Saturday, September 28, 2019

Saint Louis Art Museum Visit

Vincent Van Gogh (1853-1890) Vincent Willem van Gogh was a Dutch post-impressionist painter who is among the most famous and influential figures in the history of Western art. In just over a decade he created about 2,100 artworks, including around 860 oil paintings, most of which date from the last two years of his life With his illness exacting an increasing toll on his daily activities, the last months of Vincent van Gogh's life were nevertheless his most productive. Amid gradually increasing recognition for his work, he entered a period of extreme fruitfulness during his final 60 days on earth. Vincent was establishing an entirely fresh Post-Impressionistic style as he advanced toward the day of his death, July 29, 1890, at the age of 37.
Max Beckmann (1884-1950) Max Beckmann was a German painter widely regarded as one of the major figures of the Expressionist and New Objectivity movements. He was born on February 12, 1884 in Leipzig, Germany. As a young man he studied the works of Paul CézanneVincent van Gogh, and Peter Paul Rubens. Beckmann served as a medic during World War I, his distorted angles, cynical self-portraits, and depictions of the grotesque aspects of humanity are often attributed to the trauma of his war-time experience. In 1933, the Nazi government dismissed him from his teaching position at the Stadel Art School in Frankfurt, and in 1937, he and his wife fled to Amsterdam where they lived for the next decade. After World War II, he was offered a position to teach at Washington University in St. Louis, and so he and his wife moved to America. Beckmann taught in different cities before settling in New York, where he was appointed as a faculty member at the Brooklyn Museum Art School. The artist died on December 27, 1950 in New York, NY.

Robert Henri (1865-1929) Robert Henri was an American painter known for his use of lively brushstrokes and simplified forms. Henri’s preoccupation with Édouard Manet and his depictions of urban life were influential to the young Ashcan School painters John Sloan and George Bellows. Born Robert Henry Cozad on June 25, 1865 in Cincinnati, OH, the artist changed his name around 1882 in order to dissociate himself from his father who had recently killed a man. Henri went on to study at the Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts in Philadelphia before continuing his education in Paris. Returning to Philadelphia in 1891, Henri befriended the younger painters Sloan and Bellows, who were working as newspaper illustrators at the time. As the artist began teaching a younger generation of painters, first in Philadelphia then at the Art Students League in New York, he became increasingly interested in pedagogical techniques, and later published the seminal book The Art Spirit in 1923. During his time teaching, he had a number of students that went on to become successful in their own right, including Stuart DavisEdward Hopper, and Yasuo Kuniyoshi. Henri spent much of the latter part of his career travelling and painting in New Mexico and Ireland. The artist died on July 12, 1929 in New York, NY. 
Thomas Hart Benton (1889-1975) Thomas Hart Benton was an American artist whose paintings, lithographs, and murals contributed to the Regionalist movement. Along with John Steuart Curry and Grant Wood, Benton captured rural American life during the 1920s and 1930s. His large-scale works functioned as commentaries on societal injustices. Reflecting the values of the working class, the artist often focused his attention on the plight of farmers in the Industrial Age. “I have a sort of inner conviction that for all the possible limitations of my mind,” he reflected. “I have come to something that is in the image of America and the American people of my time.” Born on April 15, 1889 in Neosho, MO, Benton started his career as a commercial illustrator before enrolling at the Art Institute of Chicago in 1907. Moving to Paris a year later, where he met and fell under the influence of the Mexican artist Diego Rivera. Returning to the United States during World War I, by the early 1920s he had distinguished himself as an outspoken opponent to abstraction. This change in attitude was inspired by a reappraisal of his Midwestern roots and a desire to make work that everyday people could appreciate. He went on to teach at the Art Students League in New York, where one of his pupils included the young Jackson Pollock. The artist died on January 19, 1975 in Kansas City, MO, where his former home and studio are currently a historic site and museum honoring his legacy. 
Morris Louis (1912-1962) Morris Louis was an American painter and founding member of the Washington Color School movement of the 1950s. His inventive painting technique utilizing vertical stains of color on raw canvas, was largely inspired by the work of Helen Frankenthaler.
Born on September 7, 1912 in Baltimore, MD, he went on to study at the Maryland Institute College of Art from 1929 to 1933. Following graduation, Louis found employment with the Works Progress Administration Federal Art Project in New York. Returning to Baltimore in 1943, his work became increasingly influenced by Joan Miró’s abstract works. In 1952, the artist moved to Washington, D.C., where, like his contemporary Kenneth Noland, he set out to deconstruct what constituted a painting’s formal properties. Tragically, Louis was diagnosed with lung cancer caused by extended inhalation of paint vapors at the age of 49. He died that same year on September 7, 1962 in Washington, D.C. The following year, the Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum in New York mounted a memorial exhibition of his paintings. 
Ellsworth Kelly (1923-2015) was an eminent American artist known for his abstract paintings. His use of bright colors, and simple shapes, contributed to the discourse of 20th-century painting. Born on May 31, 1923 in Newburgh, NY, he went on to study technical drawing and design at the Pratt Institute in Brooklyn. In 1943, he joined the army and worked as a camouflage artist, creating painted objects intended to misdirect enemy bombers. After the war, Kelly returned to Europe on a scholarship from the G.I. Bill. While studying in Paris, he befriended fellow American artist Jack Youngerman and saw the works of Pablo Picasso. He returned to New York in 1952, and established himself alongside Frank Stella and Al Held in rejecting the gestural brushstrokes of Abstract Expressionism with his pared-down Color-Field paintings. He died on December 27, 2015 at the age of 92 in Spencertown, NY. 

Art on view at the Saint Louis Art Museum and copy largely courtessy of ARTNET with edits by Wes Morgan. Note also the link to PBS video segment on Max Beckmann collection filmed at SLAM.  



Saturday, September 14, 2019

McNea Stories


I have a lifetime of memories that includes my marriage; my two kids and their marriages; and the arrival of remarkable grandchildren. To be sure, my life is full of fond recollections albeit flawed by some lack of accuracy and clarity. One central figure in some positive vignettes of my high school era is the incomparable Jim McNea. Regrettably, I have not been able to stay in touch with Jim as I became an adult. The beauty of that fact is that, for me, thinking of Jim McNea I am a young man with a world of possibilities and dreams for the future. Paraphrasing a famous movie line: When the legend becomes the truth – print the legend.  

The stories I share are consistent with a philosophy I am sure I gained from my mother. I have come to believe that the truth belongs to the teller. Knowing full well that I cannot fully capture the truth of a person from any printed account but I submit that vivid memories that always bring a smile are telling in their authenticity.

The Record Club
McNea’s father was in law enforcement. So, as a high school chum, you might think you could gain some insights on how to avoid trouble in Lakewood, Ohio – the city of homes. But we were not yet fully law-abiding mature adults. It was an age of vinyl  records. Your record collection was part of your identity in high school. Cat Stevens, David Bowie, Elton John, Lou Reed, The Doors, The Rolling Stones, Neil Young, Rod Stewart, Led Zeppelin, T. Rex, Chicago, Black Sabbath might be staples that were typically part of the Columbia Record Club advertising that featured some favorites. You get a great deal on a dozen albums in first order and all you gotta do is agree to pay full price for 10 records purchased during your 2 year membership. It was McNea who understood that he could beat that system. He was in until it was time to advise them that they could not hold him to the contract. After all, at 15 or 16 years of age he was a minor. (So, he would keep the initial collection with no further obligation. Thank you very much.)

Cruizin’ with McNea
By the time McNea got his driver’s license and acquired a kind of beat-up car to bomb around town. It brings a smile as I recall one such weekend outing with McNea at the wheel. Remember Jim’s dad was a cop. Getting pulled over on Detroit avenue could have consequences for our friend. He couldn’t have been more than 16 or 17 when he effectively pleaded with the police officer on Detroit Avenue. He didn’t mean to be speeding but the “the big kids were chasing us.” The officer let him go with a warning. When the coast was clear we laughed at Jim’s convincing act about alluding big kids on our tail in front of Manner’s Restaurant.

Scrub Club President
McNea was my teammate on LHS football team when we were in the que as Juniors to hopefully earn a place in the starting line-up. McNea was frustrated by the lack of playing time but made the the best of time as back-up. He declared himself the President of the Scrub Club. (We agreed that 2 minutes of playing time gets you eliminated from that organization. It was so much fun to laugh about our lowly status on the team at that point in time.) Later on, McNea had a playing time highlight. He and another player jumped on a fumble. He was always a team player but not happy about only being able to claim ½ of a fumble recovery after that play.

Rocket Robin   
My brother Greg and I have often recalled the point in time when the only way we would have a shot at playing hockey was to endure the madness of showing up when our club could arrange ice time. It was probably well after midnight on a school night when we found ourselves after a practice gathering at a diner on 117th street jumping and jiving to Michael Jackson singing Rocket Robin on the juke box. We laughed and rocked like there was no tomorrow. Rockin' robin, (tweet-tweet-tweet) Rock-rock-rockin' robin' (tweet-tweedilly-tweet) Go rockin' robin 'cause we're really gonna rock tonight (tweet-tweedilly-tweet)

Party at the Morgans
Greg and I called McNea when Dave Bruner sent us a message via instant messenger on Facebook.  Denise Deville also got a message like that too. Dave suggested reaching out to McNea as Jim might not be long for this world. Dave Haas had hinted at this news in July at the LHS 45th class reunion. Without knowing any details we couldn’t help smile at the Jim McNea we knew back in the day. He once learned from us that our parents would be out of town on a weekend night and used that information to declare that our house would be the place to party. His underground telephone chain and word of mouth resulted in a collection of classmates and friends at our house with their 3.2 Stroh’s beers and Boone’s Farm in tow. Our parents arrived home ahead of schedule. McNea was no-where in sight. My mom singled-out Denise saying “I’m especially disappointed in you, Denise.”  I assured my mom it was not Denise’s fault.  McNea was never identified at the instigator of that gathering but we spent some time raking beer cans out to the bushes in the coming weeks.

I ain’t dead yet
Greg and I called McNea and left a sort of rambling voice mail message in Septermber. He called back and assured us “I ain’t dead yet, but I appreciate the call.” The three of us has a pleasant conversation with a mixture of memories and updates. 

Jim McNea passed on October 12, 2019. Rest in Peace Jim.