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...Brownstone Era or Tower of Babel," is a canvas crowded with the mass shapes of an urban nightmare. Harshly cubist in its leanings, the work centers on a large tower pricking its way from the sludge of sewers into a haze of pollution and demonic flame. This is Bruegel's Tower of Babel with a twentieth century difference. Lichtblau's shapes are coarser, more jagged, and her tower is crowded in by other towering and toppling refuse. In the center of the canvas huddles a family, dark and enclosed in helplessness, surrounded by boxes, perhaps even attache cases, brimming with...
...Rags suggested rinsing hair with Jell-O to give it body and bounce, not to mention the smell of fruit. In the September issue, which went to press last week, the home sewing section tells where to get a pattern for a masculine codpiece to make trousers à la Bruegel...
Every known Raphael or Bruegel has long since found a permanent home. But there is still a floating supply of Impressionist and Post-Impressionist works that demonstrate the buyer's sound yet "modern" taste. As a result, there seems no way for such works to go but up. Even the $230,000 paid for a minor Matisse, Fete des Fleurs a Nice, more than doubled the artist's record price of $106,152, set only a year ago. For Impressionists, the trade's present rule of thumb is that what $1 would buy in 1893 would cost...
...heartland of the absurd today, recalling how, three and four centuries ago, the dance of death, along with the ship of fools, was the obsession of so much European painting and writing. For The Triumph of Death, lonesco reaches not only to Albert Camus, but also back to the Bruegel painting that bears the same title and beyond that to Holbein, to the tradition of the 15th century frescoes of Palermo, to medieval mysteries and moralities crudely performed in the streets...
...What is truth?" The painter, staring, pauses long for his reply. Pieter Bruegel, especially, waits and wonders. There is no hurry; the truth is nothing if not true tomorrow too. He lifts his narrow brush and makes a line. It is a mile-long road that rounds a bend into infinity...