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| Three Untitled Works, Amos Kennedy, 2007 |
Up at the Print Center in Philly as part of their Pulling from History: Letterpress exhibition.
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| Three Untitled Works, Amos Kennedy, 2007 |
Up at the Print Center in Philly as part of their Pulling from History: Letterpress exhibition.
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| Installation shot of the early mirror painting |
It started with a mirror painting, like one of those above, when I first became enchanted with Michelangelo Pistoletto’s work. This retrospective of his career, currently at the Philadelphia Museum of Art through January 16, argues for an appreciation of the artist’s varied and influential career on the whole, and quite successfully. The early works above remain my favorites of the artist: scenes from life featuring Pistolletos’ friends in typical poses and then unmoored from their surroundings by being placed on a mirror.
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| Early painting, self portrait |
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| Me, with Three Girls on a Balcony |
The tissue he painted on has not always aged well, like the spots across the middle girl’s back that you can see here. I love how looking at these mirror paintings is also interacting with them and taking a place in the tableau.
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| Ogetti in menu installation view, 1960s |
Pistoletto also created sculptures that he called Ogetti in menu, or minus objects, because they were made from parts of a whole. Sometimes Pistolleto used these in his growing performance art that was widely influential, as he did some of the rag works below.
| Venus in Rags |

Later he continued to create his mirror paintings, but changed how he created the image. Switiching to silkscreen, Pistoletto was able to create bright, photo-realistic images. In many of them a darker element, not present in the early portraits, appears like the jail bars above or the chain face to the left saying “Periculo de morte” (Danger of Death).
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| The Source of Life, Leon Frederic, 1890 |
The Belgian Symbolist artist created paintings, like this mystical work, that explored the cycle of life, and here he must have reached his nadir. When I saw this hanging on the walls at the Philadelphia Museum of Art, I burst out laughing. Keep in mind that the painting is at least 5 feet tall, and how overwhelming all these life-sized naked kitsch babies are when they are looming over you.
Sayings about taste keep running through my head now. But its not just me–the family who walked into the gallery after me also started laughing when they saw it.