Fandango’s Friday Flashback • February 14. I’ve not been a blogger nearly long enough to be able to go a year back. So this re-post of ‘Andy Warhol’s lines’ on #FFF is from October 14, that I wrote for Becky B.‘s Lines and Squares challenge.
Andy Warhol’s lines • Becky’s Lines & Squares #14
Andy Warhol’s lines
Here’s my entry to Becky’s Lines & Squares Challenge, Oct. 14, which is sparked by Victoria C. Slotto’s post Warhol-Pop Art in Words. A wonderful explanation and tribute to one of the greatest artists of the 20th century. He’s up there with Edward Hopper and Tamara de Lempicka. Of these three, he’s truly the one who democratized art. Mostly just by idolizing ‘household brands’.
Green Coca-Cola Bottles was created the year that Andy Warhol developed his pioneering silkscreen technique, which allowed him to produce his paintings through a mechanical process that paralleled his use of mass culture subjects. Here, the image of a single Coca-Cola bottle is repeated in regular rows, seven high by sixteen across, above the company’s logo. The repetitive imagery and standardized format evokes the look of mechanical reproduction, but the black outlines were probably stamped by hand from a single carved woodblock onto green areas printed in a grid pattern. This engenders subtle differences in the work’s pattern; each of the bottles differs in both the evenness of the green underpainting and in the clarity of its stamped profile. The bottles are also often slightly askew, disturbing the overall regularity of the grid and making them appear simultaneously handmade and individualized, streamlined and mass-produced. In his deadpan and ironic way, Warhol at once criticized and glorified the consumerist idols and surface values of America’s media-saturated postwar culture. “A Coke is a Coke,” he explained, “and no amount of money can get you a better Coke than the one the bum on the corner is drinking.”
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I hope you like this tribute on Fandango’s Flashback Friday.
This photo I took in a place called Naarden Vesting in the Netherlands. I was visiting a show by a few photographers. This dungeon was well below the city walls that protected this town from (predominantly) the Spanish during the 80 years war. A war that raged from 1548 until 1628 (with a 12 year truce from 1609-1621).
Just try and imagine the fact that you were born when a war was raging, and you die in war time. As the average age during that period was well below 80 years. The show by Dutch photographers was quite a contrast with these surroundings.
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We Dutch are associated with more than our fair share of clichés. There’s the dykes, the wooden shoes, the beer, the stroopwafels to name a few. And of course our bicycles.
On average, some 84% of Dutch own a bike. According to this blog that’s more than anywhere else in this world. And with an average ownership of 1,3 bikes per capita (!) we outrank the #2 country Denmark by a landslide.
I couldn’t find any figures of the average life span of a bicycle. But with so many bikes, and an expected life span of let’s say 15 years that means a fair number of bikes are being discarded every year. While the 15 years are entirely my guestimate, it would mean some 1.5 million bicycles are being discarded every year! And while probably a fair amount of Dutch do the right thing and discard their old bikes properly, I have still to come across one yet…
We rather tend to leave them where we parked them and ‘forget’ about them. Or dump them a little more out of sight. In a canal for instance…
To be continued…
Meanwhile, if you’re really that bored, try and read this…
I’m saving the full story behind Janis Joplin and her beloved Porsche in psychedelic lines for another post. Probably featuring more 60s & 70s stars and their cars. I’ll suffice to say here she bought this 1964 Porsche (when it came in an off-factory dull grey) second hand. At the time she paid $3,500 for it. She then gave one of her roadies, Dave Richards, $500 and a blank canvas to re-paint it.
The roadie, Dave Richards, called his masterpiece ‘The History of the Universe’. In true psychedelic fashion after he had completely covered the car with images of Big Brother and the Holding Company (Joplin’s band). As well as California landscapes, the Eye of God, Janis’ astrological sign (Capricorn), skulls, mushrooms, butterflies, and more.
While Janis Joplin sang one of the most memorable lines in automotive history ‘All my friends they drive Porsche’s, I must make amends…Oh Lord won’t you buy me a Mercedes-Benz’ she faithfully drove her Porsche virtually everyday she was not on tour, until she departed for good in 1970.
To save the rest for another day, Joplin’s Porsche was, after some abuse to restore the grey paint job, restored to its psychedelic lines. It was finally auctioned at Sotheby’s for no less than $ 1.76 million to an unknown buyer. In typical Sotheby’s fashion, they have never disclosed his/her name.
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Came across this painting at the ART The Hague fair a couple of weeks ago.
It mesmerized me, and looking at this picture it still does. Without the cracks and lines it would totally lose its attraction.
But typically me, I lost the piece of paper where I had jotted down the title and artist’s name… But Becky B was able out help me out with the artist, who is Lita Cabellut. And according to Wikipedia she is a Spanish multidisciplinary artist who lives and works in The Hague, Netherlands. Cabellut works on large scale canvases using a contemporary variation of the fresco technique.
If you like her work just as much, it’s definitely worthwhile to pay her site a visit.
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Came across this blues-y busker on a trip to Valencia, Spain. I was so caught by him, his appearance, his repertoire and his introvert way of performing (the only way blues can properly sang, in my mind), that I stayed. For more than an hour or so. Afterwards I gave him a €20 note.
To my surprise he objected and wanted to give me at least half back in the small change he had. But I told him nowhere in Valencia, or in the world for that matter I could listen to blues like that, sitting on the front row for that little money. Bought his CD, which incidentally was called ‘Blues Lines‘.