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My recapitulation of art history, in parts-reaction to a new show

PART 1

Art didn’t begin with Picasso, or Duchamp.

If you listened to some and looked at others though, you might think so. I saw a show this week that made me think that maybe the 1970s needed to be revisited-but I can’t agree. So, I thought about some of my history.

I grew up in Los Angeles. Larry Bell’sand Laddie John Dill’s  work is very familiar to me. I knew it, saw it first hand. So is the work of Ed Keinholz. The 1960s was an incredibly rich period in experiment and redefinition.

Painting was dead for a period, too. I think I was a sophomore, painting like I never had before. And, then that period ended, almost as quickly as it started. I never quit, but I found really “left brain” ways of painting, which also satisfied the norm to justify why I liked my brushes.

Once painting was “OK” again, there was a new period called “minimalism”. I loved the likes of Brice Marden. Peter Lodata was an absolute sweetheart in his cowboy boots. Yeah, I met these guys. But, the art he made was so intensely intellectual and it answered one question. One question. And, once you got it, it was time to move on.

James Haywood’s minimalism changed with light, but a piece needed to be placed in just the right place…

 

Peter Lodato at a show in 2011

Peter Lodato at a show in 2011

But, the mid 70’s signaled another social change . And, as I had figured out minimalism, from there I got pattern-painting, a new style-shift.

Four by Four, 1982 (c) Daryl-Ann Dartt Hust, acrylic on 16 canvases

Four by Four, 1982 (c) Daryl-Ann Dartt Hurst, acrylic on 16 canvases,8×8 feet.

Pattern painting justified by great poetic waxing of figure-ground ambiguity continued for a number of years, and some of my artistic statements are so textbook, though I never used one.

To be continued…

 

 

 

 

“My Worlds”, and entering a brave new universe

My Worlds, 2012, Two canvases, stapled together, with loose canvas sandwiched. Oil. 14"x15"

Ah, I could go off on so many tangents tonight, but I have a bunch else to do, so I’ll keep the rambles to a minimum.

 
“My Worlds” is the latest of the new work that I have started calling “Another Compass, For Another Mountain”. These pieces started really with a few of the later pieces from “Art in Small Places”, of which there are two.
 
I really like this piece, and the direction in which it is going. I am continuing with the square format, but, with a twist. The canvas insert adds another dimension both in reality, and in the fact that I have that extra element to play with for greater spacial ambiguity. I will post more as it evolves because it certainly didn’t start out like this!
 
Other notes I would like to make here…Malynda Forcier and I are about to launch another blog which will include a multitude of features which I can barely contain myself from announcing, but it is getting close. This is kind of like playing Santa Claus!
 
The rest has to do with a real personal need now that I am doing so much reviewing of other people’s work, on blogs as well as a curator, to dig out the art history library and do a self-guided refresher course. I do not have any degree in art history or art criticism, and I am honest enough to admit that sometimes I feel that I should know more. I do have the degree in studio art, but that really is not the same.
 
I had some down-time this week with surgery and recovery, which gave me time to play with “My Worlds”, and I am considering putting these last three canvases into an “artist challenge” show next month that highlights experimental work. I just found out about that recently-funny how the cosmos works. I started this in December, I think.