Problem Solvent
Graphite, watercolor, and gouache on paper, 4.5x7.5″
2017
Top 10
- Icecream☆
- Free time!!
- No school hehe
- Sleeping in
- Staying up late
- Hanging out with friends
- Spontaneous dates with boyfriend
- Pokémon go!!
- Family time!!
- The beachh
げっぷ
병신같은나
나혼자
짝사랑해서
나혼자
너때문에 설레고 고민하고
때론 슬퍼했던 내 모습이
노무 바보같고 안쓰럽다….
이 제꺼 안이지만… 마음이 똑같아ㅠㅠ
This bus ride made me ponder about my life… am I even living it correctly?
THE DAILY PIC (#1432): One of the things I love about permanent collections in museums is the aesthetic schizophrenia they cause. Special exhibitions rarely provide the same discombobulation. So after yesterday’s moment of Victorian rococo, today’s Pic presents the other side of the Carnegie Museum’s split personality: An utterly orderly sculpture from 1940 by the devout American Mondrianist Harry Holtzman.
At this distance in time and culture, it’s hard for us to recognize how important Mondrian was to American art between the world wars. This country came late to abstraction, without much to pave the way for it, so those who espoused its Cause saw Mondrian – than whom no one is more abstract – as the epitome of everything they were fighting for.
However derivative his American followers might have been, back then, there, they mattered, big time. (Digging into Warhol’s early education for the biography I’m writing, I’ve come to realize that coming right after America’s Mondrian moment shaped his vexed, almost Oedipal relationship to the abstract – his college prof Balcomb Greene was a close colleague of Holtzman’s.)
I’m still not certain if Holtzman’s translation of Mondrian into 3D was a bold and worthwhile next step, or some kind of mistake in his reading of The Master. Either way, I can’t get over the way it foreshadows the 1960s columns built and painted by Anne Truitt. (Edith H. Fisher Fund Accession Number 83.1 Location Gallery 11, Scaife Galleries)