I Don't Want To Hear At All

Don't Talk. I Can't Hear Myself See.

I Love Rauschenberg. I Love That He Created A Turning Point In Visual History, That He Redefined The Idea Of Beauty, That He Combined Painting, Sculpture, Photography, And Everyday Life With Such Gall, And That He Was Interested In, As He Put It, 'the Ability To Conceive Failure As Progress.'

Mark Grotjahn's Large New Paintings Abound With Torrents Of Ropy Impasto, Laid Down In Thickets, Cascading Waves, And Bundles That Swell, Braid Around, Or Overlap One Another.

I Think That A Lot Of Artists Have Succeeded In Making What I Might Call "curator's Art." Everybody's Being Accepted, And I Always Want To Say, "really? That's What You've Come For? To Make Art That Looks A Lot Like Somebody Else's Art?" If I Am Thinking Of Somebody Else's Art In Front Of Your Art, That's A Problem.

Giorgio Morandi's Paintings Make Me Think That Artists May Not Totally Choose, Or Even Control, Their Subjects Or Style.