Sea City

In Seattle this week. Excited to meet my coworkers out of this city and get to play some.

PS. Tired. 422am eastern time. Have to wake up 6am pacific time. I don't even know.

Untitled, Twombly,1988

Untitled, Twombly,1988

“… and in the ponds broken off from the sky, my feeling sinks as if standing on fishes” - Rilke


Recently, I've rediscovered Twombly and I've come to appreciate him even more. Above is Twombly incorporating Rilke (!) into his art. Reading this cemented my admiration for him.

He's received various criticism for his works; many exclaiming their child can construct better art work or similar. Most know him for the chalkboard cursive scribble (below), Cold Stream (1966). But as a critic once stated, Twombly is in the same coterie as rothko or pollock, where the restraint and ideas that are infused are what makes their work great, pushing boundaries and redefining, or rather adding to, what art could be and how it could be re/presented.

The first piece with Rilke's scripture is an example of Twombly's (great) method. Twombly included words into the lexicon of what art imagery can be. His control of its size, color, and placement indicate that words could also share the same essence as those of shapes and familiar subjects.

I hesitate to share what my thoughts are on this 1966 Untitled piece (other than I like it), since each viewer should have their own intimate conclusion with the piece; but do pay attention to the placement of the word, the size, the color, etc.