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Morris Graves, Spring Bouquet No. 2 (Wild Strawberry Flowers), 1975
See more of Graves’ work held at Philadelphia Museum of Art.
THANKS FOR THE INVITATION. I AM A WRITER. I HAVE WRITTEN A LOT ABOUT ART. I NO LONGER DO BECAUSE THE ART WORLD IS TOO STUPID. I DON’T KNOW ANY WORDS THAT ARE SHORT ENOUGH OR LONG ENOUGH. IT’S A DEAD PRACTICE BUT FUN WHILE IT LASTED. WITH AFFECTION, Dave Hickey
Elaine de Kooning in her Manhattan studio
Erasers feel good to draw on.
Like banana peels.
And just look what he drew…By Andres Guzman.
Three lithographs from Louis Agassiz, Etudes sur les glaciers, 1840.
These are gorgeous, thanks!
The only American designer for high fashion retailer Hermés lives in Waco, Texas—and works as a postal worker:
Kermit was sitting in the living room, in an armchair covered by a red-and-white quilt. He stood up when I arrived. He was small-framed, with salt-and-pepper hair combed off his forehead. Dressed in loose khakis and an untucked plaid oxford shirt, he gave the impression of a small-town surgeon who’d just gotten off the late shift. His eyeglasses were in his hands, which continuously fidgeted while the rest of him stood still. ‘Why do you want to talk to me?’ he asked.
I stammered something about his story, how interesting it was. He looked skeptical. ‘Why don’t you tell me what my story is,’ he said. I told him what they had said in Lyon, reciting the words almost like the first line of a fable: ‘There once was a postman who designed scarves for Hermès.’
‘Well, it’s never that simple,’ he said with a mysterious grin.
“Portrait of the Artist as a Postman.” — Jason Sheeler, Texas Monthly
This story is sad and wonderful.
“Money, mental illness, sex, and art - what more could a poor little rich girl want? Peggy Guggenheim was known as a great patron of modern art, but it seems clear from her autobiography that her advocacy of the avant-garde at a time when it had not yet become institutionalized had as much to do with her unhappy feeling of being a strange thing as with her admiration for the art’s subversive strangeness. In deciding to devote her adult life, in every respect, to modern art - she married or lived with such figures as Lawrence Vail, Samuel Beckett, and Max Ernst; Marcel Duchamp was her advisor, Pier Mondrian a friend, Jackson Pollock a protege - she was, in effect, trying hard to reconstitute her eccentric Jewish family.” more
Johanna Urhman; Warning (2011).
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