Oh, I don't know. Coming from a man whose masterpiece was a tribute to Campbell's Tomato soup, making great lunches might be considered high praise indeed.
I admire Warhol for monetizing both his self-promotion and his artworks. There are a lot of pictures hanging on walls that are better than Warhol's, but his usually cost more to own. Entrepreneurial artists are now a dime a dozen, but he was a standout who changed the entire art industry to suit himself.
When I arrived in NYC in 1965 to go to law school, a college friend who'd interned on one of the (then-many) NYC newpapers recommended several restaurants and bars, one of which was "Max's Kansas City" steak house. That became as regular a hang-out as any steak house could be for an impecunious law student. It was only years later that I learned that Max's was a major hang-out for Warhol and his crowd. I never saw anyone like that there. Not even that really tall skinny model, what was her name? I'm sure I'd have noticed her. Steaks were good, though.
At was at a talk on The Spiral Jetty where Smithson was asked what he thought of a contemporaries desert living project (can't remember the name). Smithson seemed a little annoyed and said, it's nice if you like to live in pottery.
Why assume Warhol's remark was intended to be an insult? It's entirely typical of how he would discuss everything, sideways quips he employed to sidestep being pinned down. Warhol would say publicly say "everyone" was "great." Before becoming famous as a Pop artist, he was one of New York's most successful professional illustrators. He was no dummy, no one's fool.
well, Warhol was a Christian, of sorts, and he knew that he was not the kind of artist who people - the sort of people who never were going to be artists, try and understand, we are talking about almost every friend anyone has ever had, all the 100s of people we partied with under Titianesque sunsets, drinking one beer after another on the roof of the frat house, and the several hundred other people whom we liked to hang out with but who would not have felt comfortable enjoying life with us back in the day on the roof of the frathouse, drinking one beer after another in defiance of the odds that one of us would get to drunk to refrain from falling off the roof (none of us did, but that is not my point) - well, Warhol was a good artist, but not a very very interesting one, poor little guy. And he knew that and if you do not know his whole shtick was "I am sorry for my lack of talent, but look, I am trying to show some similacritude of luckier artists that me, Titian with his portraits, Leonardo with his precision" then you are missing what he was trying to do, with his little (and expensive, but still little) cries for help from his likable, I guess, but genius-deprived heart ... poor little man, remember he wanted to be liked, that is what the money is sarcastically and non-ironically about !!!
Poor Rothko was just a sad little man who humbly tried for sincerity, but people without sufficient love in their hearts are never sincere - God, i wish that I could go back to those boho days and tell Rothko that, and could see in his eyes some understanding of what I had just explained to him!!! Well, he never met me, but history tells us that he tried, and one thinks of him as someone who tried to show that he felt and knew what love is, by his allegiance to one version or another of varied and same colors - well you can make real coin off of investing in Rothko but you and me both know he was not, in his heart of hearts, an artist ....
none of this matters, if you are a young artist, try to paint a face, or draw a face, and if you fail try again. Don't worry about Warhol and Rothko, they had their day, and they had their rewards. if you are an old artist you know that you know as much about art as I do, try tomorrow to paint again as if you saw the world before the world had been so unkind to you.
My artist friends, remember this
EVERY day the world gets older
that is good for people who are happy because it is a blessing to live in a world where one is happy as that world gets older
that is good for people who are unhappy because everybody knows (even the poseur atheists) that God's plan for us is a good plan, and that those who suffer and who still pray to God have a beautiful future ahead of them
since it is good for the happy and the unhappy stop worrying about it, paint a good portrait
everybody, even the great sinners, can be a good sitter for a portrait, although if you are painting a great sinner, make sure to pray a lot
Robert Cook - in England - and even here in DC - many nominal Anglicans attend church every Sunday just for the music .
The biographers of James Joyce - all of whom readily admitted they did not understand him well - noted the same thing about Joyce, in his later years, that you noted about Warhol.
As for me, if I did not believe that Jesus rode (fix that typo - rose) from the dead and saved humanity thereby, you could not get me into an honest church on any Sunday even if they gave out free vintage champagne beforehand and primo cigars afterwards, with the choir from the Metropolitan Opera singing the musical parties of the liturgy during.
I would consider the clergy to be peddling a lie and I would not acquiesce in it.
But I am an honest person, not everybody is.
Maybe you are too, my young friend. Anyway, I hope so!
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23 comments:
Richard Serra and Georgia O'Keeffe could create a cross-country vulva.
30 people bitter about the success of others.
Popular topic today.
Oh, I don't know. Coming from a man whose masterpiece was a tribute to Campbell's Tomato soup, making great lunches might be considered high praise indeed.
Leighton sure walked into that one.
I admire Warhol for monetizing both his self-promotion and his artworks.
There are a lot of pictures hanging on walls that are better than Warhol's, but his usually cost more to own. Entrepreneurial artists are now a dime a dozen, but he was a standout who changed the entire art industry to suit himself.
Give me a happy Klee any day, though.
Catfights.
What do you think of Jasper Johns?
I don't.
Anyone can be an amateur shit-doodling hooligan.
I am sooooooo stealing that!
It wasn't an insult. Warhol was just a high-functioning retard.
I don't care who you are, that's just funny
Not retarded. He either was autistic or had Asperger's Syndrome.
"I want to be plastic," he once said.
Not a put on.
When I arrived in NYC in 1965 to go to law school, a college friend who'd interned on one of the (then-many) NYC newpapers recommended several restaurants and bars, one of which was "Max's Kansas City" steak house. That became as regular a hang-out as any steak house could be for an impecunious law student. It was only years later that I learned that Max's was a major hang-out for Warhol and his crowd. I never saw anyone like that there. Not even that really tall skinny model, what was her name? I'm sure I'd have noticed her. Steaks were good, though.
Now I'm curious. Did Jasper Johns make great lunches?
At was at a talk on The Spiral Jetty where Smithson was asked what he thought of a contemporaries desert living project (can't remember the name). Smithson seemed a little annoyed and said, it's nice if you like to live in pottery.
One of my favorite anecdotes is drunk Jackson Pollock hanging out with drunk Willem de Kooning:
"You're the greatest artist in the world."
"No, you're the greatest artist in the world."
Pollock was scared of de Kooning. de Kooning though Pollock was insane.
Pollock was the youngest of 5. Andy Warhol was the youngest of 4.
Why assume Warhol's remark was intended to be an insult? It's entirely typical of how he would discuss everything, sideways quips he employed to sidestep being pinned down. Warhol would say publicly say "everyone" was "great." Before becoming famous as a Pop artist, he was one of New York's most successful professional illustrators. He was no dummy, no one's fool.
“Warhol would say publicly say that everyone is great.”
New theory: Trump has Warhol syndrome.
I was hoping to see someone ripping on Rothko.
As much as I actually enjoy his paintings, the Rothko Chapel is a complete abomination.
well, Warhol was a Christian, of sorts, and he knew that he was not the kind of artist who people - the sort of people who never were going to be artists, try and understand, we are talking about almost every friend anyone has ever had, all the 100s of people we partied with under Titianesque sunsets, drinking one beer after another on the roof of the frat house, and the several hundred other people whom we liked to hang out with but who would not have felt comfortable enjoying life with us back in the day on the roof of the frathouse, drinking one beer after another in defiance of the odds that one of us would get to drunk to refrain from falling off the roof (none of us did, but that is not my point) - well, Warhol was a good artist, but not a very very interesting one, poor little guy. And he knew that and if you do not know his whole shtick was "I am sorry for my lack of talent, but look, I am trying to show some similacritude of luckier artists that me, Titian with his portraits, Leonardo with his precision" then you are missing what he was trying to do, with his little (and expensive, but still little) cries for help from his likable, I guess, but genius-deprived heart ... poor little man, remember he wanted to be liked, that is what the money is sarcastically and non-ironically about !!!
Poor Rothko was just a sad little man who humbly tried for sincerity, but people without sufficient love in their hearts are never sincere - God, i wish that I could go back to those boho days and tell Rothko that, and could see in his eyes some understanding of what I had just explained to him!!! Well, he never met me, but history tells us that he tried, and one thinks of him as someone who tried to show that he felt and knew what love is, by his allegiance to one version or another of varied and same colors - well you can make real coin off of investing in Rothko but you and me both know he was not, in his heart of hearts, an artist ....
none of this matters, if you are a young artist, try to paint a face, or draw a face, and if you fail try again. Don't worry about Warhol and Rothko, they had their day, and they had their rewards. if you are an old artist you know that you know as much about art as I do, try tomorrow to paint again as if you saw the world before the world had been so unkind to you.
My artist friends, remember this
EVERY day the world gets older
that is good for people who are happy because it is a blessing to live in a world where one is happy as that world gets older
that is good for people who are unhappy because everybody knows (even the poseur atheists) that God's plan for us is a good plan, and that those who suffer and who still pray to God have a beautiful future ahead of them
since it is good for the happy and the unhappy stop worrying about it, paint a good portrait
everybody, even the great sinners, can be a good sitter for a portrait, although if you are painting a great sinner, make sure to pray a lot
for obvious reasons. Proverbs 8
The sly almost-compliment is the highest form of insult.
New theory: Trump has Warhol syndrome.
Nonsense. That would require Trump to have comically bad hair ... maybe you're onto something there.
"well, Warhol was a Christian, of sorts...."
I guess you could say that...given that he was a Catholic who attended Mass every Sunday.
Robert Cook - in England - and even here in DC - many nominal Anglicans attend church every Sunday just for the music .
The biographers of James Joyce - all of whom readily admitted they did not understand him well - noted the same thing about Joyce, in his later years, that you noted about Warhol.
As for me, if I did not believe that Jesus rode (fix that typo - rose) from the dead and saved humanity thereby, you could not get me into an honest church on any Sunday even if they gave out free vintage champagne beforehand and primo cigars afterwards, with the choir from the Metropolitan Opera singing the musical parties of the liturgy during.
I would consider the clergy to be peddling a lie and I would not acquiesce in it.
But I am an honest person, not everybody is.
Maybe you are too, my young friend. Anyway, I hope so!
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