Word: pigments
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...Imagine for a minute that books disintegrate as soon as the publisher goes out of business, or that paintings fade away when their particular brand of pigment is no longer in use. This is the world of Digital Rights Management, in which digital media files are encrypted and hidden from their owner unless a server at Sony or Apple explicitly allows them to be played. When these companies collapse, the media files will be worthless. Every encrypted iTunes download strengthens the hold of DRM, so smash your computer before it’s too late. 2. Vista Now that Apple...
Mark Rothko is the great thundercloud of 20th century American painting, a man who struggled to find a way for mere pigment to summon immense reservoirs of feeling, and who took his own life when the struggle proved too much. This is why one of the most baffling episodes in Rothko's story has to do with the Seagram murals, a suite of vast, brooding canvases he produced for Manhattan's sparkling Four Seasons restaurant. Rothko was an artist who could say, and mean it: "The sense of the tragic is always with me when I paint." And the Four...
...which are hugely profitable but for the most part aesthetically negligible. Those include hundreds of "spot paintings," each a multicolored grid of little circles and named after a pharmaceutical product; "spin paintings" made by pouring paint onto a whirling disk; and "butterfly paintings" made by embedding dead butterflies in pigment and resin, sometimes in elaborate stained-glass-window formations, sometimes just attached here and there on the canvas. At Sotheby's the spin paintings are expected to fetch as much as $720,000 each, the spots as much as $1.2 million...
...later 1960s Twombly's layered scribbles became more regular, filling the picture with rhythmic webs. Working in that manner he produced a series of exquisite paintings dedicated to Nini Pirandello, a friend who had died. Oscillating in a thin wash of pigment, his lines have an elegiac feel, one of fading sensations and of words attempted but never arrived...
...paint across the canvas in an all-too-plain signifier for the surface of water. But the last gallery of this show contains four vast canvases, part of a series called Bacchus that he completed in 2005. In each, a maelstrom of overlapping vermilion loops bleed thin trails of pigment toward the floor. The gods are dead? Don't tell Twombly. Even in old age, he can still summon thunder from Olympus...