Saturday, May 31, 2008

Frank Gehry



ARTmostfierce is great fan of Architect Frank Gehry. In fact most of my design studio projects including my thesis used a similar architectural language and design approach. Gehry unfortunately like most great architects(Saha Hadid among them ) has ran into all sorts of obstacles while trying to get his designs come true.

Please enjoy this NY Times article written by NICOLAI OUROUSSOFF while I go and get my on my knees and my hands dirty gardening in the backyard. ARTmostfierce will  try his best to have a Martha Stewart kind of day ! ...Ha!
Enjoy!
More blog posts  coming soon!

Published: May 31, 2008
Mr. Gehry first tried to break into the city’s architectural scene in the early 1980s, when he was hired to design a town house for the Upper East Side doyenne Christophe de Menil. The project ended in tears for Mr. Gehry when she fired him over a glass of Champagne.

Nearly 20 years later, his proposal for a mega-Guggenheim Museum on the East River was shelved for lack of funds. His plan for the colossal Atlantic Yards development in Brooklyn remains a pet target of grass-roots activists. And his first major New York building, a headquarters for the media and Internet conglomerate IAC on the West Side Highway, was recently disfigured by an enormous logo.

So Mr. Gehry’s 76-story Beekman Tower, which is under construction just south of City Hall and whose latest design was released on Friday, should be considered long overdue.

Rising just south of the entry ramps to the Brooklyn Bridge, it will join an imposing cluster of landmarks around City Hall, including Cass Gilbert’s 1913 neo-Gothic Woolworth Building and McKim, Mead & White’s 1914 Municipal Building, early examples of the city’s deep romance with the sky. Draped over a classical shell, the tower’s crinkled steel skin is proof that the skyscraper has yet to exhaust itself as an urban art form.

Just as important, the design suggests that the city is slowly if hesitantly recovering from the trauma of 9/11. Only a few years ago, as plans were readied for a bunkerlike Freedom Tower downtown, it seemed as if the Manhattan skyline would be marred by jingoism and fear.

Mr. Gehry’s tower, by contrast, harks back to the euphoric aspirations of an earlier age without succumbing to nostalgia. Like Jean Nouvel’s recently unveiled design for a West 53rd Street tower, which suggests shards of glass tumbling from the sky, it signals that the city is finally emerging from a long period of creative exhaustion.

The design has evolved through an unusual public-private partnership. In an agreement with New York education officials, the tower’s developer, Forest City Ratner, agreed to incorporate a public elementary school into the project. Forest City was responsible for the construction of the school; the Department of Education then bought the building from the developer. (Forest City was also a development partner in the new Midtown headquarters of The New York Times Company.)

The Beekman Tower is thus a curious fusion of public and private zones. Clad in simple red brick, the school will occupy the first five floors of the building. Atop this base will be the elaborate stainless-steel form of the residential tower, which will have its own entrance along a covered porte-cochere between Beekman and Spruce Streets.

Only a few blocks from ground zero and Wall Street, the shimmering tower’s hypnotic pull will significantly reconfigure the downtown skyline.

A classical T-shaped plan and sharp corners give the building an unexpected heft. As the structure rises, its forms will step back slightly, subtly breaking down the scale and bringing to mind a series of stacked toy blocks. The pattern shifts at each break, setting the composition slightly off balance and injecting an appealing sense of vulnerability.

Yet what makes the tower so intoxicating is the exterior skin. Before dreaming up the design, Mr. Gehry checked into a room at the Four Seasons Hotel and spent days gazing out at the skyline. He experimented with dozens of configurations, from stoic to voluptuous, before opting for facades etched with a series of soft, irregular folds.

This pattern strikes a perfect note. The folds evoke rivulets of water, crinkled sheets of aluminum foil, melting ice; their effect will be heightened by light and shadow dancing across the surfaces over the course of a day.

Some of that emotion carries over to the interiors. The exterior folds are not merely decorative flourishes; they create a series of bays inside each of the apartments. The walls inside echo the dreamy, undulating pattern of the facade, as if the building were melting.

Mr. Gehry was not allowed to tinker with the layout of the actual apartments. But in today’s real estate climate, where brokers impose the most conservative limits on design to maximize profits, this detail should be considered a major victory.

If the project has a weakness, it is the disparate levels of creative energy invested in the building’s public and private spheres. Partly because of the budget constraints facing a typical public school, Mr. Gehry settled on a relatively straightforward design for the base. Its brick cladding, pierced by big industrial windows, verges on austere.

So far the school’s interiors, designed by the New York firm Swanke Hayden Connell, seem dully conventional. By contrast, the residential tower’s entrance is invested with all of Mr. Gehry’s characteristic flair. Wavy panels made of steel trelliswork hang from the entry’s ceiling; big squat columns frame views to a small public garden outside.

Such is the world we live in today. Under current circumstances the Beekman Tower is not a minor victory.

A lesser architect might have spoiled one of the most fabled views in the Manhattan skyline. Instead Mr. Gehry has designed a landmark that will hold its own against the greatest skyscrapers of New York. It may even surpass them.

Pixel Perfect...

How many of your photographs in your collection are the REAL DEAL ?

By this I mean if they are the original conception and instant image conceived by the artist or a backstage calculated and pumped up on technology steroids image reminiscent  of  all the major editorial magazines and publications.

Are you a fan and collector of REAL photography or you are simply falling for that perfect looking image that simulate a poster because there is no flaws in it?

How much value do these rather trendy and off the moment techniques add to the photographs?

Is  Photography as an art media evolving to accept this new technology and the days of instant imaging (Polaroid) are doomed?

How will these new technology fare with old good Classic Photography without all these tricks out of a hat?


ARTmostfierce had all these questions and many more on his head after reading this article in the New Yorker Magazine written by Lauren Collins . It is a very good article and I recommend that you read it (it is seven pages long) and find out what really happens behind the scenes.


ARTmostfierce was so extremely disappointed to find out that photographers like Phillip-Lorca DiCorcia, Patrick Demarchelier and Annie Leibovitz are among the many artists that do some serious professional backstage image manipulation changing anything you can imagine to achieve that perfect image.I was well aware of the fashion editorial photography but, not so much for book publishing and  specially REAL art collection photographs!
Another questionable example of the merging of ART and Fashion!

The guy responsible for most of it is Pascal Dangin and he is quite brilliant at it!
Not only he has an incredible eye to identify flaws but,  also how to correct them and even fool people with good trained eyes! This is the kind of guy that you want right next to you when you are about to buy a photograph. He will dissect it and put it back together for you in a matter of seconds! He is a genius!
 
Enjoy the article !
Let me know your thoughts!

For a charity auction a few years back, the photographer Patrick Demarchelier donated a private portrait session. The lot sold, for a hundred and fifty thousand dollars, to the wife of a very rich man. It was her wish to pose on the couple’s yacht. “I call her, I say, ‘I come to your yacht at sunset, I take your picture,’ ” Demarchelier recalled not long ago. He took a dinghy to the larger boat, where he was greeted by the woman, who, to his surprise, was not wearing any clothes.
“I want a picture that will excite my husband,” she said.
Capturing such an image, by Demarchelier’s reckoning, proved to be difficult. “I cannot take good picture,” he said. “Short legs, so much done to her face it was flat.” Demarchelier finished the sitting and wondered what to do. Eventually, he picked up the phone: “I call Pascal. ‘Make her legs long!’ ”
Pascal Dangin is the premier retoucher of fashion photographs. Art directors and admen call him when they want someone who looks less than great to look great, someone who looks great to look amazing, or someone who looks amazing already—whether by dint of DNA or M·A·C—to look, as is the mode, superhuman. (Christy Turlington, for the record, needs the least help.) In the March issue of Vogue Dangin tweaked a hundred and forty-four images: a hundred and seven advertisements (Estée Lauder, Gucci, Dior, etc.), thirty-six fashion pictures, and the cover, featuring Drew Barrymore. To keep track of his clients, he assigns three-letter rubrics, like airport codes. Click on the current-jobs menu on his computer: AFR (Air France), AMX (American Express), BAL (Balenciaga), DSN (Disney), LUV (Louis Vuitton), TFY (Tiffany & Co.), VIC (Victoria’s Secret).
Vanity Fair, W, Harper’s Bazaar, Allure, French Vogue, Italian Vogue, V, and the Times Magazine, among others, also use Dangin. Many photographers, including Annie Leibovitz, Steven Meisel, Craig McDean, Mario Sorrenti, Inez van Lamsweerde and Vinoodh Matadin, and Philip-Lorca diCorcia, rarely work with anyone else. Around thirty celebrities keep him on retainer, in order to insure that any portrait of them that appears in any outlet passes through his shop, to be scrubbed of crow’s-feet and stray hairs. Dangin’s company, Box Studios, has eighty employees and occupies a four-story warehouse in the meatpacking district. “I have Patrick!” an assistant to Miranda Priestly, the editor of Runway, exclaims in “The Devil Wears Prada,” but her real-life counterparts probably log as much time speed-dialling Pascal.

Please read more about this interesting article !

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Murakami Prints $$$$

Please enjoy the blog header photo this week by the talented photographer Andrew Valli!






ARTmostfierce recommends that while visiting the Brooklyn Museum and while enjoying the Takashi Murakami show, open up your purse and pick up a Murakami print for sale.

Yes, there is two styles and four different versions of each one. The 40 x 40 inches ( first image shown above) goes for $1,250.00.This one is also in a limited edition of 300. .The 20 x 20 inches(second image) is only $900.00 limited edition of 300.They are both still available in low numbers .


This is not my favorite image of a Murakami work ever but, they are made with such good quality and these images in particular are from his last painting series.

Murakami has done quite well in recent auctions(15.1 million one of his Lonesome Cowboy sculpture) and his work is getting a lot of mass appeal. If you are looking for an investment piece of art, I recommend taking a look at it.

You can't ...buy it over the phone, the Internet nor they will hold it for you (OK divas!)...SO if you want it, march your ass to Brooklyn, go and see the show and it is for sale on the last room of the show(a lot of people had missed it so keep your eyes open while in the last room!).

By the way it is already on E-bay.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Winners of NY Photo Festival











New York Photo Award 2008 Winners!!!!!

Congratulations to all the winners specially Edgar Martins, winner in the Personal/Fine Art Series . One of his photos The Accidental Theorist is shown in the above blog header. Artmostfierce conducted an interview with Edgar Martins posted on April 29,2008. Scroll below and read it !
Go and get Edgar Martins Topologies book at Aperture and check out his limited edition prints. Great photos and worth the investment!

Collectors keep an eye on these names listed below.




Student Personal Fine Art Series - Anna Skladman
Student Personal Fine Art Single Image - Alana Celii
Student Book - Tiana Markova-Gold
Student Editorial Series - Tobias Kruse
Student Editorial Single Image - Gratiane de Moustier
Multimedia - Photo/Audio - Two Winners..."The Ninth Floor" by Jessica Dimmock & MediaStorm/"Curse of the Black Gold" by Ed Kashi & MediaStorm
Multimedia - Photo/Video - "Bearing Witness" a Reuters/MediaStorm Collaboration
Personal/Fine Art Series - Edgar Martins
Personal/Fine Art Single Image - Jessica Todd Harper
Editorial Series - Paula Bronstein
Editorial Single Image - Two Winners...Ibraheem Abu Mustafa & Adem Hadei
Photography Book - Amy Stein
Advertising Series - John Offenbach
Advertising Single Image - Jason Bell

Winners received a PowerShot G9 Digital Camera from Canon, along with their awards.

Meet The Jury
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Photography
Tim Barber
Elisabeth Biondi
Frank Evers
Lauren Greenfield
William Hunt
Charlie Melcher
Daniel Power
Jody Quon
Benjamin Trigano
Meagan Ziegler-Haynes

Multimedia/Video
Meredith Birkett
Snorri Bros
Greg Clayman
Lauren Greenfield
Frank Evers
Bjarke Myrthu

Monday, May 19, 2008

The Picture Show









OMG... too much to do tomorrow evening. Here is another great event.

Happy Shopping$$$$

ARTmostfierce might have to check this one too!

Show& sell exhibition and silent auction of photographic prints at the chelsea art museum. Tue, May 20, 2008 silent auction from 6p-9pwinners announced at 9ppack and carry from 9p-10pproceeds go to coalition for the homeless/camp homeward bound



Featuring works by: Lamia AbillamaJerome AlbertiniLaurent AlfieriLucas AllenTom AllenDavid ArmstrongLachlan BaileyJohn BalsomErin BantaTim BarberJames BennettLynn BlodgettKarl BlossfeldtBoogieBela BorsodiMark BorthwickJohn BrattinRobin BroadbentMatthew BrookesGreg BroomAble BrownThomas C. CardPatrick CariouCatherine ChalmersJesse ChehakChristopher ChenierFabio ChizzolaFaubel and ChristensenRobert ClarkTodd ColeAlessandro D'AndreaBenedict DeLorenzoJeff DentonDrew DiSalvoBenjamin DonaldsonMax DoyleConor DuffyJoanne DuganMartin EderAdam FedderlyRobert FimmanoLola FlashChris FloydRichard FoulserAlec FriedmanNicholas FriedmannRafael FuchsClaudia GalindoAdrian GautTierney GearonAndrea GentlGlenn GlasserMario GodlewskiNathaniel GoldbergMarcelo GomesKaren GossRobin GraubardChristopher GriffithBob GruenJohn GuerreroFrancois HalardShuli HallakPamela HansonGreg HarrisNick HaymesDavid HazanAlec HellDerek HendersonAndrew Hetherington Todd Hido Matthew HiseAlex HoernerRainer HoschDitte IsagerDean IsidroDrew JarrettMatt Jones Thatcher Keats Sebastian KimLiz KlebiekoJesse KoechlingNikolas KoenigAndreas KonrathFrederic LagrangeAaron LampellKent LarssonGail LeboffLemont Le Moing Nicholas LordenRoxanne LowitFinlay MacKayPaul MaffiCarlotta ManaigoBecci MansonTodd MarshardDan MartensenChristina MartinezRobert MaxwellMary McCartneyGlynnis McDarisToby McFarlan PondAlasdair McLellan Patrick McMullan Randall MesdonCristiano MorroyGerrard NeedhamMinh NgoAnthony O'DwyerAlice O'MalleyKate OrneSkye ParrottVirginia ParrottAlessandra PetlinBryce PinchamChad PitmanPlatonRon PownallGabrielle RevereMischa RichterJono RotmanCraig SalmonVictoria SambunarisRobert SantiagoTamara SchlesingerStewart ShiningChris ShipmanVanina SorrentiJerry Spagnoli Amy Stein Jock Sturges Christopher SturmanTakuMei TaoAlistair Taylor YoungAnna TuckerJens UmbachJosh van GelderMariano VivancoMatthias VriensWataruEric WeeksWilliam WegmanJan WeltersJana WilliamsChristian WitkinAnna WolfTom WoolYelena YemchukGretchen Zufall

International Contemporary Furniture Fair





For furniture lovers, check this show!


http://www.icff.com/page/home.asp




Artists Absorb Israel’s Six Decades, and Move On !



Not “The Last Supper”: Israeli soldiers and a work by Adi Nes at the Israel Museum, Jerusalem.





ARTmostfierce had a busy weekend with the NY Photo Festival, family graduation visit and a couple of benefits that are up this week...never enough time!

In the meantime...
Please enjoy this article by Ethan Bronner of the New York Times. Adi Nes's work is discussed
and he is quite know already in the New York art circles. Check out his work and keep an eye on him.

JERUSALEM — At first glance it seems a straightforward if animated photograph of Israeli soldiers in a mess hall: uniformed young men chatting, pouring, laughing, smoking at a set of utilitarian tables bearing metal bowls and nondescript food. But it doesn’t take long to sense that the scene is spiritually and sexually charged. The men are a little too handsome and draped a little too casually over one another, and their group pose is a little too evocative of a certain iconic meal.

Adi Nes’s untitled work is widely known as his “Last Supper,” and its homoerotic challenge to Israeli machismo and its reference to the Christian message of looming betrayal and death have made the photograph one of the better known pieces of contemporary art in Israel. Along with 59 other works, including videos and interactive installations, it is featured in an ambitious, sometimes macabre and often witty show at the Israel Museum here.
Called “Real Time: Art in Israel, 1998-2008,” the exhibition is one of six to be rolled out over the coming months to mark Israel’s 60th anniversary. There will be one show for each decade of the country’s existence, each in a different museum across the country.
The Israel Museum, which, under its director, James S. Snyder, likes to think big and make waves, chose the most recent decade for its show. And while it can be hard to gauge the durability of new art, Mr. Snyder and a curator of the show, Amitai Mendelsohn, say that Israeli artists are undergoing a rare flowering, gaining international recognition for works that make universal statements about very Israeli phenomena.
“We have entered a kind of dream-come-true period, meaning Israeli art has turned very international without losing its Israeli feel,” Mr. Mendelsohn said.
A soaring number of Israeli artists are enjoying solo exhibitions in the United States, including Sigalit Landau, whose eerie, dreamlike installations are on view at the Museum of Modern Art; Barry Frydlender, whose large digitally compressed color photos of daily life here were shown at MoMA last year; and Yael Bartana, whose videos will be at P.S. 1 in Queens in the fall. All are represented in the Israel Museum show.
“I think this success is partly about artistic maturation, absorbing their heritage and moving on,” Mr. Snyder, who was hired from MoMA 12 years ago, said on a recent walk-through of the show, which continues through Aug. 30.
“There has been a kind of synthesis into modernity,” he added. “These artists grew up here and absorbed 60 years of history and integrated it into their worldviews.” Some of the strongest pieces are digital and video works, he said, “and this too is very representative of Israel, which is undergoing a high-tech boom.”
All of those trends are reflected in a video by Ms. Bartana of the two minutes of stillness observed on the country’s Memorial Day for the fallen in Israel. Each year, in April or May, a piercing siren is heard across the land, and Israelis of all stripes stop what they are doing — including driving — and stand in a haunting, unitary silence.
Ms. Bartana’s video is shot from a bridge above a Tel Aviv highway. At first cars whiz through a tunnel. Suddenly, a few stop, and their doors open. The drivers emerge. Others follow. The drivers stand, their minds doubtless caught between their individual concerns and their collective identity. Some parts are shot in slow motion and manipulated so that vehicles vanish or pull along ghosts of themselves, forcing the viewer to contemplate what the ritual means. The piece is called “Trembling Time.”
Most of the 40 artists in the show were born after the 1967 Six-Day War, a watershed in Middle East history. It is hard to know what that suggests about their perspectives. But the artists are relatively young and seemingly less burdened by the need to embrace or reject Zionist history or by the sense of isolation that typified life in Israel until the 1990s, when the Arab boycott against the country collapsed, cable television arrived and the Internet took over consciousness.
Artists react to artistic tradition, speaking across generations to, and of, their colleagues, but also often to the specific moment in which they are creating. The decade this group represents, 1998 to 2008, was seemingly event-filled — the attacks of Sept. 11 in the United States, the war in Iraq, the second intifada (or Palestinian uprising), Israel’s withdrawal from Gaza and the war between Israel and the Lebanese militia Hezbollah. Yet there has been little serious art focused on those events in this country.
Vered Vinitzky-Seroussi, a sociologist at Hebrew University who wrote an essay on the decade for the show’s catalog, says the period being addressed was one of indifference — “with nothing new to say, no new song, no refreshing or exciting project, no youth, nothing innovative or original in Israeli society.”




Thursday, May 15, 2008

Gap & The Whitney Museum T-shirts







ARTmostfierce recommends getting one of these walking art creations!
For $28.00 USD is definitely a look!

Eric LoPresti@ Like The Spice Gallery





ARTmostfierce was invited to an studio visit for emerging artist Eric LoPresti sponsored by the auction house Phillips DePury.


Eric's paintings are combination of oil and airbrush on linen .Most of his paintings are manifested as diptychs in which one side has a complete abstract expression vs. a quite crafted , insightful and detailed visual that makes us think of the some of the world most current events.
A good example of it is the second diptych painting (Untitled) in which an image from Iraq can be as familiar as a neighborhood somewhere in Florida or Los Angeles in the moment of being hit by a missile. There is a lot of reflexion, insinuation and hidden messages in his paintings but, I want you to be the judge so please, go to the opening tomorrow night and see for yourself . For more info please see links below or contact Marisa Sage at Like The Spice Gallery. Don't miss it!


ERIC LOPRESTI
FORCE AGAINST FORCE

May 16 - June 8, 2008
Opening: Friday May 16, 6:30 - 10pm

LIKE THE SPICE GALLERY
224 Roebling Street at South 2nd, Williamsburg
Hours: Mon, Wed - Sat 12-8pm Sun 12-7pm (closed Tues)


http://likethespice.com/force.html
http://www.ericlopresti.com/

info@phillipsartexpert.com
http://www.phillipsartexpert.com/forums/9/346/

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Bacon Triptych Auctioned for Record $86 Million


Sotheby's/Associated Press
This undated photo released by Sotheby's shows the three panels of Francis Bacon's "Triptych, 1976."



ARTmostfierce keeps asking...What Recession ?
The auction results from last night at Sotheby's keep proving the art market continues to thrive no matter the current economic situation.
Please read article written by Carol Vogel of the New York Times.
Enjoy!

Triptych by Francis Bacon brought $86.3 million on Wednesday night at Sotheby’s, becoming the most expensive work of contemporary art ever sold at auction and a retort to doomsayers who had predicted that the art market would falter seriously this season because of broad economic anxieties.


“Recession? What recession?” Barbara Gladstone, a Chelsea dealer, said jokingly as she was leaving the salesroom.

Although the sale had top-quality art and dealers predicted it would be a success, it went well beyond even the auction house’s expectations, bringing in $362 million, above the sale’s high $356 million estimate. Only 10 of the 83 works failed to sell, and 18 artist records were set for names ranging from Yves Klein and Piero Manzoni to Tom Wesselmann and Takashi Murakami.

By far the most exciting moment of the evening was when “Triptych,” Mr. Bacon’s comment on his own angst — a vast (each of the three panels measures about 6 ½ feet by 5 feet) and densely painted allegorical painting came up for sale. Three telephone bidders went for the painting, which was being sold by the Moueix family, producers of Château Pétrus wines. Hailing the painting as “a landmark of the 20th-century canon,” Sotheby’s had estimated it would sell for $70 million.

(Final prices include the commission paid to Sotheby’s: 25 percent of the first $20,000, 20 percent of the next $20,000 to $500,000 and 12 percent of the rest. Estimates do not reflect commissions.)

Two monochrome works by the artist Yves Klein fetched giant prices. Offered from the collection of Walther Lauffs, a German industrialist who died in 1981, and his wife, Helga, “MG9” (1962), a gold leaf on panel, proved wildly popular. It carried an estimate of $6 million to $8 million, but Philippe Ségalot, a Manhattan dealer, bought the painting for $23.5 million. Mr. Ségalot, who spoke French on a cellphone as he bid, also bought “IKB1,” a 1960 deep blue canvas that had been expected to bring $5 million to $7 million but fetched $17.4 million. (As soon as the hammer fell on both paintings, speculation started spreading through the salesroom that Mr. Ségalot was bidding for François Pinault, the luxury goods magnate and owner of Christie’s, but Mr. Ségalot declined to comment on the buyer for whom he was bidding.)

Abstract images have been strong sellers in general this week. Gerhard Richter’s “Abstract Picture” from 1990, a dreamy canvas of yellows, violets, blues and orange, went for $15.1 million, far above its $5 million to $7 million estimate. The buyer was yet another mystery telephone bidder.

Marianne Boesky, who for years had represented Mr. Murakami before he jumped to the powerhouse Gagosian Gallery two years ago, was selling one of the artist’s outrageous sculptures, “My Lonesome Cowboy,” another cast of which is on view as part of the artist’s retrospective that opened last month at the Brooklyn Museum of Art. The sculpture of the naked cowboy brought another record price, selling to a telephone bidder for $15.1 million, nearly four times its $4 million high estimate.

Mr. Murakami, wearing his signature baggy blue jeans and his hair in a ponytail, was standing in the back of the salesroom on Wednesday night. People in the audience believed he spent $1.1 million for a 2001 sculpture by the Japanese artist Yoshitomo Nara, “Light My Fire,” a sculpture of a child on a tree stump holding a flame.

Three works by the art world titan Robert Rauschenberg were on offer Wednesday night, and his death this week at 82 prompted avid speculation on how they would fare. Historically, auction prices tend to dip immediately after an artist dies in anticipation that long-withheld works will flood the market.

But “Overdrive,” a 1963 silkscreen collage incorporating images of a bird, a stop sign, a one-way street sign and other objects, made yet another record price, bringing $14.6 million. Sotheby’s had thought it would make $10 million to $15 million.

The evening had one particularly pricey bump: “Orange, Red, Yellow,” an abstract Rothko in dense tones from 1956, was expected to fetch $35 million. It was being sold by Heinz Eppler, a philanthropist and collector from New York and Palm Beach, Calif. There were no bids for the painting, which failed to sell. A small triangle by the lot number indicated that Sotheby’s had a financial interest in the painting. Before the sale, some contemporary-art dealers said they had heard that Sotheby’s had purchased it in partnership with Robert Mnuchin, a Manhattan dealer. Perhaps there were too many red Rothkos for sale this week. On Tuesday night at Christie’s, a Rothko in reds and yellows went for $50.4 million, a highlight of that sale.

But Pop Art was still had its day. A Tom Wesselmann, “Great American Nude No. 48,” a 1963 roomlike assemblage that includes a radiator and window illumination, brought another record price, selling for $10.6 million, above its $8 million high estimate. (Another Wesselmann, “Smoker #9, 1973,” a painting in the shape of a woman’s red lips inhaling smoke, set a record for the artist’s work at auction on Tuesday night at Christie’s, going for $6.7 million.

Jose Mugrabi, the Manhattan dealer, bought Warhol’s “Detail of the Last Supper (Christ 112 Times)” from 1986 for $9.5 million. Measuring 6 feet by 35 feet, it presents a black grid with the face of Christ outlined in yellow. It seemed like a good price considering the low estimate was $10 million.

Peter Brant, the newsprint magnate was a big seller last night. One of Richard Prince’s early supporters he was parting with “Millionaire Nurse,” from 2002. one of the artist’s paintings inspired by the covers of erotic pulp fiction from the 1940s. In this painting, his nurse is wearing a white surgical mask. While it had been estimated to sell for $3.5 million to $4.5 million, five bidders went for the work which ended up selling for $4.2 million or $4.7 million including Sotheby’s fees. (On Tuesday night, Christie’s auctioned a Prince nurse painting from the same year for a record $7.3 million.) Even more subtle canvases had their appeal. “Achrome,” a sensual, layered white canvas by Piero Manzoni, also brought a record price. Franck Giraud, Mr. Ségalot’s partner, beat out five bidders to buy the painting for $10.1 million, well above its $6.5 million estimate.

After the sale, as the crowds were milling around talking about the evening, everyone seemed stunned by the large sums of money that were spent. “I don’t understand why it did so well if the economy was mediocre,” said Mr. Mugrabi. “Maybe people feel safer with art.”

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Robert Rauschenberg, Titan of American Art, Is Dead at 82


ARTmostfierce is a big fan of the works of Robert Rauschenberg.
Sadly, he died last night at the age of 82 years old. Please read the great article written by Michael Kimmelman of the The New York Times.

Published: May 14, 2008

By Michael Kimmelman
Robert Rauschenberg, the irrepressibly prolific American artist who time and again reshaped art in the 20th century, died Monday night. He was 82.

He died of heart failure, said Arne Glimcher, chairman of PaceWildenstein, the artist's gallery in Manhattan.

Mr. Rauschenberg’s work gave new meaning to sculpture. “Canyon,” for instance, consisted of a stuffed bald eagle attached to a canvas. “Monogram” was a stuffed Angora goat girdled by a tire atop a painted panel. “Bed” entailed a quilt, sheet and pillow, slathered with paint, as if soaked in blood, framed on the wall. They all became icons of postwar modernism.

A painter, photographer, printmaker, choreographer, onstage performer, set designer and, in later years, even a composer, Mr. Rauschenberg defied the traditional idea that an artist stick to one medium or style. He pushed, prodded and sometimes reconceived all the mediums in which he worked.

Building on the legacies of Marcel Duchamp, Kurt Schwitters, Joseph Cornell and others, he thereby helped to obscure the lines between painting and sculpture, painting and photography, photography and printmaking, sculpture and photography, sculpture and dance, sculpture and technology, technology and performance art — not to mention between art and life.

Mr. Rauschenberg was also instrumental in pushing American art onward from Abstract Expressionism, the dominant movement when he emerged during the early 1950s. He became a transformative link between artists like Jackson Pollock and Willem de Kooning and those who came next, artists identified with Pop, Conceptualism, Happenings, Process Art and other new kinds of art in which he played a signal role.

No American artist, Jasper Johns once said, invented more than Mr. Rauschenberg. Mr. Johns, John Cage, Merce Cunningham and Mr. Rauschenberg, without sharing exactly the same point of view, collectively defined this new era of experimentation in American culture. Apropos of Mr. Rauschenberg, Cage once said, “Beauty is now underfoot wherever we take the trouble to look.”

Cage meant that people had come to see, through Mr. Rauschenberg’s efforts, not just that anything, including junk on the street, could be the stuff of art (this wasn’t itself new), but that it could be the stuff of an art aspiring to be beautiful — that there was a potential poetics even in consumer glut, which Mr. Rauschenberg celebrated. “I really feel sorry for people who think things like soap dishes or mirrors or Coke bottles are ugly,” he once said, “because they’re surrounded by things like that all day long, and it must make them miserable.”

The remark reflected the optimism and generosity of spirit that Mr. Rauschenberg became known for. His work was likened to a Saint Bernard: uninhibited and mostly good-natured. He could be the same way in person. When he became rich, he gave millions of dollars to charities for women, children, medical research, other artists and Democratic politicians.

A brash, garrulous, hard-drinking, open-faced Southerner, he had a charm and peculiar Delphic felicity with language that nevertheless masked a complex personality and an equally multilayered emotional approach to art, which evolved as his stature did. Having begun by making quirky small-scale assemblages out of junk he found on the street in downtown Manhattan, he spent increasing time in his later years, after he had become successful and famous, on vast international, ambassadorial-like projects and collaborations.

Conceived in his immense studio on the island of Captiva, Fla., these projects were of enormous size and ambition; for many years he worked on a project that grew literally to exceed the length of its title, “The 1/4 Mile or 2 Furlong Piece.” They generally did not live up to his earlier achievements. Even so, he maintained an equanimity toward the results. Protean productivity went along with risk, he believed, and risk sometimes meant failure.

The process — an improvisatory, counterintuitive way of doing things — was always what mattered most to him. “Screwing things up is a virtue,” he said when he was 74. “Being correct is never the point. I have an almost fanatically correct assistant, and by the time she re-spells my words and corrects my punctuation, I can’t read what I wrote. Being right can stop all the momentum of a very interesting idea.”

This attitude also inclined him, as the painter Jack Tworkov once said, “to see beyond what others have decided should be the limits of art.”

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http://www.nytimes.com/2008/05/14/arts/design/14rauschenberg.html?pagewanted=2&_r=2&adxnnlx=1210698091-GM%200IO0whTamBABVRrNlqg

ACRIA Unframed Event May 20



ARTmostfierce has been a strong supporter of ACRIA for many years.
Young collectors and avid ones, this is your opportunity to get some great deals from emerging artists.There is also a silent auction with fantastic artist works.

In case you don't know about ACRIA and the services this organization provides, please click link below for more information.

There is also a store option in their web site in which you can also purchase great limited editions from previous events.
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Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Edgar Martins Topologies Book @ Aperture Foundation







Please enjoy the blog header photo this week by Edgar Martins titled The Accidental Theorist.


ARTmostfierce recommends the new Topologies book by Edgar Martins published by Aperture Foundation.







For art collectors , do not miss his limited edition of two prints also available at Aperture



For more info please find links below or contact Kellie McLaughlin Manager of Limited Edition Prints at 212.505.5555.




Limited Edition Print By Edgar Martins
The Accidental Theorist, 2007
Edgar Martins
Price $ 1500.00
Paper: 17" X 20 1/6"

Image: 13 1/16" X 16 5/8"

C-print

Signed and numbered
by the artist

Presented in an archival
paper folder

Edition of 40 and
4 artist's proofs





Here is a brief summary review of the book followed by an interview with Edgar Martins.



Enjoy!


Edgar Martins photographs have an absence of life, a paucity of purpose, and a sense of the uncanny that permeates the silence of them, whose scenes, like a black hole, seem to have consumed all traces and signs of life. The sun has been usurped, in its absence, by a mysterious source of lighting, that pushes back the blackness of the night and we are obliged to fill in the absences that it relentlessly exposes. All that represents the ambience of a holiday beach is missing. The pervasive tranquillity is paradoxical, not calming but disturbing, discordant, incongruous, the viewer longs for the signs and symptoms of life to pump up the visual volume and superimpose the social identity of this place.




Given the paucity of clues offered, our curiosity is inevitably aroused and the detective in us begins to prowl around these scenes. The possibilities proliferate but there are always more questions than answers, always more assumed reasons than reality could hold down.




This is the flip side of Massimo Vitali’s photographs of North Italian beaches which teem with life and action where our gaze becomes satiated by detail, our eyes and our minds held firmly within the frame, here in these images our mind begins to wander beyond the frame. In an attempt to reinforce the rickety ontology of this work we are tempted to rove beyond the confines of the frame, under the red-hot glare of analysis the frame begins to melt, imagination breaks through its thwarted threshold, the party’s over and we want to find out where the revellers have gone, denied access to the social raison d’ettre of this scene we inhabit it with our own imagined populations and their narratives.




The solid blackness in these images has an air of the supernatural reinforcing that intangible yet somehow persistent presence of the uncanny – an abyss whose threshold teeters on the edge of credibility, where the indexicality of the image can only be tentatively maintained by the viewers suspension of disbelief.




The dark skies seem to offer a conduit to that whelming black void of interstellar space that signals things eternal – time is not just frozen here but eternity-touched. These scenes take on their own existence whose stillness and silence can only be suggested, a suggestion decisive enough to strongly signify a gnawing absence, an overwhelming sense of the melancholic. The sober and solemn reflections that haunt us after the euphoria of the party has passed and worn off, as entropy picks at its remains, as conversations fade into memories that bridge the void, all imbue the mood of this work.”


ARTmostfierce had the pleasure of interviewing Edgar Martins .Find out some of the intentions behind the Topologies series incorporated in a book published by Aperture Foundation. Please see interview below:




ARTmostfierce: Your compositions seem to be perfectly symmetrical and of a graphic abstraction of the space and I find that fascinating:

Edgar Martins: I know what you are saying. Yesterday (at the book signing lecture) I mentioned that what I have been trying to do is to create a new visual language with which to work with. It all comes down to this.

Since I started working with photography, I have become increasingly aware that I am able to engage people more If I strip down my visual language. When you are stripping down your language, you are working with very basic mathematical issues, -- symmetry plays a part, some geometry plays a part but. However, though the work is apparently precise, the process by which it is produced is completely imprecise. So this paradox really interests me...

AMF: And then you go the other way and you are dealing with very organic forms and organic landscapes and they seem to have the same order and abstractions too.

EM: Yes, when you are dealing with organic forms and shapes and landscapes there is only so much stripping down you can do -- particularly when you are photographing forests. The starting point is different. And this dictates how the final images will pan out.

AMF: There is a photo in particular, the one in Iceland, a winter landscape that has several tire tracks in the road and the eye goes to mountain and it leads you to a creation of triangular compositions of all kinds in its surroundings? It is sort of endless.

Are you aware that people are looking at your art and they are seeing all these things, maybe because your eye is so trained on it, but they see things that you might not even see yourself?

EM: I know what you are saying with the triangle composition, because part of my work deals with the process of producing and reading images. They are images about images, so to speak (meta-images) -- those landscapes also refer to a history of landscapes. And you know its true that the eye tends to read images in a certain way. So when you are stripping down images and if you really want it to work, whether you are doing it consciously or not, you end up following a certain visual structure, but it’s not a conscious geometry, you know, I am making use of very simple tools which photography has to offer such as the depth of field , perspective, color, density, etc. If the images are deceptive and illusionary is because photography has these qualities.

AMF: Were you involved with graphic design or any kind of design at some earlier point in your life ?

EM: I studied visual arts, I also study additional things outside of the visual arts, like philosophy, social sciences and urbanism. I followed architecture, definitely, with the kind of work that I do it is impossible not to follow architecture. Architecture is present everywhere. And if your work deals with the impact of modernism on the environment, then architecture is an important subject in your images.

AMF: You don’t photograph people. What is the reasoning or is there a purpose behind it?

EM: You know, I always have a fascination with empty spaces because it gives me a blank canvas onto which to project one's own experiences. But there is also something more interesting which is, you know, it is probably the easiest and most objective way to make people revisit places they already know, thus providing them with a different experience of those spaces.
I mean every space has a use.

AMF: Oh, meaning like people imagining themselves in the space or image what they would do if they were there?

EM: Yes, because people take spaces for granted. They go past them every day, and perhaps if they crossed them at a different time of the day they may look at them in a different way. But you know someone yesterday told me that even though the spaces were empty there was a certain humanity in these places.
And you know I think that that is important, actually, because when they are empty, it becomes easier for people to project their own humanity in these spaces.

When I photograph I don’t do any post production to the images, either in the darkroom or digitally, because it erodes the process. So I respect the essence of these spaces.

When you become a perfectionist, the perfection takes over, you know? And that really skews the overall meaning of the image. So that ‘s why I try to make the images as organically as possible…But I don’t have anything against digital photography,

Also any one can take a picture. And anyone with a bit of training can take a beautiful, eye-catching picture.

AMF: I also understand that you worked with the fire department in Portugal. Did they ask you to do that, to be able to document and be so close to the fires?

EM: No, it wasn’t actually like that .. what I tried to do initially, in order to photograph these fires, was to contact a local fire Brigade. I proposed to do residency with them. I actually lived in the fire station for a period of 10 days. However, it seemed to me that during this time there were fires happening all over the country, except in that specific area. They had very little jurisdiction so I decided to take matter into my own hands and so liaised with the Civil Protection Unit, which coordinates all the fire brigades in Portugal. So I rang them up at 7:00 every morning and asked them to give me the details of where the fires were, how big they were, how many fire brigades were at that spot and then they gave me the coordinates to the place. That was really the only interaction I had with them.

AMF: What was the reasoning of your taking those photos? Was there a message? Some sort of environmental message?

EM: Well, no, but you can’t disassociate the project from that. These fires have a catastrophic effect in the landscape.

AMF: Did it bother you?

EM: It was the only project that I remember pausing, looking at what I was photographing and feeling quite emotional about it. Perhaps because of the devastation and maybe because I felt completely impotent to do anything about it. The experience of the space was totally different. I was in the presence of death. An all consuming act. Usually I am excited I am focused, I am concentrated. But you know the reason why started working on this project was because it was going to be the third chapter of a book, which portrayed foggy landscapes in the first two chapters. It occurred to me that at first glance the aftermath of these fires also looked like foggy landscapes, beautiful arcadian depictions of specific landscapes. However, something more sinister was taking place. The editing of these three chapters together made the viewer confront him/herself with an interesting dichotomy. Only towards the end of the third chapter that I started revealing the fires in their true capacity. Until then the images were somewhat ambiguous, so the smoky haze could be confused with mist or fog. I am always very careful not to demystify things or to reveal hidden narratives. For the most part it is the viewer who has to come to these realisations on his/her own and in his/her own time.

AMF: You took these photographs in Portugal, The Azores Islands and then you have photographs in Iceland. Is there a reason why you chose such drastic environments to photograph?

EM: I am not a travel photographer. I am very critical of people who produce whole bodies of work in 3 days, in places they hardly know. I carefully research the spaces I photograph, often revisiting them over a period of time. Portugal, the Azores and Iceland fitted the criteria I was searching for. I know some of these spaces well, which also helped.

AMF: I know you are originally from Portugal . Were you going home in a way by documenting it? What about Iceland?

EM: No, I don’t think I was going home at all (Portugal). My home is still China. These locations suited the criteria I was looking for. In Portugal access to specific sites is easier, less bureaucratic. And the landscape also has a lot to offer. Iceland because the terrain is stark and remote, and secondly, because, you know, for about 6 or 7 months of the year the roads literally close and the interior of Iceland is impenetrable. I really wanted to experience those harsh conditions, recreating the early topographic surveys.


AMF: Who is your favorite American photographer?



EM: Oh, you know there are so many...


AMF: The sound barriers in Portugal...The photos are completely geometrical and full of color composition. What was your main intention of documenting it?



EM: The purpose was to create images which represented something without physically portraying it. Your first interpretation of these images is very different from when you know what they truly depict. You are initially seduced by the graphic shapes and colors. But then you realise that behind the barriers, lies the the true consequences of Modernism. Communities that have been split apart by major developments, etc. I have always found photography to be a highly inadequate medium for communicating ideas. A subject of lack, if you like. In this project I was highlighting this. The subject of the images, isn't identified in the images. The only way the viewer can pick up on this is through supporting information: either audio or textual. So these beautiful modernist structures actually mask broken social realities. When I drove past these barriers they immediately grabbed my attention. Photographing them was also difficult because, it is illegal to stop your car in highways, nevermind get out it, set-up your tripod and shoot...



AMF: Those are quite stunning and the variety of composition and color between them is quite exceptional. Thank you Edgar for sharing your thoughts with all of us!



EM: No, Thank you!




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Thursday, April 24, 2008

Elizabeth Peyton


ARTmostfierce is great fan of Elizabeth Peyton. Her portraiture paintings are quite stunning specially in this era of the digitized media. Please read this review written by Jerry Saltz of New York Magazine. Read and go and see the show!
Worth it!

Elizabeth Peyton returns to life.
By
Jerry Saltz
Published May 11, 2008


Elizabeth Peyton, the artist known for tiny, dazzling portraits of radiant youth, is now painting tiny, dazzling portraits of radiant middle age. The change is so subtle you can miss it, and it’s not even in all her new pictures, some of which just seem pretty—although one should never bemoan such a delicate touch and honed sense of too-muchness. Yet Peyton’s lavender, lilac, and crimson love letters to the age of innocence are finally reflecting the age of experience. Her deft brushwork and starry-eyed doting are still in evidence, but her color has darkened and her gaze is less moony. Several of her subjects look world-weary, like they’re living life, not just being fabulous. Some artists, like Robert Ryman or On Kawara, aren’t expected to change, because their work is about continuity. But change is built into what Peyton does. That’s why these signs of growth are good.



Peyton’s career took off in November 1993, when she and Gavin Brown (her current dealer, who back then had no gallery) sent out postcards requesting that viewers come to the Chelsea hotel. For two weeks, people went to the desk, asked for the key to room 828, and there beheld drawings of Napoleon, Marie Antoinette, Queen Elizabeth. As innocent and as “girly” as her work seemed, her subjects, scale, and exhibition strategy were inherently critical of the large work and massive gallery exhibitions then in vogue. The show was open 24 hours a day; no personnel were on hand. I went there alone on Thanksgiving and felt like I was in nineteenth-century Paris. According to Brown, about 50 people saw the show. Peyton’s star was ascendant.



Over the next two years, Peyton focused on painting and added modern life to her art. Her new candy-colored work titillated the eye while commenting on the photorealism of Gerhard Richter. Where the cool-as-a-cucumber German claimed to have “loathed subjectivity” and painted soldiers, terrorists, and historical figures “without sentiment,” Peyton used photographs from fan and fashion magazines. Far from feeling detached, Peyton said her subjects evoked a feeling like “I love you; I think you’re the best thing I’ve ever seen.” Since then, she’s painted beautiful, androgynous boys like Sid Vicious, Beck, and Liam Gallagher. We’ve seen Brown (“Meeting him was huge, like Brian Epstein and the Beatles”) and the late gallerist Colin de Land. There have been portraits of angel-faced male artists like Maurizio Cattelan and Rirkrit Tiravanija (to whom she was married for a time), and of course Andy Warhol. In Peyton’s world, these lads were thin, fashionable, and famous forever.



That’s where the problems set in. The times changed, and as Peyton became a star, her paintings became psychically static and claustrophobic. There were startling moments—in her 1999 depiction of the German rocker Jochen Distelmeyer, his baby blues can melt you—but her Prince Charmings seemed lost in time, unthreatening, more elves than flesh and blood. Her visions of modernity floated free of anything vulnerable.



That’s changing, especially in the drawings. Her swoony weightlessness is sprouting roots and gaining gravity. She is painting and drawing more from life. In one picture, of Matthew Barney, he’s sitting slightly hunched. He isn’t just some lambkin; there are circles under his eyes, he stares into the distance and into himself, posing in such a way to accept and reject our gaze. It’s a performance, a surrender, and a protective defense. In her portrait of poet John Giorno, we see him radiating self-awareness and comfort in his older age. In several arresting pictures of Peyton’s girlfriend, we see a severe, pretty woman reading or sleeping. She isn’t an idealized angel; she’s someone with moods, thoughts, and psychic power.



Subtle as these changes are, they are promising for an artist that some have feared has been drifting in her own lighter-than-air meringue style, making bonbon portraits of the cute and famous. We’re getting to see what life is doing to Peyton and what it’s doing to us.

A Baghdad ART Rescue Operation




ARTmostfierce found this article and was quite touched by it.It is such a good reminder of not taking our freedom of expression for granted!
Please read this article from NY magazine by Jake Helpern...wow.
Art can be so powerful that even a war can't get in the way!

Enjoy!
More blogging coming up tonight!

How one Navy officer whisked Iraqi art out of the country—and into Soho.
By Jake Halpern Published May 11, 2008



Christopher Brownfield was something of an oddity on his nuclear-powered submarine. While the other seamen hung out and watched taoks films—crew jargon for flicks involving tits, ass, ordnance, kung fu, and swordplay—the 28-year-old lieutenant was just as happy to curl up in his bunk and read T.S. Eliot. Perhaps not surprisingly, Brownfield wasn’t long for the Navy.



Last October, he was honorably discharged and returned to civilian life in his New Haven bachelor pad, which, on a recent visit, looked like it had been converted into an art gallery’s warehouse. Virtually every inch of wall and floor space was occupied by artwork. There were Cubist-like oil paintings, bronze statues, drawings so lifelike they could pass for photographs, and ornate collages that incorporated materials like old shirts, charred dolls, and election ballots written in Kurdish and Arabic. “They’re on loan from artists in Baghdad,” he explained. “I suppose I have become their agent.”



Back when he still worked for the American military, Brownfield volunteered to go to Iraq, where he was stationed at the U.S. embassy in Baghdad. One day, while wandering around the Green Zone, he stumbled upon the closest thing to a museum that exists within the compound: a souvenir shop selling Persian rugs, hookahs, and a large number of oil paintings.



“The paintings were made for tourists, which means U.S. soldiers, and they featured the kind of clichéd images of Arabs and camels that would be too cheesy to make it into Lawrence of Arabia,” recalls Brownfield. “But at the back of the shop I came upon a painting whose front was turned against the wall.” He flipped it around to find an abstract depiction of a child holding a balloon against a collage of newspaper articles about recent suicide bombings. The painting was signed by a man named Mohammed al Hamadany. Brownfield found the shopkeeper reluctant to talk about Al Hamadany—“they were feeling me out”—but he persisted, and eventually the shopkeeper told him that he would ask the “supplier” to come with more “gallery pieces” like this one.



Several days later, Brownfield met the supplier, who, it turned out, was a painter in his own right. During the following year, the supplier—who Brownfield fears would be labeled as a collaborator and killed by extremists if he were identified—made frequent visits to the Green Zone, where he and Brownfield would meet at the souvenir shop to discuss art.



Brownfield would bring art books of American painters like John Singer Sargent and Jackson Pollock, and the supplier would unfurl his latest gallery pieces. These paintings came from several professional artists in Baghdad who, like Al Hamadany, couldn’t sell their work amid the violence and were struggling to feed their families. These painters were so poor, and art supplies were so expensive in Baghdad, that their canvases often contained only the thinnest veneer of color. Indeed, on one of the few occasions that Brownfield encountered Iraqi painters in the shop, they told him that Vincent van Gogh, great as he was, used too much good paint.



Brownfield fell in love with the supplier’s art, and promised to send much of it back to the U.S. and try to sell it. His smuggling technique was remarkably straightforward: the U.S. Armed Forces’ postal system. At one point, clerks got wind of what he was doing and tried to stop him, suspicious that he might be looting. Brownfield said that he owned the paintings (untrue; he was just acting as a middleman), and when they became insistent, he pulled rank. “I said, ‘Look, I am not going to argue with you—this is my property.’ And they didn’t challenge me, partly because I was a much more senior officer.” Over the course of five months, Brownfield sent more than 100 paintings, as well as five drawings and two bronze statues, back to his mother’s house in Detroit. On May 22, a show of all the paintings will open at the Pomegranate Gallery in Soho. He has priced them inexpensively (to make sure everything sells), and he plans to deliver all the proceeds, in cash, to the supplier when they rendezvous in Egypt later this summer.



Among the haul were paintings by Sat’aar Darweesh, whose childhood-themed canvases were once joyous but have taken on a much darker tone, and by Mohammed Hamdan, who has since (thanks to a French visa) moved to Paris. He is, Brownfield believes, the only artist among the group to have left Iraq.



As I perused the artwork in Brownfield’s apartment, my attention was soon drawn to a haunting series of 25 paintings dubbed “Laylat an Nar,” or “The Night of Fire,” which depicts the shock-and-awe bombardment of Baghdad. The work of the same Al Hamadany who first attracted Brownfield’s eye, the paintings show ghostlike faces being drawn to the windows of buildings as the city below is consumed in flames. I recently spoke with the 38-year-old artist over the phone from Baghdad. (I called his cell phone, and—rather miraculously—it worked.) It was quickly apparent, however, that Al Hamadany was distressed. “Right now, while I am speaking to you, there are rockets going over my house!” he said through a translator, Yale Near East expert Simon Samoeil. The phone crackled with static, and a great deal of commotion could be heard in the background. “The situation is very, very bad. The infrastructure is zero. Electricity is zero. I work with all the difficulties to put food on the table for my children.” Al Hamadany went on to explain that he had four children and that he and his wife were expecting a fifth in just two days. It seemed inconceivable that, given the circumstances, he would want to continue with the interview. But he seemed intent on talking, so I asked him about the “Night of Fire” paintings.




Americans Are Heaviest Bidders on Impressionist and Modern Art at Sotheby’s


ARTmostfierce had a busy week! Over the weekend there will be more personal blog posts and reviews. In the meantime enjoy this article by Carol Vogel of The New York Times.
Are Americans challenging the current economic crisis by simply enjoying the escapism of buying art or just being savvy investors ?
What do you think?

By CAROL VOGEL
Published: May 8, 2008

Sotheby’s sale of Impressionist and modern art on Wednesday proved to be a solid if unexciting evening. Experts there, however, pronounced it “fantastic,” as if to again reassure buyers and sellers that the art market was alive and well despite setbacks in the financial and real estate markets.


Sotheby’s
Léger’s “Study for the Woman in Blue” (1912-13) sold Wednesday night for $39.2 million, an auction record for the artist.

Related
Monet and Rodin Set Price Records at Christie's For Sale: Art and Optimism As was true at Christie’s auction of Impressionist and modern art on Tuesday night, the great wealth made all over the world is still being poured into art. But unlike at the Christie’s sale, which was dominated by European buyers, at Sotheby’s Americans took home 67 percent of the work, and Europeans bought 27 percent.

Perhaps the most closely watched work of the evening was a 1912-13 painting by Léger, “Study for the Woman in Blue.” Sotheby’s had advertised it around the world and took it to art-buying capitals for all the rich to see. The Cubist canvas, which was the evening’s priciest offering, was being sold by the heirs of Hermann Lange, a silk manufacturer from Krefeld, Germany. Sotheby’s had estimated it would sell for $35 million to $45 million. Bidding was thin: Only two people went for the work, which ended up selling to Doris Ammann, a Zurich dealer, for $35 million, or $39.2 million including Sotheby’s fees, a record price for the artist at auction. (The previous record was set at Christie’s in New York in 2003, when Léger’s “Woman in Red and Green,” from 1914, sold for $22.4 million.)

The auction house had given the sellers a guarantee — a secret amount promised regardless of the outcome of the sale — which experts familiar with the negotiations said was $38 million. If that is true, then the painting was not a big money-maker for Sotheby’s.

Still, it was the highest price in an evening that totaled $235.3 million, in the middle of an estimate of $203.9 million to $280.1 million. Of the 52 lots being offered, 11 did not sell.

The results were fairly similar to Christie’s sale on Tuesday night, which made $277.2 million, shy of its $286.8 million low estimate. At Christie’s, 14 of the 58 works did not sell.

More popular than the Léger was Munch’s “Girls on a Bridge,” from 1902: Five determined takers wanted it. Graham Kirkham, a London collector and the founder of the retail chain DFS Furniture, was selling the painting. It had been around the auction block several times. In 1980, Wendell Cherry, a founder of the Humana health care corporation, bought it at Christie’s for $2.8 million. In 1996, Mr. Cherry’s widow put it on the block at Sotheby’s, where Mr. Kirkham bought it for $7.2 million. On Wednesday night, the painting, depicting a group of young women huddled together, brought $30.8 million, above its high estimate of $28 million and another record price for the artist at auction.

(Final prices include the commission to Sotheby’s: 25 percent of the first $20,000, 20 percent of the next $20,000 to $500,000 and 12 percent of the rest. Estimates do not reflect commissions.)

As with the Munch, when a work was considered tops, there was a lot of bidding. Five bidders made a serious attempt to bring home Picasso’s “Crane,” a sculpture of an elegant bird fashioned from found objects like a shovel, twisted wicker, two forks, a gas spigot, screws and a spike. Conceived in 1951-52 and cast in 1952-54, it was estimated to sell for $10 million to $15 million. Ms. Ammann again was the winner, paying $19.1 million.

Perhaps the biggest bidding war of the evening was for Matisse’s “Geranium,” a rare 1910 still life in a rich palette of greens that was expected to fetch $2.5 million to $3.5 million. Six bidders kept going tenaciously, and the painting ended up selling to the Acquavella Gallery in Manhattan for $9.5 million.

Sculptures of all sizes were the winners at Christie’s. Sotheby’s had its share of sculptures on Wednesday, too. Top among them was a group of works collected by Raymond Nasher, the Dallas real estate developer who died last year at 85, and his wife, Patsy, who died in 1988. The Nashers owned several Giacomettis, including “Femme de Venise VIII,” conceived in 1956 and cast the following year. It was expected to sell for $8 million to $12 million, and it brought $10.1 million from an anonymous telephone bidder. (The price was far from the record $27.4 million paid on Tuesday night at Christie’s for “Standing Woman II,” from 1960.) A slightly later Giacometti “Standing Woman,” conceived in 1961 and cast in 1966, was also for sale at Sotheby’s, and it, too, brought a strong price. Three bidders went for the sculpture, which was estimated at $800,000 to $1.2 million; it sold to an anonymous telephone bidder for $2.3 million.

Another work by Giacometti also brought a strong price: “Portrait of Caroline,” a 1963 painting of the artist’s lover and frequent model that was expected to fetch $10 million to $15 million. Four bidders wanted the painting, which ended up selling to a telephone bidder for $14.6 million, a record price for a painting by the artist.

The Nashers also owned paintings, and on Wednesday night their estate was selling Picasso’s “Kiss.” Late Picassos have been all the rage recently, and this work, which the artist painted in 1969 while he was on the French Riviera with his wife Jacqueline, portrays an angry couple kissing and was expected to fetch $10 million to $15 million. Five bidders tried to buy the painting, and it sold to a telephone bidder for $17.4 million.

Not everything went as smoothly. One of the evening’s most expensive casualties was a 1952-53 Léger, “The Party in the Country,” which had no takers. The colorful canvas had been estimated to bring $12 million to $18 million, but there was not a bid in the room.

“Things that didn’t sell deserved to,” said David Nash, a Manhattan dealer. Over all, however, he said the sale showed that “there were no clouds over the horizon.”