Marcel Duchamp was also an Art Advisor


Marcel advised quite a few collectors and sold more Brancusi’s then anyone else in New York. But how did his clients know if his advise would be a good investment?

Andy Sues Lou for Walk on the Wild Side


Just kidding of course...but he should have. Or what about the Chinese Government and the Mao series? Meat market drag queen models from Ladies and Gentlemen? Miguel Bose? Anybody remember Rats and Star? Billie Squire ? Sticky Fingers? Rumoured to be either a picture of a certain well-known writer associated with Interview and Esquire or the former Factory assistant who went on to exhibit with Shafrazzi Gallery in the 80′s.
What else? In the end you can’t have your cake and eat it. The cover has Andy’s signature right on it. The pity is how many more of these spoiler suits is the Foundation going to put up with? We all get the artworld we deserve and The Foundation has done an excellent job. But if they have to spend the majority of their resources on defending sour banana suits, they might just call it a day.

Warhol in Florida


INTERVIEW ART BASEL 12.01 EVENT RECAP-artnet

 

Was it the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge bidding on our Warhol?


Emma Thompson, Olivia Grant , Jo Brand, Emilia Fox,David Baddiel, Caprice,
Queen Elizabeth and Andy Warhol makes for a strange party
. All turned out in support of the Helen Bamber Foundation at 86 St. James. Pollock FIne Art contributed the Queen Elizabeth the IInd drawing by Andy Warhol, a Marilyn 81 and a Dollar Sign all sold. The Mail on Sunday wrote Prince William and Kate Middleton were the bidders on HRH.

We don’t deny the rumour, as the buyer used Christie’s to phone the Bonham’s auctioneer.Pollock Fine Art is happy to have contributed to the worthy Helen Bamber Foundation.photos:Daniel Barnett.

Pollock FIne Art Supports the Helen Bamber Foundation


Emma Thompson and Rory Bremmer host a champagne reception & auction supported by Bonham’s auctioneer and Pollock Fine Art in support of the Helen Bamber Foundation which helps victims of cruelty.

Monday 3rd October 2011, 6-10 pm. ..we have contributed Warhols for the auction.

here is the link http://www.theartofsurvival.org/

SEX PARTS AND FRIGHT WIGS



12 May—5 Jun 2011
 Rod Bianco 
is pleased to present the first Norwegian exhibition of Polaroids and screenprints from Sex Parts along with the first gallery showing of Self-portrait with Fright Wig printed on cotton T-shirts. Other highlights include select Polaroids from Torsos, Querelle, Guns, Knives and Mick Jagger plus a rare New York Post (Madonna: “I’m Not ashamed”). Part 2 will open 9. june-14. august.
Sex Parts, Torsos and Querelle are unique in Warhol’s output for their male erotic content. Isolated from series like Marilyn, Campbell’s and other highly accessible works, Sex Parts is one of Warhol’s most personal works. It belongs to the darker and arguably more profound aspects of his output, closer to the Disaster paintings or Shadows then Flowers or Mickey Mouse.
The artist’s female subjects were mostly subjected to his own enlarged portrait format, whereas only male subjects (such as Elvis) were depicted as full-length figures. Sex Parts was a radical compositional departure and along with Torsos, his most focused figurative series. By emphasizing the body through extreme cropping (not unlike classical sculpture) Warhol allows no usual pictorial connection with the model. From antiquity to the modernity of Cezanne, Picasso or Bacon, numerous art historical references come to mind. Typically Warhol never explained himself. When a flustered Bob Collacelo asked what to do about Sex Parts, Warhol quipped  “Just call it art…”
Another important inclusion in the exhibition has an extraordinary history. For Christie’s NY May sale the catalog description of lot 16 Self-portrait and Fright Wig (estimate $30-$40,000,000.) uses the words haunting and hypnotic to describe the face of a “terrifying oracle”.
With it’s demonic grimace reminiscent of a death mask, Anthony d’Offay feared including this image would have been “tempting fate” for his 1986 Warhol show. At d’Offay’s insistence a complete second set of paintings from another source photo were realized, which included Christie’s present lot 16. Weather by accident or design, Warhol had made both a ‘good’ and ‘bad’ version of Self-portrait with Fright Wig.
Warhol made use of the original ‘bad’ Self-portrait in another medium, when he printed sets of T-shirts in black and pink for Keith Haring’s Popshop. After a few sold to several lucky customers, a twist of fate came from a chance visit by Fred Hughes (Warhol’s business manager). A few days later Hughes pulled them from Haring’s Popshop, recognizing that they were valuable works of art strictly meant for the gallery or a museum. Tragically Warhol died the following year, and these astonishing works remained hidden for over 20 years.
If Andy’s beatification has made him a pop saint, his Fright Wigs are his halo. No better picture of the wig exists than in the Self-Portraits executed so closely to his premature death. Like a libertine rock star he disarms the viewer with his cool gaze, while the ubiquitous platinum wig hair shoots out towards infinity. Considering these works posthumously requires a more complex reading than that of just another clever Pop commodity. The black ink of the printed face, floating across the pure white cotton of the T-shaped ground, seems to have been pre-destined for relic status. A significant discovery, considering there is no end in site for the public’s insatiable appetite for all things Warhol.
Sex has no history…but Sex Parts has won its place in Art History. With Sex Parts, we are privy to a personal aspect of Warhol some may find uncomfortably dark and claustrophobic. Sex Parts, weather found to be offensive porn or brilliant art never fails to engage us. Once viewed, Warhol’s voyeurism becomes our own. A final clue might be found in the 1985 work New York Post, where Warhol quoted his friend Madonna’s response to a nude pix scandal. IM NOT ASHAMED the headline shouts, and Andy might have thought the same.
Special thanks to The Andy Warhol Foundation, New York and Pollock Fine Art, London. All works copyright The Andy Warhol Foundation.
This exhibition is unsuitable for minors and strictly no photography is allowed.
For further information, please contact Sigmund Bakken for Press inquiries  +47 92428781.
www.rodbianco.com
image gallery  http://www.nrk.no/kultur-og-underholdning/1.7618026

JACK THE DRIPPER


EXT. GRAVEYARD – SUNSET - 1990′s

THE SHRILL SCREAM OF A SEAGULL’S CRY, PIERCES THE OTHERWISE QUIET SUMMER EVENING SKY.

THREE  DARKLY OUTLINED MEN STAND IN FRONT OF JACKSON POLLOCK’S grave which consists of an enormous boulder.

CENTERED, FACING THE STONE IS DENNIS OPPENHEIM , the renowned conceptual artist. As Dennis starts to tell a story, he pulls his long wavy  hair away from his face revealing a sly smile. A gesture he repeats every few minutes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

DENNIS

I sort of did it as an homage to Pollock, it was like a piece.

YOURS TRULY, STEVEN POLLOCK looks at the grave. Chiseled in stone is the name Pollock, perfectly replicating the artist’s signature in bronze.

STEVEN

Look how they signed his name in the memorial stone, weird.

DENNIS

It had snowed and I came down here and decided to write my name by peeing in the snow. I peed it out …O-P-P-E-N-H-E-I-M. It wasn’t easy, it’s a long name!

THE THIRD FIGURE, A SOFT-SPOKEN GERMAN VIDEO ARTIST is mumbling something.

SOFT SPOKEN GERMAN VIDEO ARTIST

You peed in the snow on Pollock’s grave and Pollock peed in Peggy Guggenheim’s fireplace…there’s a certain equlibrium to that. Like Nietzche, Fire and Ice.

Dennis

Rauschenberg signed his name with pee, nobody could pee as long as Bob.

R-A-U-S-C-H-E-N-B-E-R- G

Steven

Then there were Andy’s piss paintings. His best abstract work, and homage to Jackson.

To be continued!

http://www.dennis-oppenheim.com/

 


 

 

POLLOCK not the movie


paint on plaster, oil on canvas -Esteban Vicente sculpture and oil on canvas

INT. STORE FRONT ART GALLERY – EVENING

A SHARP FLICK TURNS ON A ROW OF HOT SPOT-LIT BULBS FROM THE LOW CEILING.
A LONE ELEGANTLY DRESSED FIGURE, GALLERY OWNER LOU POLLACK taps and prods the bulbs with his cane directing the glow of light to each work. Luminosity flows across the freshly whitewashed walls,  crystalizing the chosen selections of modern paintings and sculptures.
He steps back to survey his work, raising a mild smile he reaches into the breast pocket of his navy suit jacket and pulls out a pile of adhesive labels.
THE TOP ONE SAYS JACKSON POLLOCK, painting, oil on canvas 1951 and PERIDOT GALLERY 6 EAST 12th ST NEW YORK, NY. POLLACK sticks it to the wall, past the lower right corner of a yellow and black and white impasto painting consisting of short stabbing brushwork. It’s totally abstract and signed boldly POLLOCK.
He paces toward the wall behind a large amorphous plaster sculpture (which looks like the same canvas has morphed into a slaughtered seal). He sticks down another sticker JACKSON POLLOCK, sculpture, oil on plaster 1951. Pen in hand he makes a small notation -$2,000. Next to the same title on a sheet of A4 paper lying on the plinth. The list continues JAMES BROOKS, WELDON KEES, ARTHUR DREXLER, ALFRED RUSSELL, REGINALD POLLACK and ESTEBEN VICENTE- Scupture by Painters 3/27-4/21/1951 PERIDOT GALLERY.


EXT. BAR-SAME EVENING. RAIN & WIND

A round neon sign swings from a chain. JACKSON POLLOCK strides quickly in front of the door marked 32, the collar of his wet jacket pulled up high over his hunched shoulders. He stops and looks up at the sign…

JACKSON
(grimaces)
B-A-R . Bar.

He lights a Lucky Strike through cupped fingers and ducks through the door of the Cedar St. Tavern.
INT. DIM SMOKY BROWN BAR-two men and a beautiful young lady sit at a table. POLLOCK slumps down at the table with a double Grand-Dad on the rocks. ARTIST AND CRITIC BETTY HOLIDAY looks across at to his brooding rock-like skull and then turns to the eldest man on her left. TAKING THE CUE , PAINTER AND POLLOCK”S TRUSTED FREIND JAMES SMILES LOOKS AT POLLOCK (shouting across the bar-drone)

Jackson Pollock, Arnold Newman photo

JAMES

(shouting across the bar-drone)

Hey Jackson, do you know Betty?

JACKSON

Who?

JAMES

With a combined expression of sincerity and eagerness he leans closer to POLLOCK.

Betty Holiday, she’s written about the show at the Peridot for Art News. She liked your sc….

JACKSON

The Peridot? When is that anyway? More accolades! Never mind, how bout another drink?

Jackson twists his thick neck towards the crowded bar.

JACKSON

Is anyone here? Where’s Franz?

BETTY

I was fascinated with the sculpture…what was the source of the drawings that you glued across the sur…?

JACKSON

The figure, everything comes from nature or the figure.

BETTY

That surprises me! You who fought so hard to to make a new kind of picture, free of any figurative references.

JACKSON

Will somebody get me a fucking drink!

BETTY GETS UP THE SAME TIME AS THE THIRD MAN WELDON KEES and they bump into each other. Stumbling forward a few inches, Betty is now standing in front of Pollock.

POLLOCK

Yeah…

Stares at her long legs

POLLOCK

…yeah, it’s all about the figure

In an instance; he burps! she turns and he pinches her ass! She glares back at him, but her crimson lips can’t disguise a hint of a smile.Watching them Kees, a moustached dandy (part Disney part Dali ) regains his composure by standing erect and fixing the cuff of his jacket sleeve.

WENDON

I am getting another anyway….

James and Jackson are left at the table. Laying on the table surrounded by empty glasses and stuffed ashtrays are a few sheets of A4 type written pages. Sculpture by Painters, Peridot Gallery 6 E. 12 St. NY   by Betty Holiday ART NEWS

Jackson Pollock stops the show with a writhing, ridge-backed creature……

Weldon Kees

 

Reginald Pollack, Arthur Drexler, Alfred Russell

MR FRIEZE VS ACTION JACKSON


Jackson Pollock painting and sculpture, Estaban Vicente painting and sculpture, Sculpture by Painters 3/27-4/21/1951 Peridot Gallery NY

From world-famous Primrose Hill London, Steven Pollock arts promoter presents Warhol VS You.

Why Mano-a-mano? Inspired by Andy and Jean-Michel’s painting bout at Tony Shafrazzi Gallery in 1985, and also encouraged by the huge response to my extravaganza Warhol VS Banksy show at The Hospital in 2007 www.warholvsbanksy.com it seemed obvious to do it online. Considering the long-time Contemporary arthead’s penchant for decadence, a few gladiator-style fights could be a welcome change. Remember when Banks beat up the Bristol museum?

“Iiiiin this corner Mr. Frieze !”…by now everyone knows the Frieze Fair comes to London every fall, parking itself down the road in Regents Park. Along with the fair also comes the same dialogue “ Have you been to Frieze? Are you in Frieze? Do you have VIP tickets? “… Etc. etc. I do get it, it’s an excuse to party and lay out the latest fashions in Art and maybe make a lot of money. People work really hard to make this, but the feedback on the street is Déjà vu at best… or more vu jà dé (that eerie feeling that you never want to come here again). Asides, now it only makes so-so money.

AW might have breathed ‘corny’ witnessing the return of performance art, videos, the lectures, sound installations, educational workshops, podcasts, phone apps, grants panels, film screenings, curatorial programs, Sculpture Park, Frieze Foundation and Frieze Fund, etc. ad nauseam.


Like Mr. Frieze himself, there’s an awful lot of silver art this year. AW would have been at home, as he did silver first. At Frieze I think the silver wasn’t glam silver like the Factory or Lady Gaga, and it wasn’t sexy greying at the temples silver…it was more gold-envy silver.  Silver of course is what you keep last, the family silver, the candle sticks you grab, your molars and your childhood silver spoon. All the gold’s gone. Sad .

The dealers are gone too. Where’d they go? Larry? Thaddaeus? Jay ?! Used to be one of the more entertaining things to see at an art fair was famous art dealers in action. We looked on as they sat in the middle of their booths, or paced back and forth like caged lions about to make a kill-pure theatre! But at White Cube, Ropac and Gagosian something was missing; where were they?! Probably Scott’s, Cipriani or Christie’s. So if I am a collector, who is going to convince me to part with my hard-earned cash? At least at Gagosian the saleswoman were making a real effort with name tags and ankle length gowns, all business. Maybe that works for those galleries….maybe. But when I stopped by the booth of an aspiring mid-level dealer with fairly good art, I had the misfortune of asking a price from Smugly Betty. SHE delighted in telling me that the work I was asking about was sold. No attempt to lure me towards another work, or anything else. Fire her and get back in your booth and sell it yourself (you’re-not-that-famous).

WWWWWWWell at least those dealers finished making their booths, because the other trend was not to carpet your booth. Trust me…
carpet your booth….it looks better and you will sell more. Raw is 90′s.

OK I did like Bjarne Melgaard’s painting scanned from Screw magazine (if not for the opportunity to say I showed him in the UK first). Barjne’s latest canned transgressions can be found at www.rodbianco.com. Also nice to see work by Luigi Ontani, an old friend and arguably Italy’s best living artist? Also liked seeing Andy’s Lipton’s Soup and Mark Quinn’s hoodie in golden bronze holding a skull. It’s not east to get a skull into an artwork anymore.

Quinn’s gold statue managed to be both bling and look poor, which sort of says it all about this years fair. BTW there were absolutely no sculptures in the fair. Not a one…but there were a lot of statues. As in static realistic statues that one usually sees on a plinth under a pigeon, celebrating some forgotten military hero. I bet these statues were supposed to be cool because they celebrated nothing (or dystopia). One was just a bunch of actors, pretending to be statues doing nothing… reality art as in reality tv. That might be ok for somebody but whatever happened to sculpture?

I have a picture of a sculpture made by Jackson Pollock in 1952 and it’s really nifty. The art was in the family collection for one night and I find more comfort in that then if I had bought anything I saw at Frieze……stay tuned until next post!


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