![]() ![]() ![]() We do what we can within the limited scope of our own frail faculties and hope to be forgiven for unintended oversights. So I apologize in advance to all my many feminist friends and accept full responsibility for the personal biases of my own critical judgments. But they, like many other practitioners in either gender, tend to work in fields originally geminated by those first five I mentioned. I realize they all happen to be white male artists, but I can’t help that, even though I can with absolute confidence also proffer Frida Kahlo, Lee Miller, Louise Nevelson, Eva Hesse and Judy Chicago as exemplary exponents of a feminist ethos of nearly equivalent prowess. On my own hand there are five such titans: Cezanne, Picasso, Duchamp, Giacometti and Warhol. Naturally enough, which fingers depends on which hand, but after much consideration it seems plausible that a scant few were so gargantuan in their production of new visual values that one can literally trace the branches of the artistic family trees they planted. The artists of the 20th Century who can be said to be so influential and impactful, so important to the vernacular we use to even discuss art now, that their presence made possible the clearings in which whole clusters of others congregate stylistically, can almost be counted on the fingers of one hand. Some artists loom so large on our cultural landscape that their shadow covers everyone who comes after them, and indeed, some heavyweights even obscure the very aesthetic horizon that they themselves helped to construct. The side which things turn toward the dream is kitsch.”ĭream Kitsch, Walter Benjamin ca. Which side does an object turn toward dreams? What point is its most decrepit? It is the side worn through by habit and patched with cheap maxims. It is then that the hand retrieves the outer cast in dreams and, even as they are slipping away, makes contact with familiar contours. ![]() Technology consigns the outer image of things to a long farewell, like banknotes that are bound to lose their value. The gray coating of dust on things is its best part. “Images, our great and primitive passion…” Time-Ghost: Art After Andy The Biography of Andy Warhol by Blake Gopnikīy Donald Brackett Volume 26, Issue 1-2 / February 2022 17 minutes (4202 words) ![]()
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