L'ATELIER
ROBERT COANE
- THE CARAMEL AWARD -
WORST
ART DEAD OR ALIVE,
blunders
and Art-rageous attacks against Art
and Artists
...and the Winter 2003 - 2004
goes to...
the MUSEUM OF CONTEMPORARY ART, CHICAGO & the WHITNEY MUSEUM OF AMERICAN ART for their absurdly laughable retrospective of JOHN CURRIN Pseudo bad-boy extraordinaire
"...to dress up a turd and call it a CARAMEL!" |
Is
this a case of "the king's new clothes"? Look at
what this gushy duo of would-be esthetes has to say... Gleaned off the
internet where they attempt to proselytize.... MIND YOU, HE HASN'T SEEN THE SHOW YET.... AFTER VIEWING he foams: "Finally, someone who can inspire, frustrate and inhabit art history on canvas in America... Paintings that shock , inspire rueful laughter and hold up a searing mirror to the american mi se-en-scene. Knowledge of art history and the paintings of Mantegna , Courbet and Cranach will be rewarded at this show as will sensitivity to recent culture wars in america. There is some of the most aesthetically accomplished paint handling and "finish" put in service of portraying sheer beauty in a feminine love object." Straight out of the if-you-can't-dazzle-them-with-brilliance-baffle-them-with-bullshit school of thought, Mr. Bialos' writing, like Mr. Currin's painting, as enticing as a mashed potato sandwich. Confusing vomit with discourse? Yet again?
"...established
himself on the Map of the art world"??????
Another
Ross Bleckner meteorite destined to burn
and extinguish in the artistic Firmament!
Very much a Lisa Yuskavage,
"HUMORLESS",
I would say. Unless you find cheap shots and vulgarity
masquerading as humor "humorous".
What
difference is there between the much heralded Mr. Currin and a relatively
unknown pin-up artist such as
Paul
Corfield? Media hype
and corporate sponsorship on the one side and the fact that Mr. Corfield's
rendering is more engaging, better executed and delivers a great deal
more bite on the other. Mr. Corfield's is social satire; Mr. Currin's
nothing but frothing, unadulterated if disguised, misogyny.
Continues Kimmelman: "That his work goes from good to awful and back again, is a measure of his age and of his calculated ambition.” Yeah, RIGHT! Tell it to Andrea Rosen who created the monster that betrayed her by seducing and being seduced by Larry Gagosian! Self-proclaimed "BEST ARTIST" on the fast track, an arriviste concerned only with social climbing and the ladder of success, who could add the weight he so lacks and sorely needs if, for once, he got off the ladder-and-fast-track long enough to grow up and develop some depth in both his character and his art.
"Totally market driven," says designer Tony Vermillion, "...an ambition-driven egomaniac. Undeserving. The Whitney jumped the gun on this one. Filler. Nothing but filler -- one in ten works at best has any staying power -- a lot of really unmemorable fluff." Continues Klein: "If you’ve ever seen a reproduction of a Currin painting, you’ve seen a Currin painting. The images are flat and lifeless. That people think they resemble old master paintings shows how little they actually look at real paintings. What Currin's paintings are really like is advertisements for master paintings. They have no depth of field, nowhere for the eye to travel; they exist solely on the surface."
Trite and shallow, pretentious poseur, this half-baked Rockwell with a pissy-prissy attitude so full of himself, this self-contented hack, schlockmeister.... While there is no doubt that Mr. Currin is a capable painter and competent draftsman -- still undeveloped, still in search of a style he can call his own, still in need of maturation and life experience. His wooden, inarticulate figures beg for direction. He is at his technical best at still-life, where he doesn’t enjoy the luxury of self-satisfied gumption.
"Without
doubt, Currin offers good reasons to look at his work" writes
MAUREEN
MULLARKEY, a painter
and writer on art and culture. "But more
compelling are the reasons to look away, because the problems
with Currin do not lie in his brush. They lie in a deficit of meaning.
And in his disdain for his subjects. The over-riding character of
this work is a casual nihilism that disdains its audience as well.
Points out DAVID COHEN, Editor of ARTCRITICAL.COM:"For Rockwell, vulgarity is merely a side effect of his hackneyed strategies, whereas for Currin, it is the strategy itself." Cohen continues, "Currin is quite simply on a no-lose ticket (a good hiding to everything): bad painting with quality technique. Keep the theorists chattering and the buyers salivating. Conceptually, he adds nothing....He is a fashionable footnote to Picabia. And technically? It is here that one has to despair, because of what the warped prevailing taste for Currin says about actual sensibility for painting of the past. If sub-Rockwellism actually looks to taste makers and key educators to be on some kind of parity with the art from the raided image-bank of history, if old-master technique is merely an abstraction to be referenced, like a brand or celebrity's name knowingly dropped, then we are in trouble. If you think this sounds like Tory hysteria, that the old masters can stand their own, that a bit of lighthearted iconophobic misreading won't do them any lasting harm, just stand back and think through the practical consequences of such bad taste."
We live in a society that treasures trash, celebrates sensationalism, glorifies vulgarity and caters to a least common denominator. Mr. Currin's work is one that, as Hilton Kramer bluntly puts it in his 26 January review of Marc (another gem in the crown jewels of art) Quinn: The Complete Marbles for the New York Observer, "titillate(s) so many faded sensibilities...with an eager embrace of perverse, degraded or otherwise repulsive subjects." Mr. Kramer has so far chosen to totally ignore the Currin spectacle. Good for him. I can't. My mission is different.
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