The flowers are an abandoned painting from one of his students. The flowers are done in modeling paste so they have texture. He asked for it when it was cast aside. He glittered the background and worked up the flowers. He believes you can save anything. He has done glitter for over 30 years, every since he first went to Mexico. He has them all....some day....?He got into a rant on Facebook, as much as you can there, about the ubiquitous one color paintings that are so heralded. Being a maximalist they drive him up the wall. He wonders how or why this horse has not been put down. Surface and texture? Ok! They sit on the wall and match the sofa and disappear. Of course they are totally harmless. Nothing subversive and he believes that art is totally subversive and aggressive and should grab you and hold your attention both emotionally and intellectually. At least in the Facebook exchange he got to flirt with a pretty artist. A week ago he went to the museum. we have two very good
ones in Houston. He loves the MFAH. The painting galleries are mostly empty of visitors. They probably intimidate people. There was a show of mid century 20th century paintings from the permanent collection. What a disappointment. They looked so tired and boring and second rate. There must be better ones in the collection. The Rothko was wonderful and the Diebenkorn good and the Guston of that period good too. He likes Guston a lot, one of his heroes. He liked the Alshinskys from the Sweeney period.... and the rest, BORING. 6 red Richters??? give me a break and he generally likes the man's work . These reminded him of one color pictures already mentioned. Never got into the Johns....the Menil has much better and tougher. The Joan Mitchell..well He was never drawn to her work. Houston's Dick Wray can paint her and most in the show into the ground. New Mexico's St. Agnes Martin always leaves him Cold. The Big hall held only one picture; a huge Frank Stella Protractor picture that was wonderful in that empty and usually impossible space. He went up to the empty painting galleries to see what's new or rearranged. One of his favorites is the Rembrandt portrait of a anonymous woman. An early work and small, but absolutely wondrous.
You cannot say she is beautiful, but he has made her so. Rembrandt is always truthful. He even catches her "lazy" right eye. The lace collar and bow are painted so simply and yet look from a distance so detailed. This wonderful homely woman is just gorgeous. The Goya fishes were there. They take his breath away.