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The End Game, as it has come to be known, has been knocking around on and off since (Black Square, 1915) Malevich, and is still a rarefied trope to reckon with. Robert Ryman is no slouch after all and he still serves as mentor. Here Beginneth the Lesson: Matisse and Picasso flattened everything, lifting the flatitudes of Master Cezanne. In general terms, this flatness became the most singular hall-mark of Modernism. Many added to it as the 20th century marched on but by the late forties and early fifties, the not-so-flat abstract brush mark (and alcohol and angst) dominated, forming a sort of parallel to the sister-urge in the modernist appetite for endless reduction. By the end, as Rauschenberg and Johns both played with that brush mark in an ironic way, Abstract Expressionism was out. Left in its place was the newly invented Pop Art, which slyly had more to offer than it seemed. Also left was the continuation of fussing with intellectual purity. This led directly to Stella’s black paintings and the road to absolute minimal art of Carl Andre and Donald Judd and finally to the pure concepts of Joseph Kosuth. By the end of the 70s this debate seemed to run out of steam to be replaced by a more complicated doctrine of multiple theory and practice with less reliance on style and long standing modernist myths. It could be that the crisis of Modernism followed the twentieth century closely and by the end, culture was a more suspicious commodity. It must have been harder and harder to remain earnest through the Cold War and into the Vietnam Era. This might explain why the lofty vision of avant garde architects in the twenties and thirties no longer seemed possible. The final phase of High Modernism saw artists working bigger and bigger for giant new museum walls. Why did these paintings by Stella, Reinhardt, Klein, Still, Pollock, and Rothko look so good in modern settings? Because architecture was central to that reducing scenario and led the way until someone pointed out that we still would like to open our windows and sit by fireplaces. This is where the tendency to expand endlessly began showing limits. Today, artists who play with End Game strategies
have to be fairly clever by nature or they would simply engage in something
more rudimentary and conventional. It can be a little like shooting off
your own foot and frankly, most artists steer away from the intellectual
and historical snags required in devising “the last painting”
or indeed, attempting the next big thing in the history of art. Back to InLiquid's Commentary section index © 2007 James Rosenthal and InLiquid.com; image copyright © Minimal Works Gallery |
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