George Tooker

7 01 2012

It takes a worried man. George Tooker occupies some place between realism and surrealism. I don’t mean another ism. But a touch between people’s inner and the public world. As if his figures were leaking. It reminds me of Christian images in churches in which Christ or martyrs pain is so evident. In Tooker there is anxiety. Worry. Like someone’s grandmother. Perhaps this anxiety is due to his homosexuality. Or perhaps he sees it in everyone. Everyday. On the street. On the subway.

Tooker is depressing. There is a weight in his work that is almost unbearable. People look as if they have just realized that there is no God. That they are completely alone. Except for danger. How could someone see this everyday and carry on? And yet.

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Frederico Uribe

7 01 2012

Dr. Frankenstein. I presume. Mixed icons. But Frederico can make art out of anything. Given him enough pencils. Done. Garden equipment. Done. Screws. Done. Body parts. I’m not sure. But the guy is inventive. But haven’t I seen this before. And is it enough to use house hold items? Does that make it art? Is there something in the piece itself. After all I heard about a guy who made art out of… paint.

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