dinner for 40

I was talking with Giorgio one night. He probably knows as much about art and artists as anyone else I know. He took me to MOMA one time and we were looking at a giant Motherwell. I was having trouble understanding it. He patiently asked me to examine the language that was being spoken right off the wall. Not really spoken in this particular instance as I look back on it, more like a diety bellowing down off the mountaintop. It was probably one from the Elegy to the Spanish Republic series although I’m not exactly sure. But it changed me that day. So on that night years later I had been carrying around this notion that art is a process of problem solving. Transforming a thought and idea into a tangible object. Probably a concept that has been written about by scholars for generations, anyway he humored me and let me feel like I discovered something.

 

 

While I was at it, I did this

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