January 27, 2009
wyeth's particulars
Andrew Wyeth, the most famous American painter that almost no one in the art world ever thought of or cared much about, died in his sleep, in his home near Philadelphia, at the age of 91. Known for his sketchy, dry, goldenrod-and-ochre-colored scenes of working farms, rundown sawmills, nature studies, working people, military garb and rustic interiors -- he was very good at depicting peeling paint and rotting wood -- Wyeth, who was the son of the well-known illustrator N.C. Wyeth, is responsible for one of the most recognized and beloved American paintings of the early 20th century, Christina’s World. Painted in 1948, the work was a stroke of luck and delayed memory. One day, as Wyeth happened to look out his upstairs window, he saw his next-door neighbor -- a young woman named Christina Olsen, whom he had been painting for some time -- crawling across a field of wheat. Christiana had had polio as a child. Later, Wyeth made sketches of the Olsen house, added a field surrounding it, and, as an afterthought, inserted Christina in a pink dress in the foreground.more from Artnet here.
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Since Wyeth's death it has become extremely tiresome to listen to the contnuous carping of the "art critics" who like to demean his work. In this case, apparently, Wyeth was too conservative, failing to incorporate the Avant Garde in his work. Thank goodness for that! His work is timeless, evocative, beautiful, and definitively artistic.
This is why so many of us who love art turn a deaf ear to the critics: I personally don't need someone to tell me what is and what is not art.
Posted by: Rick Mac | Jan 27, 2009 1:38:51 PM
I don't understand a sensibility that can't put Wyeth right next to Schiele right next to Kiefer right next to Morandi right next to Fischl right next to Stella right next to Morrisot right next to Hodler...
Posted by: Steven Augustine | Jan 27, 2009 7:13:46 PM
Stella...I think I used to have some sheets by him.
Posted by: Carlos | Jan 27, 2009 8:43:54 PM
Anyone remember when Tuli Kupferberg "improved" _Christina's World_ by painting it out?
Posted by: Elatia Harris | Jan 27, 2009 9:53:50 PM
No. Can't find a link either. My least favorite of all of Andrew's work, I must admit.
Posted by: Carlos | Jan 27, 2009 10:54:08 PM
Well, certainly, re-seeing this painting as a polio victim dragging herself across a rural field goes a way towards redeeming the Hallmarkish overtones of the painting's title. Names and titles (re-imagine The Beatles as called "The Liverpool Swingers" or F. Scott Fitzgerald as "Izzy Klemp" or Las Vegas as "Tonopahville") are more important to our perceptions than we casually admit.
Posted by: Steven Augustine | Jan 28, 2009 7:47:54 AM
What an utterly predictable piece of middle-brow damning with faint praise from someone obviously locked firmly within the inherited parameters of New York taste, a very conservative article. A shame, Wyeth’s achievement deserves more and I hope people that have long put to bed brainless pejoratives like “illustrator” and are willing to challenge them (rather than a slyly ambiguous mention – what does Saltz really think?) will work on doing his corpus justice with words.
It might be so obvious that it turns out to be completely wrong, but am the only one who can’t look at his pictures for any sustained period without thinking of Frost’s poetry, that bleak New England landscape with a kind of hidden horror to it?
Posted by: Jesse | Jan 28, 2009 12:49:42 PM
Well, PA is not New England, but I hope my drift was caught.
Posted by: Jesse | Jan 28, 2009 12:58:12 PM
Jesse, Wyeth and I go way back. I can remember when he was the only American artist the man in the street might have been able to name, when either you got Jasper Johns or you liked Andrew Wyeth, but you didn't speak their names in the same breath. His stature as an American classic, whether you admired him or middlebrowed him, took a huge tumble apropos the Helga Paintings, which were hideously funny. That was almost 25 years ago, and people would show up at Beaux-arts balls in platinum wigs, car coats trimmed with ric-rac, and vinyl boots, some even bringing a tree to grab onto. Nobody didn't get it. Cool people will not accept Wyeth for 15 more years, and then some hipster will do for him what Kurt Cobain did for Hushpuppies.
I think it's defensible to go on admiring any painter of skill and vision whose work is distinctive, regardless of whether you're in good company. Otherwise, as someone who paints and looks, you're about nothing but taste. The Wyeth revival -- whenever it comes -- will be about nothing but taste.
Posted by: Elatia Harris | Jan 28, 2009 6:00:41 PM
Elatia,
I remember seeing Wyeth's Helga pictures on tour, I was probably in my early teens or perhaps a bit younger. "hideously funny" didn't show up for me and I recall finding a couple of those works quite mesmerizing. It's his bleak landscapes, washy, punctuated with birds, the occasional stark interior (and here again the formula of a recieved sensibility, Staltz slips into visually obtuse Modern art critic mode when he talks of Wyeth's "photographic" quality which according to a tired script earns him relevance, Wyeth could be a little corny sometimes perhaps, but mechanical never) that I continue to find most rewarding.
I don't really understand your last two sentences, but I'm incredibly tired - will try again tomorrow. And Cobain and Hushpuppies? I just remember the plaid and a haircut I'd rather forget.
Posted by: Jesse | Jan 29, 2009 5:28:39 AM
Which is why hipsters (along with their first cousins, the trainspotters) are a distraction best ignored (or seen through) while trying to look at a painting. They tend to give good party, though.
Posted by: Steven Augustine | Jan 29, 2009 6:50:29 AM
I am the only one old enough to remember when Kurt Cobain bought Hushpuppies -- the least cool footwear around -- and started a megatrend? 1993, or thereabouts. But then, I can remember when Madonna and I were both young, too -- it happened the same year.
I think Wyeth is compared with illustrators, not with real painters, the way 19th century academic painting is compared to taxidermy; one thing you can always do before a dazzling skill set is to condescend. It's the same impulse that requires us to relegate very beautiful girls to the province of the empty-headed, and it's actually the same impulse that requires us to conflate awkward sub-competence and a quality of directness.
Time is on the side of great illustrators, however. Norman Rockwell will outlast Damien Hirst.
Posted by: Elatia Harris | Jan 29, 2009 10:01:54 AM
Wyeth brings out a spaciousness and bleakness that for me, brings on a feeling of isolation.
Never thought about it, but you are probably right Elatia, great illustrators will outlast everyone else.
I live with someone who supports herself through illustration.
Posted by: Dave Ranning | Jan 29, 2009 12:45:18 PM
"I am the only one old enough to remember when Kurt Cobain bought Hushpuppies -- the least cool footwear around -- and started a megatrend?"
Being much older, I even remember Paul Westerberg (The Replacements) saying Nirvana wasn't "real rock 'n roll" (and I agreed)...
Posted by: Steven Augustine | Jan 29, 2009 1:11:22 PM
Steven-
I thought Nirvana was a refreshing change, and a much needed slap in the face to the decaying rock of the time. I was living in Hollywood, immursed culturally with writers and musicians at the time , and the Seattle music scene shook the tired corporate decaying 80's world.
Those were interesting days, everything I touched turned to gold.
Posted by: Dave Ranning | Jan 29, 2009 11:10:57 PM
Dave!
I'm not saying that not being "rock n roll" (whatever it is, beyond Chuck Berry) isn't good. I still don't listen to Cobain's stuff for pleasure, but I appreciate what's strong (and what was fresh) about it; I recommend a similarly bifurcatable aesthetic judgment system to everyone! Being able to appreciate things I don't even like really helps, I find.
Posted by: Steven Augustine | Jan 30, 2009 10:20:47 AM
Steven-
I could not agree more. Genera's I had a total aversion to, I now enjoy (country music, being one).
Re program those entrenched neuro pathways!
Posted by: Dave Ranning | Jan 31, 2009 3:00:28 PM
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