MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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Exquisite writing, fascinating subject. The rest of us might learn something ...
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by barefooted on Sun, 07/08/2018 - 5:45pm
thanks. Yeah it's a very good piece, Metcalf is talented at cultural issues.
I should say that I am sure that others who like this piece will very much enjoy watching the movie Basquiat of 1996 if they haven't seen it. It was a well financed Indie film, later picked up by Miramax (of the evil Harvey Weinstein, he actually promoted a lot of good work.) Even though it had slick production, it was directed by artist Julian Schnabel, a name of major fame in the fine art world during the 80's & 90's for his "broken pottery" paintings. One of Schabel's first forays into flimmaking (after making plenty of money painting, and therefore getting the werewithal to work in films as well) was a passionate desire to tell Basquiat's story because it was also a story of his "art world" and he felt Jean-Michel's story to be profound. What I am saying is that here the director really gets it, lived part of it, understood, it's not at all "Hollywood schlock" even though it has many of the bells and whistles.
One of the things you intuit through the movie is the difference of the cultural world of children of Caribbean immigrant background (Basquiat's father, a Haitian immigrant, his mother, a New York Puerto Rican descent) and what we think of as Afro-American culture in general. They are not one and the same and often there is this striving to fit into white American culture where they feel they belong, but are only welcomed by the more avant garde types, and slotted as "Afro-American" by more staid white people because they share color of skin. So they never feel at home in either world. Hence you get scenarios like Basquiat where his art to some at first appears angry and expressive of Afro-American experience, but in actuality it is not that at all, it is more individualistic and passionate anger about really, trite as it sounds, existential pain. Like most genuises express, because: it speaks to us all, and especially those who feel they don't really have a tribe, don;t fit into any of the popular tribes.
by artappraiser on Sun, 07/08/2018 - 8:42pm
Thank you for the comment, and especially the film recommendation ... I will find and watch it. I had never heard of him and found myself transfixed by his story; fascinated by the world represented so well by the author. His art is not the type that "draws" me, yet his life, his work, his essence seemed to demand my attention and notice - though I'm not sure why I question whether he would have cared.
I know it's not the usual post here. But I felt like reading it meant something to me; that it was immediately imprinted upon me on a larger basis than just one young man's life, and so I wanted instinctively to share it - and thought of Dag and especially you. Guess my appreciation for the site and its cohorts is showing .
by barefooted on Sun, 07/08/2018 - 11:56pm
Thought maybe I should say some things that might help on his artwork itself for those who like you, say it doesn't appeal that much. Because someone who has this reaction might fall for the explanation that he was just a celebrity and then this was all bullshit art world celebrity stuff. It was/is to this extent: for sure there's others out there who did/do equivalent and their stuff isn't selling for $50 million. But it's not that simple.
First there's the argument he wasn't really an artist, just a celebrity who knew how to schmooze in the right circles. Well, reading any bio. like here, one learns he is drawing like crazy since he's a little kid, to deal with life. Whether good, bad or mediocre, that's an artist! Someone who is just driven to make art, rather than like, write or make music. The language he feels most comfortable with is making visual images? that's an artist for chrissakes, even if the work is lousy and his day job is at McD's.
Second, this kind of art simply does not illustrate well, you have to see it in person to get the power of the pieces. Whether you like it or not or could live with it or think a monkey could do as well. It's all "art brut" or a powerful "primitive" style. Just like with the French artist Dubuffet or many of Picasso's periods or a major tour de force primitive African mask meant to frighten the viewer, it looks like a scrambled mass of shit in a photo on the internet if you haven't seen a striking one in real life. Seeing them in real life on the other hand, throw in large size and three dimensions and intense huge jagged lines and thick angry applied media in three dimensions, either thick paint or protusions and the like: powerful is a good word to use here. So when you see these kind of pieces in real life, they are like screaming at you, you go "whoa, what the hell is that!?" And if you still don't like it and couldn't live with it, you can no longer say that any old monkey could do it (which I grant many who don't like abstract art is a realistic reaction to like, say, a Jackson Pollock, because that takes a certain eye to see the elegance) If it's still the work of a monkey, it would have to be a very big, very powerful, very angry monkey with major psychological issues trying to get all the other monkeys attention. These are powerful made objects that rarely translate well with photography. As in when someone barges into your space and confronts you.
Third, on why he has gotten stratospheric prices recently. Right now in the 2010's, all kinds of "primitive" untrained art, including what is called "Outsider Art" is all the rage, top of the market to bottom. It is quite simply a very strong current taste in the population of lovers of art, whether they collect in the price range of hundreds of dollars or in the price range of millions, and everything inbetween. (Prices for Dubuffet and the French Art Brut style is just another proof of that, they have gone up astronomically in the last decade. Before that, the stuff was a yawn/bore to most in art collecting world, as in "oh that 1950's French art movement that turned out to be a blip in art history, turned out to be a big nothingburger, who cares except for a few snobby patriotic French aesthetes".)
So go back and fit Basquiat in here: as you have read in Metcalf's piece, he was basically an untrained primitive, because of age and his lack of training, who quickly fell into being a consummate insider, not "outsider", at the same time! He is a "wild child" (that is a nickname often given him) who instinctively got the whole art world style shtick and they get him. So he ends up quickly being in the circle with some of the top art dealers in the world and some of the top artists in the world like Warhol and Schnabel. And the partnership with Warhol, who knows a guy with style when he sees one, and knows someone who can make a powerful image when he sees one, is like: super ironic. Because Warhol's art is not at all one about making expressive stuff , it is purposely slick and about power of mass produced imagery. So it just makes an incredibly intriguing mix, as they are almost opposites. And they truly do become friends--which is unusual for Warhol, he instead just uses most people, collects them as celebs and curiosities-but here is a young guy he can hang with that they don't even have to use verbal language to talk to each other, they are very similar personalities, they get each other. And it's almost like the both of them can see the future, the power of mass produced images and the popularity at the same time of individualistic fetishistic powerful art, the rise of acceptance of abstract art, etc.. And the future is not the old guy, it's the young one. And then they both die tragically before their time, Warhol in 1987, Basquiat in 1988-let's not leave that out, indeed that's one of those magic celeb "rock star" things that Warhol trafficked in...
by artappraiser on Mon, 07/09/2018 - 1:31am
Basquiat part of the infamous "27 Club". Wonder how you see Keith Haring in conjunction with the post-death megasales (& dying in the same timeframe as Warhol & Basquiat) and current mass production trends, as well as his obvious early work drawing so again he's an "artist" even if his output takes the form of icons and cartoons. But is he still "Outsider Art" be being gay, or has that ship sailed, and he's last-gen rather than contuning-gen?
by PeraclesPlease on Mon, 07/09/2018 - 2:02am
Haring's prices have gone pretty wild in the last decade which is very much owing to the recognizability factor of his most famous images among Gen X, from their youth.
But he also get respect from art history and art critic world as someone with great talent for making iconic images, as a major actor who helped graffiti art transition to mainstream acceptance as high art and as someone who basically did better emojis before there was even such a thing as emojis. He is not looked down upon as a commercial artist or illustrator, and his work is seen as highly reflective of a cultural era or milieu, a "pop artist" of major importance.
As such, while his work can now command 7-figures for large and important pieces (the current record price is $6.3 million), chances are very small that it will ever fetch the level of Basquiat or Picasso or Rothko or Leonardo etc. One clear thing about the mega millions prices: they are for work that buyers/bidders see as a "religious experience", for want of a better word. They have to have a supposed deeper meaning, to have a sort of mystery. The defining factors that make that an evaluation of an artist's work will change of course, but it's hard to see a Haring ever becoming that. Ironically because the message in his work is so abundantly blatant and clear and lacking mystery by it's very nature, his works are all one trick ponies. In that, they are like the best advertising or illustration, but again, he is looked upon as at a higher level than that type of artist, as more culturally important than that.
by artappraiser on Mon, 07/09/2018 - 11:17pm
Thanks arta. I'm not a very visual person. I like to wander around museums but I don't see with sophistication or understanding. I don't know much about the visual arts. I know music. I like when those who see more deeply than I talk about how they see things. It helps me to see more deeply.
by ocean-kat on Mon, 07/09/2018 - 3:46am
That about describes me as well. Except I don't think of myself as knowing music, either. So likewise, thanks barefooted, for posting, and arta for thinking out loud for our benefit.
by AmericanDreamer on Mon, 07/09/2018 - 10:24am
Ahhh ... wonderful.
by barefooted on Mon, 07/09/2018 - 4:30pm
Could you elaborate/explain a little on what you meant by this?:
by AmericanDreamer on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 12:26pm
Warhol cultivated junkies. The Velvets and Edie Sedgwick/Factory Girl et al were all junkies, as was Basquiat. Goddamn the pusher man (Steppenwolf) - unless he runs a trendy art collective.
by PeraclesPlease on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 12:59pm
Have you seen the movie?
by barefooted on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 6:50pm
Planning to watch the movie tonight - the one arta originally recommended - and am really looking forward to it. My other half was way ahead of me in that he knew of Basquiat as well as the film (not a surprise since he was a long ago art major), though he hasn't seen it either. Here goes!
by barefooted on Tue, 07/10/2018 - 9:12pm
well I always fear bigotry of high expectations with recommends, but I'm pretty sure everyone here would enjoy that movie. Far more than most new summer fare, as is usually the case with that. It's really not as strange as some reviewers make it sound, I think it would be considered fairly mainstream today, and well done mainstream. The key really is that the character of Basquiat is so intriguing, as you found him from just one article. Whether or not you like his art, he was just a great character (hence the celebrity question in the article.)
by artappraiser on Tue, 07/10/2018 - 9:22pm
The kind of movie that causes two people to be completely silent through the end credits ... and beyond. Awesome.
by barefooted on Wed, 07/11/2018 - 12:26am
Glad you like it.
I think part of the success of it was no doubt is the quality of the actors, famous actors and other arts personalities who agreed to do it because: they wanted to be in it, the whole project was attractive to them.
But now that you have seen it, you might find it interesting that it was a little controversial in the art and film world. I think mostly because it was director Schnabel's first foray into film and he was known as a notorious egotistical artist who had gotten fame and fortune and many people were jealous and think of him, his stuff is not that great, he's shallow, he's a celeb artist and he just got lucky and now he thinks he can make movies. So from Wikipedia on the movie this is what Schnabel says why he wanted to do it:
Though no one can see inside someone else's mind, the film is not that fictionalized, one thing it is is a pretty realistic.of Basquiat's world, because Schnabel was part of that world.
The big art dealers in the film, Bruno Bischofberger and Mary Boone, these are not fictional, they are real people and both of them really do act like that, I have seen them in action at art fairs and the like, as well as their familiars. Dennis Hopper who played Bruno, he knows a lot of these people very well, he has been heavily involved in the art world for a long time.
Though I was never part of this big-time, big money "contemporary" art world (I'm a specialist in art by already dead artists.) But I've been around it enough.
I interacted with Warhol a couple times on the job at auction viewings (that's not rare, more than a few New Yorkers did if they spent time around Manhattan in the late 80's, he was always on the streets, not at all elitist in the daytime, he would carry a big bag of his Interview magazines and hand them out to people, like a group of construction workers who would be thrilled to meet him. Warhol was a maniac collector of stuff as well as a famous artist. His estate took many days to sell at Sotheby's.The guy never slept.) From the wikipedia entry on the movie, I find this to be very true:
Warhol was not the pretentious phony piece of shit thing. He just didn't talk a lot, wasn't good at talking.. And he wasn't good at interacting with people verbally. He actually wanted most of all to be a fly on the wall where everything was happening and not affect what was happening.. And he found that if he acted wooden, it just increased his mystery. If you talked to him he would just listen and say :"oh" and "gee". Acted more dumb than snotty. Amusing is definitely the word.
So from all that I think Schnabel is being accurate. He's being especially accurate about what it's like being that kind of celebrity. These people are not what they are made out to be by the celebrity meritocracy, they're just people with all kinds of flaws.Just thrown into fame.
So when the issue about the movie jumps to "appropriation" of minority culture, as we have discussed here a bit and which it does a bit in the Wikipedia entry, that really hits me as an improper distraction. It's ironic, its just another kind of appropriation to do that. Basquiat was just another flawed person thrown into the limelight by having desired talents and the whole lady luckness of that, something he thought he wanted, not a piece of black meat to be used to represent racial problems. All the people that used and abused him, they were not thinking about putting him down because of his race, rather, his whole appearance and habits, it made him more intriguing to them. He even hid his middle class background, ran from the whole climber culture of his father, he himself was desirous of being what he saw as a more exciting poor "street person".
So the film, it's a very good depiction what it's like in this world to become a celebrity because of perceived genius. And how that perception happens, most notably not through any rational process, only lady fortune.playing.
In particular, I especially liked how Schnabel didn't make high drama about certain things. We were talking how everyone has his own cross to bear. In the end, people like Warhol and Basquiat, had the same thing. Even though they are made out to be so different than you and me.
On the relationship, I think it is really true that they oddly clicked odd because their art was so different, not because they were similar personalities and couldn't relate to most people that well....it was a true "bromance."
by artappraiser on Wed, 07/11/2018 - 8:30am
P.S. the art in the movie was not real. This, sadly, is what often happens when you are a famous artist that dies, then it's really all about the money:
That was because of Poppa Basquiat, here's more of what happened with his estate.
I've seen the Charlie Rose interview with Schnabel and Bowie cited there, I see it's available on the net, I recommend that, too.
by artappraiser on Wed, 07/11/2018 - 8:39am
Reading this on Schnabel led me to think of the scene in the movie portraying Milo/Schnabel as a bit of a doting father to his daughter towards the end. Also showing Basquiat questioning why Milo was inviting him over to his place and Milo at one point saying something like "I'm your friend, Jean."
As though the whole concept of having one person in his life who wasn't trying to use or abuse him, but who just wanted to be friends with him, was something Jean-Michel was having difficulty wrapping his head around at that point in his life, given all he'd experienced by then.
by AmericanDreamer on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 1:02pm
Well, I just thought the movie, which I saw over the weekend, as well as The Atlantic article and the comments in this thread, are fascinating. I found the movie mesmerizing.
There are many prompted questions I would love to ask, particularly to artappraiser who is so knowledgeable and generous sharing her knowledge. But I will forego doing so.
Two random reactions. One Basquiat quote from the movie which struck me: "I don't know many refined people." From the movie I did not get an impression that he was remotely awed or reverential towards, or even especially impressed by, anyone. It was noted that he was contemptuous of both respectability and phoniness. I was left to wonder if he actually had a generally favorable opinion of any of the people in his world, other than perhaps Andy, who he seemed about as "comfortable" with--if comfortable is the right word and it probably is not--as he seemed around anyone.
I was also mesmerized by the Bowie portrayal of Warhol. Knowing very little about Warhol I did a little poking around. In one of the places I happened upon, Warhol was described as notoriously private. It was stated that he claimed he was a virgin, and also stated that he was believed actually to have slept around a great deal and did not want any of that publicized, at all. To the contrary. The privacy preference made me think of how you, arta, have often declined here to offer opinions on some matters, such as for whom you voted, or on selective topics, sometimes with the additional comment "that's private!". Which I'd come long ago to view with amusement, as you offer opinions all the time! Reminding me how some people can be intensely private on some matters and not at all private on others, in ways that are interesting to others.
Anyway, all fascinating stuff and like others in this thread said, it helped me stretch. So thanks.
by AmericanDreamer on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 12:56pm
Stepping in, 1) ask away, likely more interesting than another round of what'd Trump do; 2) I like keeping a bit private because when people on the internet turn on you, they like using private details, and there's seldom an upside, 3) AA may just like keeping her worlds separate (as do I), since she calls this her "hobby".
by PeraclesPlease on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 1:08pm
Oh I definitely get the keeping the worlds separate thing. I observe the same thing on disclosing private details on the internet in chat contexts. Hardly "only" true when it comes to the internet, as sharing sensitive private details with others can always come back to bite one in the ass later on, depending on how the people in that relationship do conflict.
There are no two people on the planet who are going to agree on everything (how boring if there were) and given how many struggle at times to disagree without it getting nasty at one point or another, the anon or known person you are feeling sympatico and comfortable with in interesting online exchanges at one point may at any time turn out to take strong exception to something you write. And then it can spiral downhill pretty easily, pride being one of those seven deadlies and all.
In some ways I find it more challenging to find a way to de-escalate and at the right time to limit the damage online, absent all the body language and other cues you get FTF. But in some ways I find it easier because with only the words (and the history you have with the other person, positive and negative), there are no unhelpful visible gestures that can be observed that may escalate the exchange and/or discourage another's efforts to de-escalate. And there is the potential to delay pressing "send" or "save".
In any case, long ago I made a decision to separate my work life from what I say and do here, in part by using the consistent anon handle like you and aa and others here also do.
I'll start with this question, among those that have popped into my head. (I don't at all assume that aa or others will want to do shop talk or something close to it here, BTW, so I completely understand "no thanks" if that is the case):
Mostly for aa, probably, but in appraising particular works of art, what factors do you look at? How much weight goes to the way the art market or sub-market in that genre is trending, versus assessment of the "intrinsic" value of the work, versus other factors? Do assessed long-term financial recoupment prospects enter in?
by AmericanDreamer on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 1:53pm
I don't think describing Warhol as very private is accurate. He didn't say much is all, used very few words and very simple words, it was his modus operandi, he liked to observe, he was a voyeur. Celebrity obsessed and he liked to appear mysterious. There was at the same time a childlike awe of celebrity and some Machiavellian like manipulation of them, just for his own pleasure. He didn't want things to be about him, he wanted to be at the center of things but be like a fly on the wall watching. So he would draw people to him somehow and then not give anything back, withdraw into being a fly.
The few times I spoke to him, at auction previews when he and a friend were looking at the same thing I was or when he came to an auction exhibition I was working, he would just look at you like you were an alien, like the most interesting bug in the world at that minute, and just say "yes" to what you were saying, or nod. Wouldn't give any input back.
The best way to understand the strange being he was is to read The Andy Warhol Diaries. It is a record of everything he said to his friend/assistant when he called her nearly every day to report on how things went that day. It is all gossip about other people and what they did and do. I.E., what the fly on the wall observed that day.
The diaries were a revelation for everyone when published. Precisely because he didn't act arrogant or gossipy or judgmental at all, more like trying to give off a shy persona. But people sensed he was not really shy like a normal person is shy. And the diaries showed he was judging everything every minute.
by artappraiser on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 1:57pm
Ah--I get it. Thanks.
by AmericanDreamer on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 2:01pm
P.S. Comes to mind after writing that: Not so much private as lacking emotion. Almost the opposite of empathy or sympathy: just an eye, one big eye. It is easy to believe he was asexual once you read the diaries. A good scene from the movie is when he and Basquiat are walking somewhere and he says something out of the blue like "why don't you go see my dermatologist, Sean-Paul?" Because Basquiat was all broken out in sores from being a junkie. Everything was about appearances, about the shallow surface. He wasn't interested in emotions or feelings (not in his art either.) It ended up being charming to people precisely because he was so odd. He could easily do teamwork, like working with Basquiat. It was just doing, not feeling or talking. The only words he needed were "I like this" or "I don't like that" or "what about this?"
by artappraiser on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 2:10pm
Do you have the sense he had any concern that sometimes manipulating other people for his own pleasure might draw unwanted attention or criticism to himself? Perhaps as an openly gay individual fear was sort of the water he swam in and so became used to, so that things that might have created fear in others did not in him.
From what you're saying it sounds as though he was just fine knowing that he had established a mystique around himself that meant he was going to have ample opportunity to pick up stuff about other famous people, without having to disclose very much about himself at all, at least very little he did not want to disclose in the moment.
Funny because in the movie, Bowie's portrayal of him as not being aggressively or overtly "judgmental" in the presence of others, at all, comes across as sort of a low-key, humble authenticity at times. He was portrayed as not saying anything just for the sake of filling air time or silence, or as saying anything cliched. So maybe that meant that when he did talk people were more likely to think he was being "real". I recall when he is with Basquiat and Basquiat said something implying that he, Basquiat, was not a drug addict and Warhol says, in a non-judgmental way, something like "But that's not true, Jean."
The movie portrayed Basquiat as having a public persona of being far too cool to care much what anyone else thought of him, even as in a number of the more private scenes we (are meant to) see he is highly attuned and sensitive to the way he feels, and feels treated by others. Not surprising, just interesting to compare the contrasts between Warhol's, and his, public vs. private selves, as portrayed.
by AmericanDreamer on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 2:17pm
He very much came off as low key and humble. Used the work "gee" a lot. Often talked like a teenage girl. Sometimes, rarely, a sarcastic quip but you had to be sharp to catch it.
He did not snub people. He acted equally odd to everyone. He would walk on the streets of Manhattan alone with a bag full of Interview magazines and give them to anyone who came up to him and sign it too if they asked. An image stuck in my brain: driving past the Regency hotel where people famously had "power breakfasts" in the 80's, I saw his white shock of hair on the street in the middle of a flock of construction workers in hardhats, they were getting copies and waiting for him to autograph them.
He did not have the level of fame he does now when he was alive. It was kind of like a fringe fame. So he could walk around without being bothered that much.
But the diaries show he was always thinking very catty thoughts, very similar to a stereotype catty gay guy talking to his best gal pal on the phone. A lot of "So and so and so and so were at the table with us. I wonder why she stays with him, he is such an asshole". He never revealed that catty gay guy thing about himself in public nor to most of the people who thought of themselves as his friends. So the diaries were a surprise, or at the very least a chance to find out what Andy was really thinking when friends thought he wasn't being that transparent.
by artappraiser on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 2:35pm
Though to be fair, maybe that book was just another image, another Wahol creation, another accent, though obviously he must have been observing.
by PeraclesPlease on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 2:39pm
It was mesmerizing. Great word as a descriptor in this case, and I agree. I will admit to a bit of disappointment that you seem to have focused on the Warhol character, which, while interesting, seemed to me a means to an end that was Basquiat. Bowie was great, but Jeffrey Wright as Jean Michel was absolutely brilliant.
by barefooted on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 7:19pm
just came to mind that those interested in Warhol and scene and music may also enjoy
Songs for Drella - Wikipedia
Songs for Drella is a 1990 album by Lou Reed and John Cale, both formerly of the Velvet Underground; it is a song cycle about Andy Warhol, their mentor, who ...
The nickname "Drella" that these early friends used kind of helps with my attempts at descriptions above: a contraction of Cinderella and Dracula.
by artappraiser on Tue, 09/11/2018 - 7:27pm