Anne Neely at Lohen Giduld Gallery

Ravels in Motion productions, as I like to call myself when I wield a video camera, had a busy time in Chelsea this weekend. Among the galleries I visited, I wanted to highlight the show at the Lohin Geduld gallery that will be on until April 25 entitled Where There’s Water. These oil paintings by Anne Neely are landscapes that verge on colorful abstraction. I’m thrilled to share painter Anne Neely’s work with you here, especially as the artist was in the gallery and speaks with us some about her work.

Enjoy!

2 Disappointing Endings and More

In our literary ravels, we’ve discussed post-Communist Czech writer Milan Kundera and his wonderful novels and we’ve even talked a little bit about William Shakespeare. Recently, some disappointing findings have come to light.

  1. Milan Kundera was accused of betraying his countryman and according to this recent, fascinating article, it seems that the case against him is strong. As in, indisputable.
  2. Shakespeare was proved to be quite a looker, but is now maybe going back to being plain, old Shakespeare. Too bad.

And in some news ala Art Ravels, Alessandro Twombly’s most recent paintings look a lot like his father’s, the more famous painter Cy Twombly. See the photos, you decide (just like Fox news, except I’m both better looking and informed).

For ‘edification’ or a laugh, read MSN’s ‘How to Talk about Art’ in case you were reading this blog and were unsure about how to leave a comment. Then laugh at its ridiculous advice, and say whatever the hell you are thinking.

I do have a great video coming, but due to unfortunate/stupid/annoying embeding problems, you’ll have to hold on the edge of your seat in the meantime.

Twomblys: Story of a Family Resemblance

You might have noticed my affinity for Twombly the Elder here or here. I say Twombly the Elder because Cy Twombly has a son who is also an artist. Like his father, Alessandro Twombly toes the line between abstract and representational forms in his paintings such as the one above. He lives in Tuscany and likes to garden.

How did I find out those last personal tidbits? My mom’s copy of Elle Decor (inspiration comes from unexpected places) that features his home.
The artist is better known for his sculptures, like the one below. This sculpture seems to grow out of it’s narrow base in a clumpy, natural process like tree branches. Behind it you can find more of the artist’s paintings. Look at them carefully.

I love the lush colors and huge size of the naturalistic forms, but something struck me as a little strange about the paintings. They remind me of his father’s last show at Gagosian (a lot!) pictured on the left. The palate is the same, only reversed between the grouping of round blossoms and bright background. Soooo, it’s strikingly odd that father and son have such similar paintings (colors, compositions, size, material).
Does a family resemblance really extend to paintings? What happened here?