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Vineland (Classic, 20th-Century, Penguin)
Thomas Pynchon
Tristes Tropiques
John Weightman, Doreen Weightman, Patrick Wilcken, Claude Lévi-Strauss
Richard III
William Shakespeare
The Dwarf
Alexandra Dick, Pär Lagerkvist
The Collected Poems of Wilfred Owen
Wilfred Owen, Cecil Day-Lewis
Richard Wolin
Giotto to Dürer: Early Renaissance Painting in the National Gallery
Jill Dunkerton, Susan Foister, Dillian Gordon, Nicholas Penny
Michel Foucault: Beyond Structuralism and Hermeneutics
Hubert L. Dreyfus, Paul Rabinow
Gravity's Rainbow
Thomas Pynchon
A Gravity's Rainbow Companion: Sources and Contexts for Pynchon's Novel
Steven Weisenburger
Willem de Kooning 1904-1997: Content as a Glimpse - Barbara Hess, Willem De Kooning

This is a very nice little book, or at least a very nice introduction to de Kooning. Barbera Hess is apparently the wife of Thomas Hess, and so writes with some authority. The text is clear and jargon free and while favorable, she is not fawning. The reproductions cover the whole range of de Kooning's work -- from a still life done in Rotterdam at the age of 16 to the fluid and beautiful late work.

Still Life. 1921. Conte crayon and charcoal on paper. Metropolitan Museum of Art

Untitled XIII. 1985. Oil on canvas. Cleveland Museum of Art

Reviewing these paintings has taught me a lot about modern art. For the first time, really, I have found myself saying - I really like this squiggle - or that smudge -- without regard to the representational aspect of it.

There was one picture, however, that bothered me -- one of the Woman pictures (Woman I, 1961. Oil on paper with collage. Private collection -- I can't find it on-line) that has a photo of a typically 1960's glamour woman's head cut out from a magazine and then pasted on top of one of de Koonings patented Woman paintings. It's Pop….

… and when I come up against Pop (or whatever we call it) -- magazine covers cut out and pasted on paintings, Warhol, etc. -- something in me rebels…

So I've tried to figure out what the issue is….

Presumably, the problem lies in me - something that I see when I look at American pop culture is different from what de Kooning and many other artists saw when THEY looked at it. And I think that the fault lies in neither of us, but is a function of experience… experience and time.

In a BBC interview with David Sylvester (1962), de Kooning described how he liked to drive out of NYC…, over the roads and highways (which were fairly new at that point): "They are not very pretty, the big embankments and the shoulders of the roads and the curves are flawless -- the lawning of it, the grass. This I don't particularly like or dislike, but I wholly approve of it. Like the signs. Some people want to take the signs away, but it would break my heart. All those different big billboards. There are places in New England where they are not allowed to put those signs, and that's nice too, but I love those grotesque signs."

I am old enough to remember what the Henry Hudson Parkway looked like on a "September Morn" in 1962, or my first impressions on driving away from the airport, through a vault of palm trees, in Los Angeles, on a bright spring morning in the early 70's… and American culture was new and bright and shiny and optimistic and progressive… That is what, I think, in part, de Kooning saw… in 1961.

But it hasn't worn very well. From Jack Parr and Johnny Carson and the novelty of a bright and sparkling L.A., or New York a-borning (most of the large skyscrapers you see in Midtown weren't even a glint in their architect's eye in 1962) -- we have come to COPS, and Jerry Springer, and Reality TV, and a nation whose people and infrastructure increasingly look like Detroit -- from the bright optimism of Pop to cultural decay of an increasing dismal sort… Having seen the San Fernando Valley in 1973 and then again in 2006 -- well…, it was very depressing….

And so I wonder if what people saw in it - and what I see in it now when I look at it -- isn't to some extent colored by the fact that Pop culture and the whole American 'spectacle' simply hasn't worn very well. What once was bubbly and full of snap now increasingly appears to have been hollow, shabby, and ersatz… all along.

Of course - these are only impressions…

One last picture that I want to comment on is this:

Seated Woman. c. 1940. Oil and charcoal on Masonite. Philadelphia Museum of Art

Painted in 1940, by a Dutchman, it strikes me as a perfect metaphor for Europe… in that year.