john huston seems to pass through my thoughts lately - don’t know why - its been years since i read his autobiography [an open book] or seen one of his movies or an adaptation ...always admired the guy, his work, his character, and the way he adapted his ideas to his time - a renegade gentleman for sure! also, love the genre he helped to portray - film noir; its look, melodrama, social/self consciousness, ...
maybe it has something to do with preparing to document the ‘paris paintings’ - the last 10+ years of my work - trying to figure out an appropriate atmosphere or 'look' for promotion - the work has morphed quite a bit over the years, but they still have the ingredients from the beginning; color, light, bourgeois irony, satirical, melancholy, postured, frivolous, dancing, sensuous, philosophical cabaret, ... i’ve just about exhausted my obsessive inquiry into their possibilities and permutations ...
sometimes its just hard to say good bye to familiarity ...
recently they’ve (paintings) become more about nature, evolution, editing, and simplicity - obviously on their way to something different - as am i ...
maybe its the way huston appeared to move through his life project to project - never really knowing, but knowing it’ll work out - and sometimes even undermining his own success with a cavalier attitude where his principles preceded ambition - [a gypsy credo]. and somehow, at least from a spectator’s perspective, it always did work out ...
the ‘paris paintings’ come to conclusion - and coincidentally, two of my all time favorites take an unprecedented position in the louvre tomorrow - the living among the dead; kiefer and twombly - i couldn’t be more pleased - leave it to france to take the most thoughtful position ...
does anyone know where the art capital of the world really resides - and i’m talking ‘art’ not ‘$’s’ ...
