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...Chilean poet, recalls visiting Picasso's studio one day to find the two Spaniards deep in conversation. Suddenly Picasso whirled on his mild-mannered friend. "What's your opinion, Alberto? Who's the greatest sculptor of our time?" Sanchez thought for a moment, then ventured, "Brancusi?" "No," answered Picasso. "You are, Alberto...
...Colonial America to the abstract color of Hans Hoffman is not illuminated. Yet similar sensibilities toward art appear at unpredictable times. The oldest piece in the show, a Cycladic idol from an Aegean island in the third millennium, B. C., a work of majestic simplicity, resembles the work of Brancusi, a contemporary sculptor, who unfortunately is not in the exhibition...
...Brancusi had found his own style. From then on, he began those drastic reductions of natural shapes that left the human head an egglike form on which the features are barely traced, that found in a delicate wafer of blue, mottled marble the poetic essence of fish, that outlined in metal and stone the soaring flight of a bird...
Peasant Vigor. For a sculptor whose working life spanned more than 50 years, Brancusi's approximately 200 extant pieces do not constitute a large body of work. Once Brancusi found a motif that delighted him, he characteristically repeated it over and over again, subtly altering and refining its shapes and using different materials to give it new substance. There are 16 versions of Bird in Space. Not all his works, however, share Bird's elegant abstraction or the witty sophistication of Princess X, a subtly phallic take-off on the society-portrait bust. In his native Rumania, Brancusi...
...word is human. There is something endearing about ambition that limits itself to work so well within the bounds of art and finds a lifetime of satisfaction in the transformation of simple animal forms into elegant shapes. When old age stopped him from working, Brancusi spent his days fondling his precious "children," as he called his sculptures, covering them with dust cloths every night. And when he willed them to Paris' Museum of Modern Art, he did so on the condition that they be displayed in an accurate reconstruction of the crowded Montparnasse shack in which he-and they...