 

Chairs, by San Francisco based painter Ada Sadler. Oil on panel.
This is my personal selection of 4, of the complete Chair collection. Also check out the Bathtubbie collection, love it!



Chairs, by San Francisco based painter Ada Sadler. Oil on panel.

This is my personal selection of 4, of the complete Chair collection. Also check out the Bathtubbie collection, love it!


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— 2 years ago with 182 notes