Georgio Morandi and Wang Hui at the Met
Friday, September 26th, 2008I’m going to admit to something that might be heresy for a painter: I went to the Giorgio Morandi show at the Metropolitan Museum of Art on Thursday and came away rather disappointed. I had seen a Morandi exhibition in Chelsea back in 2004 and remember being impressed and wowed by paint handling, subtle use of desaturated colors, and interesting compositions built from bottles, pitchers, and vases. For some reason, this large retrospective at the Met didn’t produce the same feelings.
For one, I remember that show at Lucas Schoormans gallery being very well lit and hung on white walls, a perfect way to see these mostly neutral paintings. At the Met, the show is in the Robert Lehman wing, where it feels like you’re in a dungeon and the paintings look more dull than nuanced. I think a part of it may have been my expectations perhaps coupled with a faulty memory of the past show. In most of the still life works at the Met, the compositions are crowded and piled together, breaking many of the usual “rules” about composition (e.g., “kissing edges”, where the edge of one object lines up perfectly with those of the horizon or of another object). From the wall texts (though contrary to at least one review of this show), we learn that this is what Morandi was trying to do — to explore mostly flat abstract compositions using traditional still life objects whose purpose was solely to provide shape. Well, that’s a pretty interesting goal, but my memory of the Chelsea show was of very subtle, off-white colors with creative but not “stuck” compositions, and I had found those paintings fascinating and worthy of close scrutiny (though this could be a faulty memory of mine, or me coming at them at a different point in time). At the Met, I found it hard to enjoy the compositions where the objects were all bunched up or aligned in forced ways.
One thing I notice is that in the catalog available at the Met, as well as in the images you can view online, it seems that the contrast has been pumped up a bit compared to the actual works. For many of the pieces, that makes them look better (as traditional still lifes, at least) in reproduction than they do in real life. The reproductions don’t, however, capture the brushstroke and paint handling that also is one of Morandi’s charms.
On my last few visits to the Met I have felt rushed, but on Thursday I had plenty of time and was able to enjoy a few of the museums other exhibits and treasures. The famous Duccio painting that the museum acquired in 2004 for a huge sum of money (estimated at greater than $45 million) is presently on display, worthy of close inspection for its value, style, and historical import if not painterly technique.
I spent a good long time studying a Rembrandt self-portrait, trying to soak up some advice on portrait painting, partly through analysis and partly perhaps through “visual osmosis” (alas, I probably should have spent another hour or two looking at this painting…).
Finally, I made it to “Landscapes Clear and Radiant: The Art of Wang Hui“, an absolutely stunning show of Chinese paintings from 17th century master Wang Hui (plus a few much earlier works from artists who would have inspired and influenced Wang). In some of the earlier work, Wang painted in the style of his predecessors using mostly black ink on either paper or silk supports, creating elegant landscapes that balance beauty and atmosphere with calligraphic detail. The last room in the show contains two knock-your-socks-off paintings of incredible detail and size (one of them I think would reach 72 feet long if it were fully unfurled). These are both color and black ink on large silk scrolls and each depicts a journey (of the emperor, I believe) across the land. Tiny, but clearly drawn figures populate the landscapes; the people are working the fields, shopping in the marketplace, gathering in crowds. There’s not a sign of any pentimenti anywhere in the scrolls — how did the artist draw such intricate designs without any mistakes?
But the best was yet to come: As I was strolling through this exhibition I heard a familiar voice to my left. When I looked over, I saw that it was indeed a very famous singer and artist (and avid museum-goer), explaining the Wang Hui show quite expertly to some friends. [Hint: He goes by a different name as an artist than he does as a musician and at one point became a huge hit on MTV.]


