Showing posts with label michael graves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label michael graves. Show all posts
I don’t think of myself as a Post-Modernist (or minimalist).

"I find the metaphors of the machine that Modernism embodies, along with the geometric abstraction of formal composition, to be alienating and sometimes even disorienting, as opposed to a more classical approach that considers metaphors of man and the landscape and a more figurative formal tradition."
- Michael Graves

All artists should simply use the materials that are appropriate to their ends. It’s a false issue to say this is ‘industrial’ and this is ‘art’ material" - Carl Andre.





Ah Michael Graves' residential projects make my mind do flips & circles. From early to late, there is something about his work that breaks so many rules, but often times, quietly. I've been staring at these images for a long time now, pinned onto a cork board. Today, they aligned themselves into a coherent thought (that is still up for debate). Here's to patience! Here's to sculpture! Here's to houses that look like sculpture! - David John


"My father’s family were bricklayers and carpenters and shipbuilders, and so my earliest experiences are not of art, but of the materials and those are the materials that I continue to use. I never did anything that required the art supply store as I’ve always used industrial materials.
All artists should simply use the materials that are appropriate to their ends. It’s a false issue to say this is ‘industrial’ and this is ‘art’ material"

- Carl Andre.


the minimalists' nightmare
vs
the postmodernist's painter delight

images: top left, clockwise. (all images have been altered, perhaps ruined.)
1. Michael Graves, AD (altered)
2. Carl Andre, wall painted behind. altered
3. Becky Beasely. liquid turned blue. altered
4. Michael Graves, AD altered


I would have to say that my architecture evolved in part as a reaction to aspects of Modernism. I find the metaphors of the machine that Modernism embodies, along with the geometric abstraction of formal composition, to be alienating and sometimes even disorienting, as opposed to a more classical approach that considers metaphors of man and the landscape and a more figurative formal tradition. That is not to say that my work is historicist or classical stylistically, which is part of what the Post-Modern movement argued. I don’t think of myself as a Post-Modernist. The Modernists tried to wipe the slate clean and the Post-Modernists tried to look back to formal motifs recognized from historical architecture. Instead, I think that modern composition is part of a cultural continuum that goes back thousands of years and therefore I tend to see both Modernism and the traditional language of architecture as part of the palette we use to compose our buildings.
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Michael Graves, please read interview here...







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Y H B H S (card catalog) selection 17


Keegan McHargue, artist, New York












Michael Graves: Buildings and Projects 1982-89


Keegan McHargue
writes: "Because I grew up walking by the Portland Building everyday growing up in Portland Oregon, wondering about it's nearly comical notion of classical motifs. It wasn't until much later that I was formally introduced to the work of it's creator, Michael Graves, and learned how large an impact he had not just on me, but on an entire generation (and those who would later rebel against them!)"


















Keegan Mchargue
is an artist living in New York. Go to his site here... Upcoming show in 2011 at Galerie Jeanroche Dard, Paris......


"In Keegan McHargue's work, the painting is both backdrop and stage, each work an uncanny tableau from a world not entirely unlike REALITY, in which grotesque characters are caught, unable to escape the capricious and twisted logic that produced them. Cut-out figures float over depthless grids, while the arches and walkways around them dead-end in the sudden flat-coloured ground of the canvas. Monstrous creatures attest to the potential of any part of the scene to develop into any other, to effloresce, bifurcate, become translucent or prismatic, according to the scheme of each unfolding allegory.

Fragmented views of factories of obscure purpose, their arcane pipework dripping flat teardrops, build into melancholy systems whose imagined functions reflect psychological circuits as much as they allude to the arbitrary and controlling infrastructures of the contemporary political economy. The faces that stare out of this fractured, animistic surface range from those of sentient puppets just free enough to flash a helpless, puzzled look to the audience as the scenery melts around them, to the carnivalesque masks of participants in some unknown, degenerate ritual."

taken from here...














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