Showing posts with label No. 14 1960. Show all posts
Showing posts with label No. 14 1960. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Rothko – No. 14 1960, Emotion and Myth


"In essence, it is emotionality which replaced the myth. The common designation for emotionality is mood." ... Mark Rothko




To stand as Rothko intended 18 inches from his paintings, the viewer becomes part of the painting. Here the people in the room are seeing with their eyes but are not engaged with the painting. They're missing the emotionality of the color that creates a vibrancy and at times an urgency. It's about contemplation in our world where myths have receded into the background. Color creates the emotion replacing the myth that was once there.

Renee Jorgensen wrote about this in her paper published on line at DismantledThoughts:

Rothko’s search for myth, and subsequent reliance on emotionality was motivated by
“dissatisfaction with partial and specialized truths and the desire to immerse ourselves with the
felicity of an all-inclusive unity.” He sought to re-establish myth by stripping away borrowed
forms, revealing the meaninglessness of representation, and thereby creating space for the age to
generate new myths. Emotionality, as the last powerful expression of the unity and
connectedness of individuals, was the sole form capable of ushering the viewer into the presence
of the metaphysical. Perhaps, if the paintings succeeded in their attempts to create such an
experience, the cultural ideology would slowly shift, building a framework capable of generating
a myth for our age. Ultimately Rothko’s paintings are as directly representational as possible in
an age without myth. To precipitate the change that would make possible the return of the
figure, painting had to be stripped of every particular, leaving only those elements capable of
creating mood: color, scale, and time.

My husband, Voice from the Couch, reminded me as we've talked of Rothko of the first time he saw Homage to Matisse at the Portland Art Museum. It wasn't until he stood directly in front of the canvas and looked that he saw the colors vibrate. Later at lunch he said he could still feel the warmth and joy coming from the top yellow/orange. "I wouldn't have really seen his painting unless I had stood in such close proximity to it."


Monday, January 26, 2009

Rothko, Poetry, Essays, No. 14 1960

Many times painters are known only for their paintings. No one knows they have degrees in physics like Enrique Martinez Celaya who majored in applied physics at Cornell and then left his physics doctoral studies at UC Berkeley to pursue his love of art. His painting is on the fourth floor of the Jubitz.



Nor do we know they've written treatises on art as Rothko did in his The Artist's Reality - Philosophies of Art. Or poetry as Rothko did early on...


... Heaven is like a lamp in the fog
At the end of a long, dark road.
It has a wan glimmer.
And if flame-winged figures roam
In  other worlds than this--
Figure of joy,  flame-winged exquisite, ...

Pursuing more poetry and song lyrics such as the Dar Williams from the other day, you'll find entries such as this on the "internets".


No. 14, 1960
The docent asked how it made us feel,
A pallette of red, darkness.
"Violence."
"Rage."
"Hate."
Heads bobbed in unison.
Their assumptions soon validated
By the guide's eager gossip,
Your late-life suicide.

As the group's feet echoed
Unenthusiastically into another atrium
I stood, transfixed with warmth,
Alone in the pure passion -
Your painting.

Emotion framed on canvas.
A scraggly, fading rectangle surrounded
By a deep crimson darkness.

Life is simple and messy and pure.

-J.D. Nielsen

http://concretefiction.blogspot.com/2007/12/parting-gift.html