Oh, the excitement I had when I came home from my last show at the Hinge gallery to see boxes from Barnes & Noble and Amazon on the kitchen table! Not only are these great books, but with the two gift cards I used, I got them for only $2.05. Noice.
On the other hand, the second book I'm excited to have gotten is making me want to actually read the content. In recent years, I've gotten really
intrigued with Andy Warhol's career. Without specializing his interest, he has become one of the most marketable artists of the 20th century (without being a tool like Thomas Kinkade: Painter of Lights). It's inspiring to me that someone could find this kind of success without having to specialize their efforts, or even dumb down what they do. Hmm, well, at the same time, I suppose his art was as dumbed down as it could be. That was the point. Even his dumb is brilliant. He was an illustrator, painter, photographer, printmaker, movie producer, music producer, and an actor. If he wanted to do it, he did it...and well.
This book was published by the Andy Warhol Museum in Pittsburgh (which I can't wait to visit one day). It's basically Warhol's B-sides and rarities album. It has a bunch of pictures of things from his past (like yearbook photo, diploma, early drawings), along with some quotes and tidbits of his life and work. It's pretty great.
If I had an apartment with a coffee table in it, this book would definitely be on it. Ahhh, more dreams of future apartments. Oh well, I will go now. G'night.
Whether it's politics, work, play, money, dinner, or art, my dad and I often disagree. The pinnacle of any art to him is that it looks like what it's supposed to look like, or in his words: it looks like something. Now, my favorite genres of art include Dada and Abstract Expressionism... not exactly your looks-like-something kind of art.
No spite intended, but there's certainly an ironic choice of title for this first book: Pictures of Nothing, by Kirk Varnedoe.
He goes through a history of nonrepresentational art and the importance it plays in our society. I haven't read any yet, but it sounds great. I do enjoy the pictures that I've looked at so far.
No spite intended, but there's certainly an ironic choice of title for this first book: Pictures of Nothing, by Kirk Varnedoe.
He goes through a history of nonrepresentational art and the importance it plays in our society. I haven't read any yet, but it sounds great. I do enjoy the pictures that I've looked at so far.
Usually, with art books, I get caught up in the pictures themselves and, despite a mild intellectual urge to learn, I don't end up reading the content. Oh well, this just means I no longer have to feel childish for rejecting books without pictures.
On the other hand, the second book I'm excited to have gotten is making me want to actually read the content. In recent years, I've gotten really
intrigued with Andy Warhol's career. Without specializing his interest, he has become one of the most marketable artists of the 20th century (without being a tool like Thomas Kinkade: Painter of Lights). It's inspiring to me that someone could find this kind of success without having to specialize their efforts, or even dumb down what they do. Hmm, well, at the same time, I suppose his art was as dumbed down as it could be. That was the point. Even his dumb is brilliant. He was an illustrator, painter, photographer, printmaker, movie producer, music producer, and an actor. If he wanted to do it, he did it...and well.This book was published by the Andy Warhol Museum in Pittsburgh (which I can't wait to visit one day). It's basically Warhol's B-sides and rarities album. It has a bunch of pictures of things from his past (like yearbook photo, diploma, early drawings), along with some quotes and tidbits of his life and work. It's pretty great.
If I had an apartment with a coffee table in it, this book would definitely be on it. Ahhh, more dreams of future apartments. Oh well, I will go now. G'night.
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