Five drawings from my series, “An Afternoon At Versailles, 23/01/11” on an authentic, handmade Japanese origami album.
Drawings by Brit Bachmann.
Walking through a retrospective for a dead artist is both stirring and somber. Although all retrospectives function pedagogically to summarize art practices, retrospectives for dead artists are always overshadowed by the their fates.
I spent Halloween with Jean-Michel Basquiat at the Musée d’Art Moderne in Paris. Everything was remarkable. I could stand in front of a single collage for 20 minutes admiring the oil stick gestures as though they were being drawn before my eyes. I have never spent so much time in a single exhibit. The following piece was especially captivating in person…
Jawbone of an Ass, 1982
Madonna and Basquiat in Rolling Stone, 1982
Basquiat accomplished something that few artists have been able to do - access the creativity and inspiration of a child in adulthood. Madonna said “he was too fragile for this world.” Perhaps he was. However, his art is not shy or fragile. Basquiat’s work is a fierce commentary on humanity. He adopted a style used by small children to express the truths in this world that children cannot yet know.
Untitled (Fallen Angel), 1981
In 1988, at the age of 27, Basquiat died of a heroin overdose.
Basquiat : Since I was seventeen I thought I might be a star. I’d think about all my heroes, Charlie Parker, Jimi Hendrix… I had a romantic feeling about how these people became famous.
*Special thanks to Miguel S. for waiting in queue with me for 2 hours.
The perfect afternoon at McSpadden Park, Thursday, June 24.
Red Racer, Cocorosie and collage.