Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Rauschenberg's White Paintings, 1951

There's something so poetic about these.  It offers us nothing -  no color, no line, no artistic skill, no subject matter - yet it offers us everything: the history of abstraction, the implications of an art object,  the relationship between the viewer and the artwork, even Zen Buddhism.  It's hard for me to qualify the genius of something like this.  If I continue to try, I will just sound more like a crazy kook.  

I know.  Load of bullshit, right? but it's just so beautiful.  

I guess all I can do is share this with you guys and hope that someone else will find it as beautiful as I do.  

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