Thursday, September 17, 2026

Willem De Kooning Drawing at The Art Institute of Chicago

 



A cute, breezy arrangement, presumably of a girlfriend 
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I've  always appreciated the flamboyant energy in DeKooning drawings whenever they appear in Expo Chicago, but the total immersion offered by this  exhibit is a much different experience.




 Once locked into the DeKooning vibe, everything looks better-- including  "Excavation", his famous painting from 1950 that's included in this show. Hanging in the Modern Wing, it's usually felt heavy, desperate, and depressing to me. It's a lot more fun to see it as a compilation of the drawings that surround it 



And it's even more fun to see all those large drawings he did - with their thrilling combination of loose, goofy figuration and the tight compositional twists, turns, compressions, and eruptions.


1970-77



Much of this is "bad boy" art:  obnoxious women, and a few crucified men, looking quite silly. But the subject usually retreats behind the exuberant and apparently effortless  handling of  pictorial space. 







C. 1924

Really like these cartoons done when he was about 20. His space is so fluid.




The Netherlands, 1944

He became proficient in design.
This piece won a contest by the Container Corporation of America,
- a significant  patron of modern design for many decades

Portrait of Elaine, 1941-42

Not really a strong piece, and many of his more realistic figurative paintings from that period are the same way. In some narratives of the history of abstract expression, the foundational artists felt their figurative work did not express what they wanted. 



1959

These Franz Kline like pieces were the highlight of this show for me. He made several in the months he spent in Rome, and then he never made them again.

Here's the others:







They're funkier than Kline,
more organic - like a crushed bug on the windshield.
Though eye catching, they do leave a  bitter aftertaste.
A bit like a hangover.



DeKooning has a  place in  the canon of American art history.  He’s better  than many of his colleagues at marking the postwar turn from social idealism to personal gratification (or crisis). It made a strong case for the ‘free West” versus  the dreary soviets.  It has long since been pushed aside by the intellectual gratification of conceptual art and the righteous gratification of identity art. So what's it good for now?

It's fun.

Wanton, sometimes naughty, scribbles by someone expert in graphic design











1947-48

1985
A balance that feels as momentary as a soap bubble.
One second later, it will be gone.


Here’s a more exciting variation, presumably from the same period.
(found online, not in this show)





1975

A rich, enjoyable, but meaningless life

1969-1975


Somehow these small bronzes, with hints of figuration, are more disruptive than the drawings.

They belong in a Park Avenue penthouse
to proclaim the kind of  freedom enabled by wealth.




Regrettably, this is about as close to explicit erotic drawing as he got.
He must have been uncomfortable with it.




"Beauty becomes petulant to me. I like the grotesque. It's more joyous." 
(A quote from the signage)

I would disagree, but our childhoods were different.







Nasty and brutish.
But sometimes life is like that.

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 This show was taken as a major event in the American artworld, so many publications offered reviews




 ============== He called himself a “slipping glimpser” and, indeed, to take in one of Willem de Kooning’s paintings is always a series of momentary glances—nothing waits long enough to be apprehended....Dmitry Samarov  in the Chicago Reader

Good description - though not sure why this is a good thing. Unlike live music, visual art provides the opportunity for timeless contemplation - why not take advantage of that?  Though I agree that this is the Art Institute's best show of 2026 (it's been a weak year)


===============At “Willem de Kooning Drawing,” the first major exhibition of the Abstract Expressionist pioneer’s drawings, fear, anger, pain, and play are on full display... Hilton Als, New Yorker

I agree - but why look at it?  Is this something where improvement matters?  Is it a goal worth pursuing? Could we call it an important achievement?  Aren’t those questions that art critics in leading national publications should be asking?

Saturday, March 14, 2026

Raqib Shaw’s Paradise Lost at Art Institute of Chicago

 


 “Paradise Lost” is an immersive experience through the psyche of Raqib Shaw ( b. 1974,  Calcutta, India). One man’s mind is the entire focus of a theme park a hundred feet long and twelve feet high




In detail, it’s a collage of many landscapes, florals, animals, human/animal hybrids, yet only  one person.

Form and space collapse into the high energy of the collage, so the piece looks  better if they’re not even noticed. The effect is morbid - like dead flesh consumed by colorful blooms of fungus. Revolting and fascinating at the same time.  Though the piece is 1200 square feet, pixelated  dots of enamel have been applied with a porcupine quill. It’s the overstuffed horror vacui of Victorian decor.



Yet there is a colorful , dramatic flair to many of the areas.  This is dramatic self glorification on a grand scale.  Sometimes it’s gorgeous, but overall it’s Hellish.  This is, after all, a “Paradise Losr”, not a paradise. Whatever complexity may have been put into the narrative, it’s anchored in the pain of Raqib’s existance. I’ll be looking away the next time I have to walk through Gunuslaus Hall.










 
Beautiful, wonderful, disturbing