Then two things charmed me. First, I fell in love with the timeless quality of a city that never sleeps. Even though bed time in my real life is about 9:30, it would be nice to know I could get a pedicure or a fresh deli salad in the middle of the night. I would get comfort just knowing these things were possible. Time would disappear. Maybe living like this, people would live longer... ok... I know that is untrue.
Second, everyone, and I mean everyone rides the subway, not just the car-less, or parkingless or those who just need to get to work. This makes the subway a great place for one of my favorite activities, people watching!
|Max Ernst|I also liked the Rosenquist and the Katz. There is obvious skill in their use of light and composition. I don’t know why I like Katz. Maybe it is his courage to paint that lazily, and that thin at that scale. He is fresh and has a great sense of color. Alex Katz
In any case, I am compelled to analyze the paintings of these two guys. They make it look soooo easy.
In any case, in person, the portrait looked rich and lush, like there is a transparent layer of marzipan laid on top of the painting, integrating the surface. A lot of images look better in books or on computers, like my favorite guy, Morandi, lush in print, thin and sketchy in person. But Richter's definitely look better in person.
I painted rather surreal stuff in the 90’s. Naive painting was in vogue. Too much skill and realism was distrusted, at least that was my impression. Seems funny now.
At the MOMA I saw a vase made by bees. Talk about skill.