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Dates: during 1970-1970
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Saved by Swamp. Oddly enough, Farmer Franco's artichokes helped preserve the 2,300-year-old frescoes from the destruction that has overtaken other Greek mural painting. The Paestum paintings were preserved because its river silted up and turned the area into a malarial swamp. For centuries, moisture seeping into the tombs from the swampy waters kept the paint from drying up and flaking off the stone walls. When the swamps were filled in 1944, the roots of the artichokes continued to keep the tombs moist...
Biederman's insights were at sharp odds with the received doctrines of the day. At a time when American artists were loudly proclaiming their independence, Biederman insisted on their debt to Europe. At a time when the Abstract Expressionists were splashing paint as never before, Biederman declared that the machine was the medium of the future, and that the modern artist ought to be working with plastics, Plexiglas, metal rods. One of the mediums of the future, he predicted, would be electric lights, and as early as 1940 he employed fluorescent light fixtures in several works. Art, including...
...death was attended by due ceremony and the admiration of his peers. But few of them recognized that the world had lost its first major, and arguably the best, landscape painter in all history. Artists before him, in other centuries and other countries, came out of the countryside to paint vignettes of their memories, almost obsequiously, in the background of their portraits of princes or courtiers, martyrs or saints. Bruegel made the unprideful countryside central, something that was not merely an area for foreground drama but was itself an event...
...immediate and the eternal is seen in his Seasons. His calendar series shows mankind busy but small, in true proportion to the all-embracing land. In fact, these pictures seem to pull the sky around one like a canopy. One's gaze penetrates the concrete actuality, mere paint on planks, to enter space more vast than any gallery. Yet the space is not merely visual but emotional. Like T. S. Eliot, Bruegel seems to ask whether it would be worthwhile...
...back a yard from the open bathroom window 30 feet above. He seemed to have landed on his feet, for both legs were broken at the ankles, the heels shattered, the stumps protruding and bits of bone strewn over the cobbles. His hands were scuffed, and the fingernails had paint or plaster beneath them...