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Untitled (Blue, Green, & Brown): oil on canvas: Mark Rothko: 1952

The TV said the planes have hit the buildings.

& I said Yes because you asked me to stay.

Maybe we pray on our knees because the lord

only listens when we're this close

to the devil.There is so much I want to tell you.

How my greatest accolade was to walk

across the Brooklyn Bridge & not think

of flight. How we live like water: touching

a new tongue with no telling

what we've been through. They say the is sky is blue

but I know it's black seen through too much air.

You will always remember what you were doing

when it hurts the most. There is so much

I want to tell you—but I only earned

one life. & I took nothing. Nothing. Like a pair of teeth

at the end. The TV kept saying The planes...

The planes...& I stood waiting in the room

made from broken mocking birds. Their wings throbbing

into four blurred walls. Only you were there.

You were the window.

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Mark Rothko - The Seagram Murals

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The[se] nine pictures were among those originally painted to decorate the Four Seasons Restaurant in the Seagram Building, New York (the skyscraper in Park Avenue designed by Mies van der Rohe and Philip Johnson). Writing soon afterwards in the catalogue of Rothko's touring exhibition, Peter Selz recorded: 'For about eight months [in 1958-9], Rothko was completely occupied in the execution of his mural commission. When it was finished, and the artist had actually created three different series, it was clear to him that these paintings and the setting did not suit each other.' Rothko therefore decided to withhold his pictures, which remained in his possession, and returned the amount already paid to him.

 

The mural project was initiated jointly by Philip Johnson and Mrs Phyllis Lambert, acting for her father Samuel Bronfman, the owner of the Seagram Company. There was apparently no formal commission. Rothko was simply invited to do what he wanted in that particular room and was given the dimensions of the space (27 x 46ft) to work from. He erected scaffolding of the exact dimensions of the dining-room in his studio in the Bowery, where the pictures were painted.

 

Mrs Rothko told the compiler in 1970 that, as far as she could remember, her husband did not know what the room would be used for when he undertook the commission and certainly was unaware that it would be turned into a restaurant. However Philip Johnson states (letter of 30 March 1972): 'The space was always intended to be a restaurant and Mr Rothko was thoroughly aware of this. The number of the pictures for the room was never specified. He was given carte blanche to design the wall decoration any way he chose. There were no other conditions.'

 

In an earlier letter of 25 February 1970, Philip Johnson recalled that the pictures 'were intended to be hung high up on the wall in order that the heads of the diners would be below the paintings. The bright orange vertical was to be on the end wall as a sort of theme piece.' The retrospective exhibition of 1961-2 included a picture called 'Mural for End Wall' 1959, measuring 266.7 x 287cm.

 

Further light is thrown on the project by the reminiscences of John Fischer recorded in Harper's Magazine. Mr Fischer met Rothko by chance on a transatlantic liner in June 1959 at a time when the artist was still working on these murals, and Rothko talked freely to him about them; Mr Fischer afterwards made notes of their conversations.

 

'Rothko first remarked that he had been commissioned to paint a series of large canvases for the walls of the most exclusive room in a very expensive restaurant in the Seagram building - "a place where the richest bastards in New York will come to feed and show off".

 

'"I'll never take on such a job again," he said. "In fact, I've come to believe that no painting should ever be displayed in a public place. I accepted this assignment as a challenge, with strictly malicious intentions. I hope to paint something that will ruin the appetite of every son of a bitch who ever eats in that room. If the restaurant would refuse to put up my murals, that would be the ultimate compliment. But they won't. People can stand anything these days."

 

'To get the oppressive effect he wanted, he was using "a dark palette, more somber than anything I've tried before".

 

'"After I had been at work for some time," he said, "I realized that I was much influenced subconsciously by Michaelangelo's walls in the staircase room of the Medicean Library in Florence. He achieved just the kind of feeling I'm after - he makes the viewers feel that they are trapped in a room where all the doors and windows are bricked up, so that all they can do is butt their heads forever against the wall.

 

'"So far I've painted three sets of panels for this Seagram job. The first one didn't turn out right, so I sold the panels separately as individual paintings. The second time I got the basic idea, but began to modify it as I went along - because, I guess, I was afraid of being too stark. When I realized my mistake, I started again, and this time I'm holding tight to the original conception"' (copyright 1970 by Harper's Magazine).

 

Commenting on this, Bernard Reis added (21 February 1974):

 

'Rothko did not give up the Four Seasons commission because he felt his paintings would not shock "every son of a bitch who ever eats in that room". He gave up the commission because he felt that a fashionable dining room would be the wrong place to display paintings such as his. He was always interested in having his paintings establish a certain contemplative mood for the viewer.

 

'On one occasion, we had a conference with Mr Stone, the architect for the Kennedy Memorial Center. Mr Stone started the conference by pointing out that there would be two dining rooms - one for the caviar high-class trade, and one for the general public. He wanted Rothko to do something for the fashionable restaurant. Rothko conveyed to Mr Stone that his pictures were not suitable as a decoration for a restaurant or any other place where people gathered only to eat and drink.

 

'The Harvard murals were entirely different. They were placed in a room which was intended to be the meeting room of the Board of Trustees.

 

'Rothko stated to Stone that he would be willing to create murals for a room in which memorabilia of Kennedy would be displayed. This offer was not accepted.

 

'I know that Rothko admired the dark murals in the Medici library. He felt that these created just the kind of feeling he was after. That was because he wanted viewers to be affected by his pictures. As you know, Rothko never wanted his pictures to be brightly lighted. In addition, he never wanted them to be shown with other pictures. He always wanted a room. He was, therefore, happy when Mr and Mrs De Menil approached him for the murals for the Houston chapel ...

 

'Even though he had not made up his mind about the restaurant job, before he left for Europe he told me that he thought it would be foolish to be tempted by a large commission rather than continue along the lines he was following in creating rooms of a proper contemplative mood.'

 

Neither Bernard Reis nor James Brooks, who occupied a studio the floor above Rothko's at the time the Four Seasons murals were being painted, recalls Rothko saying anything about his 'malicious intentions' and Mr Reis suggests that this is the kind of remark he was more likely to make to a stranger than to an intimate friend. However Richard Arnell told the compiler that he had also heard Rothko say that he wanted 'to put the diners off their meals'.

 

Published in:
Ronald Alley, Catalogue of the Tate Gallery's Collection of Modern Art other than Works by British Artists, Tate Gallery and Sotheby Parke-Bernet, London 1981, pp.657-61, reproduced p.657

Night Thoughts at the Rothko Chapel

Night Thoughts from Rothko Chapel on Vimeo.

Best known for once bringing modern American music to all fifty states out of his Hyundai, 2012 American Pianists Association Classical Fellowship Award Nominee Adam Tendler returns to the Rothko Chapel to present "Night Thoughts," a recital of meditative modern American music composed in the spirit of homage and dedication, including works by John Cage, whose centenary is 2012. The program also includes works by Charles Ives, David Lang, Samuel Barber, John Adams, and Aaron Copland. Tendler will perform as a premiere suite Ned Rorem’s complete published piano music composed for James Holmes, Rorem’s late partner. Tendler will also present works of his own, including the Houston premiere of his experimental homage to Tim McGraw, “only every other memory.”

Yellowism.

Não consigo ainda ter opinião definitiva em relação ao Yellowism.

A primeira reação é de horror por terem intervindo de forma aparentemente bárbara e sem sentido sobre um quadro de um dos meus pintores favoritos, Mark Rothko. Um dos integrantes dos murais Seagram, que ainda por cima já vi ao vivo, no mesmo sítio onde aconteceu a dita intervenção.

A segunda reação é de dúvida e questão. Sempre achei que um dos critérios de avaliação da arte contemporânea era o da intenção do artista e se outra coisa aqui não houvesse, intenção há, de provocar o choque, a discussão, o debate. Volto sempre às palavras do Don DeLillo sobre o lugar dos romancistas no nosso imaginário, palavras que a Laurie Anderson cita e generaliza para o mundo da arte: "Years ago I used to think it was possible for a novelist to alter the inner life of the culture. Now bomb-makers and gunmen have taken that territory. They make raids on human consciousness. What writers used to do before we were all incorporated." E se há coisa que estes senhores foram é terroristas, ainda por cima sobre um quadro valorizado no mercado da arte em dezenas de milhões de euros.

A terceira reação, contudo, volta a sobrepor a primeira. Nunca a intervenção sobre a arte deve implicar a destruição ou desfiguramento de outra arte, é o que eu acho. Comentar, trabalhar, reproduzir, interrogar, recontextualizar, sim, tudo isto pode também ser arte. Intervir de forma vandalizadora é apenas terrorismo e se esse terrorismo se arroga a arte, nada mais é do que pretensão ao protagonismo que para mim não chega a ter o valor que deseja. E mesmo assim... tenho dúvidas, nos tempos que correm, tantas dúvidas.

Abaixo um dos Rothkos do dito conjunto.

Rothkos para o calor.

Gosto de arte abstrata. E irritam-me as duas atitudes prevalecentes sobre a mesma, que podem ser traduzidas em duas frases simples: "Isto até eu fazia." e "Isto representa o quê?". Mark Rothko é, no mercado da arte, dos mais valiosos pintores abstratos. Desconfio, contudo, que é por a sua arte ser de fácil leitura: são cores (Red, Orange, Tan And Purple; Orange And Yellow - coisas deste tipo), é quase design, é o tipo de quadro que condiz com um tapete ou um sofá. E isso também me irrita.

Quem conhece um pouco da vida de Rothko, daquilo que escreveu sobre arte, sabe que ele era tudo menos superficial. Mas mais que isso. Não é preciso conhecer o autor para perceber como os quadros são fantásticos. Os jogos de cores, a maneira como surgem na tela, como se sobrepõem e mancham ou delimitam, as emoções que o destilar do mais puro na pintura - a cor - consegue mesmo assim transmitir toda uma paleta de emoções, passe o trocadilho. Comparem-se os murais Seagram com os quadros dos últimos anos com estes aqui abaixo - qualquer reprodução não faz justiça aos originais.

Num dia como o de hoje, o calor como me toca a pele e os olhos é feito destas cores. E que bem se estava num museu fresquinho onde pudesse estar sentado em frente a elas, só a pensar, a imaginar, a divagar, a sentir.