Word: junking
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...canvas lay in a box of junk in an Alexandria, Va., secondhand store. But when Christine du Tant, wife of a U.S. Senate aide, unrolled it, she recognized the handsome young man it portrayed and bought it for $3. A curator of the Smithsonian Institution agreed with her: the small (10 in. by 14 in.) oil by an unknown artist is indeed of the young Abraham Lincoln, painted around 1840, and thus the earliest-known likeness of the future President. He had just turned 30 at the time and was a frontier legislator and lawyer in the midst...
...task is to cut through the junk in the public mind by seeking the order that underlies the clutter of small events; to winnow out of the apparent what is the real; to cede to television and radio the mere repetition of activities and to look behind the bare event for meanings...
...this infinite space! We must constantly fill up the foreground with junk so that we do not have to look in its frightening depth. What would we poor people do, if we would not always come up with some idea, like country, love, art, and religion with which we can again and again cover up that black hole. This limitless solitude in eternity. Being alone...
Truth in Garbage. Rauschenberg has been called a neo-Dadaist, a belated abstract expressionist, a junk assemblagist, a pop artist, a hyper-cubist, even an anti-artist and, of course, a nut. "Great!" he says. "I like that. I'm only concerned when the critics stop changing their minds and get a fix on me." Getting a fix is hard because change is the essence of his experimentation. Yet at the heart of Rauschenberg's work is a clear conviction that a heightened order of truth can be found in everything and anywhere, even in the garbage dump...
Returning to Manhattan loft life, Rauschenberg scoured the streets and junk shops for objects to add to his paintings. Stuffed roosters, pillows, Coke bottles, clocks and a telephone book popped out in his work. He even made his bed into a painting; having run out of canvas, he decided to paint on his quilt. "I just couldn't get the paint to overcome the geometric patterns of the quilt," explains the artist. "I decided I've got to admit it's a quilt." One admission led to another, so he added his pillow, and then some sheets...