Word: newmans
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...hidden forks in American art history was reached on Jan. 29, 1948, when a painter named Barnett Newman painted a thin, rough orange stripe down the exact center of a small dark red canvas, and left it alone. It is hardly an exaggeration that most of the symmetrical format, stripe, minimal, and otherwise post-De Kooning art produced in New York in the '60s refers, in the end, to this modest picture that Newman called Onement I. Newman's ruthless pursuit of the implications of this canvas both split his work from the main...
...Newman's whole bearing suggested a seignioral poise-the big square head thrust forward, the snowy walrus mustache, the steel-rimmed monocle dangling on a black ribbon that neatly bisected his shirt front, vertical black on white, like a detail from one of his own pictures. This was fitting; when he died last year at 65, he left a body of work that seemed the epitome of aristocratic breadth and daring. Newman's canvases, with their engulfing fields of color traversed by vertical "zips," had become intrinsic to the look of American painting. Artists as diverse...
Unknown Mother. It takes an effort to remember that Newman was not always famous. He spent decades in the cold, both critically and financially. It is only five years since John Canaday's notorious assault on him in the New York Times-"an exhibition so meretricious that within a few days of its opening it had become the subject of appalled snickers along the art circuit." And in the 1950s, not even Newman's fellow artists liked his work much. His painting threatened them by contradicting the Abstract Expressionist orthodoxy of gesture, drip and "action...
...Stephen Sondheim. Twenty-seven years later, much of the humor of On the Town comes across as simply dumb. Here and there a nice try, perhaps, but nonetheless dumb. Consider a number like "Carried Away," sung by Ozzie and Claire de Lune, a female anthropologist played by Phillis Newman. (The two parts were played by Comden and Green in the original production.) It starts out promisingly, enough as the two love-crossed stars lament that their repressed natures are all too irrepressible (between the lines you can see that the humor is aimed at the same audience that would have...
...claim to fame is being named Miss Turnstyles. She does everything Field's choreography asks of her decently enough, and since that never seems to permit her to be half as exciting as she can be I think she should ask for more. Rounding out the trio is Phyllis Newman, a nice enough lady and a good enough trouper, but also somewhat miscast in this show full of ingenues. As for the men, well, the three are smooth-shaven and as enthusiastic as all hell, but so interchangeable that none is really outstanding...