Turn Around; It’s not All in Front of You
Andrew Forge’s essays on mostly 20th-century art has me thinking about paintings that tend to elicit the response “I could do that” and wondering why they are important. I think it comes down to a relatively simple distinction: perhaps we…
Competition? Cooperation?
The artist who acts as if he could have conceived his art by himself, sealed off from other artists, is stupid—he merely tries to conform to the idiotic romantic image of the artists as primeval energy, as a demiurge. The continual…
Alcatraz
His island turns out to beinhabited by people I’d come to know.But where is he now?Buried beneath it?Or still versifying:Stringing stones and weaving words?What does he do with them now?Are they carefully foldedand tucked behind a light-switch plate? No, probably…
