Showing posts with label #lucianfreud. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #lucianfreud. Show all posts

Friday, February 8, 2013

the story-tellers, part 42

jasper johns in his studio on pearl street with flag, photographed by robert rauschenberg, 1954-55.


jean-paul riopelle in his atelier, photographed by denise colomb, 1953.


frida kahlo in the (mexico city) british hospital, photographed by hans gutmann (aka juan guzmán), 1951.


lucian freud painting leigh bowery, photographed by bruce bernard, 1982.


constantin brancusi studio, taillant a la scie une colonne sans fin,  ca. 1924-1925.


henri matisse dans son appartement de nice, fin des années 1910.


andy warhol at the first factory, east 47th street, nyc, photographed by ugo mulas, 1964.


picasso sur un escabeau, un pinceau à la main devant guernica, dans l'atelier des grands augustins, paris, 1937.


enid yandell with pallas athena, ca. 1897.


helen frankenthaler in her studio.


jackson pollock in his studio, springs, long island, new york, ca. 1950

Saturday, January 19, 2013

icon - lady caroline blackwood

girl in bed by lucian freud.


photographed by walker evans.


lady caroline blackwood and lucian freud on honeymoon in 1949, after eloping to Paris.


lady caroline blackwood, ca. 1950s


hotel bedroom by lucian freud, 1954.


cyril connolly and lady caroline blackwood photographed by daniel farson, ca. 1953.


lucian freud and lady caroline blackwood leaving chelsea registry office after their wedding, 9th december 1953.


caroline blackwood photographed by walker evans, (most likely new york),  ca. 1957-58.


caroline blackwood photographed by walker evans, february 1958.


girl in green dress by lucian freud, 1954.


caroline blackwood photographed by walker evans, february 1958.


lucian freud & caroline blackwood, 1953.


caroline blackwood lowell photographed by walker evans, 1973-1974.


caroline blackwood & robert lowell photographed by walker evans, kent, england, 1973.


lady caroline blackwood photographed by walker evans, england,1973.


daughter of the marquis & marchioness of dufferin & ana, lady caroline blackwood was born into the fabulously wealthy guinness dynasty in 1931. her mother, one of the legendary 'glorious guinness girls' was an alcoholic who cared only about being 'thought of as the most beautiful woman in the world'. she spent most of her time in london, leaving her children to be raised in ireland by a series of negligent nannies. at one point, caroline was so hungry she was forced to beg scraps from the villagers.

as a debutante, she was courted by dukes & earls but instead fell in love with the painter lucian freud, who was married, impoverished & jewish. in short, he had all the qualities that would most horrify her mother & therefore he was perfect. they were married in 1953 when she was 21.  they lived in paris for the next 2 years but soon hints began to show that all was not well in their marriage. (lucian was a gambler & womanizer) girl in a green dress shows blackwood staring pensively into the distance, her sadness made all the more startling by the way that freud had given her one blue eyelid. once they returned to london, she descended into the alcoholism that would come to blight her life. by 1957 they were divorced.

blackwood moved to america where she had an affair with the screenwriter ivan moffat, who she described as 'not very nice.' often, just before they were about to arrive at some hollywood event, he would tell her how awful she looked. 'why are you wearing that? it makes you look hideous,' he'd say.

her next love was the american pianist & composer israel citkowitz. they married in 1959 and had three daughters, natalya, evgenia & ivana. by the mid 1960s the marriage was over. ivana discovered as an adult that she was actually the result of the affair with ivan moffat. (perhaps her name should have been a clue, ivana has wryly noted.) she next had a relationship with bob silvers, editor of the new york review of books. during this time, she contributed to encounter, the london magazine & other publications. although wickedly funny, they had, according to christopher isherwood, a persistent flaw: "she is only capable of thinking negatively. confronted by a phenomenon, she asks herself: what is wrong with it"

in 1970 she returned to london & embarked on an affair with american poet robert lowell. after obtaining divorces from their respective spouses, the volatile couple retreated to milgate park, a crumbling georgian pile in kent. robert was a manic-depressive, portrayed as an artistic genius, but also a crazed, self-obsessed monster. in 1972 they married.  by late 1977, lowell fled to new york and his first wife, writer elizabeth hardwick. he never made it, dying from a heart attack on the back seat of the taxi from the airport. in his arms he clutched freud's portrait of blackwood, girl in bed.  she wrote her first book, for all that i found there in 1973 & her first novel, the stepdaughter in 1976. in 1977, great granny webster told of her own miserable childhood & was short-listed for the booker prize.

blackwood returned to america 10 years later & settled in long island. although she drank heavily until her death in 1996, she never lost her dark wit. when blackwood was on her deathbed her best friend, the devout catholic writer anna haycraft, brought some holy water, which she sprinkled on the apparently comatose & always defiantly atheist caroline. her large blue eyes opened one last time and she said 'honestly, i might have caught my death.'

below is an excerpt from robert lowell's mermaid, published in his 1973 collection, the dolphin. apparently, lady caroline is the mermaid of the title:

i have learned what i wanted from the mermaid
and her singeing conjunction of tail and grace.
deficiency served her. what else could she do?
failure keeps snapping up transcendence,
bubble and bullfrog boating on the surface,
belly lustily lagging three inches lowered - 
the insatiable fiction of desire.
none swims with her and breathes the air.
a mermaid flattens soles and picks a trout,
knife and fork in chainsong at the spine,
weeps white rum undetectable from tears.
she kills more bottles than the ocean sinks,
and serves her winded lover's bones in brine,
nibbled at recess in the marathon.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

r.i.p. lucian freud



girl with a kitten, 1947


girl with roses, 1947-1948


the painter's daughter, 1977-1978


man in a chair 1983-1985

queen elizabeth


from nyt:
lucian freud, whose stark and revealing paintings of friends and intimates, splayed nude in his studio, recast the art of portraiture and offered a new approach to figurative art, died on wednesday night at his home in london. he was 88.
mr. freud, a grandson of sigmund freud and a brother of the british television personality clement freud, was already an important figure in the small london art world when, in the immediate postwar years, he embarked on a series of portraits that established him as a potent new voice in figurative art.
in paintings like “girl with roses” (1947-48) and “girl with a white dog” (1951-52), he put the pictorial language of traditional european painting in the service of an anti-romantic, confrontational style of portraiture that stripped bare the sitter’s social facade. ordinary people — many of them his friends and intimates — stared wide-eyed from the canvas, vulnerable to the artist’s ruthless inspection.
from the late 1950s, when he began using a stiffer brush and moving paint in great swaths around the canvas, mr. freud’s nudes took on a new fleshiness and mass.
his subjects, pushed to the limit in exhausting extended sessions, day after day, dropped their defenses and opened up. the faces showed fatigue, distress, torpor.
the relationship between artist and subject, in freud's work, overturned traditional portraiture.
on rare occasions mr. freud took on something akin to official portraits. he painted the collector hans heinrich thyssen-bornemisza, fully clothed, in “man in a chair” (1985). His stern 2001 portrait of queen elizabeth, showing the royal head topped by the diamond diadem, divided the critics and public.
such a loss .... one of my favorite painters. i was lucky enough to see his work at the moma here in los angeles - incredible. you see pictures of his paintings in books and magazines and online and you have no idea how massive they are in real life, how thick with paint. so much talent.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

acne paper preview







acne paper #11 is entitled the studio issue and features daniel silver, henri matisse, interviews with axel vervoordt & jeremiah goodman, along with photographic portfolios from helmut lang, lord snowdon & deborah turbeville.
cover is leigh bowery photographed by bruce bernard in lucian freud's studio, ca. 1994.