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Etchings by James Whistler, Edward Hopper, Pablo Picasso, Jasper Johns, as well as other less well-known artists, are currently on display at the Fogg Museum in the special exhibition "Etching and Etchers Since 1850." The show highlights etchings done since etching became a rare artistic medium--that is, since the invention of photography and less expensive print processes allowed for mass-production of illustrations and rendered etching an inefficient process...
There are two good ways to become famous in America. One is to possess rare genius or, at the very least, an appreciable talent. The usual suspects come to mind: Hemingway, Gershwin, Hopper. Another is to appeal to a particular cultural neurosis, a peculiar demographic phenomenon. It was the latter which brought the photographer Robert Mapplethorpe more fame than he ever could have imagined and, in the eyes of many, more fame than he ever deserved...
...Martin's new play Picasso at the Lapin Agile, recently arrived off-Broadway after stints in Chicago and Los Angeles. The setting is a bar in Paris. The year is 1904. The chief protagonists are the young Albert Einstein (played by Mark Nelson) and the young Pablo Picasso (Tim Hopper), both of whom stand on the threshold of international fame. The source of the confusion--the reason why Elvis (Gabriel Macht) emerges as a beacon of light--isn't the heady intellectuality of this conjunction of trailblazers but an uncertainty of styles; the play doesn't seem quite sure what...
...Floyd flattens three potentially diverse roles (a seductive model, a brainy countess, a gushing "admirer") into one ditsy ingenue. As the wife of the bar's proprietor, Rondi Reed declaims, but does not convey, the pathos of a woman who bleakly sees through the egotism of much male solicitude. Hopper makes a sweet Picasso: you can believe he painted harlequins but not minotaurs. Most satisfying is Nelson as Einstein; a diminutive figure, he expresses something of an atom's compacted, ferocious potential energy...
They came because Edward Hopper's paintings are as true today, or perhaps truer, than when he set his brush to them. He is a painter of nostalgia for an America that was lost with the advent of cars, automation and urbanization. He is a painter of solitude for a country that has become increasingly atomized, where the California freeway lanes for carpoolers are often empty for hours at a time. He is a painter of loneliness for a country that has become increasingly lonely, where people search for cyberlove rather than knocking on a neighbor's door...