11 thoughts on “2020 – 092/366 – Mark Rothko…

    • Thank you Lynn. Are you familiar with Morton Feldman? A friend recently (re-)introduced me to his work and I found myself thinking how much it seemed like an aural cognate to Rothko’s visual when, low-and-behold, many, many of his pieces on Youtube are paired with Rothko images for the “cover art” so apparently there’s something to that……

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      • Thanks for another musical introduction – no, I don’t know of him. Listening to a piano piece now (I really like it) and I can see the connection. Somewhere online I just read that he was friends with Rothko (Rauschenberg, too). The Rothko Chapel donors asked Feldman to compose a tribute, which he did. Interesting. Feldman was also made a member of a Rothko Foundation, to preserve Rothko’s works.
        We have a Rothko biography on a bookshelf here, a hefty one that I’ve dipped into here and there. I found Feldman mentioned in passing and noted this quote, which I thought you’d like. He was awarded an honorary doctorate from Yale, which he dropped out of in 1923. When Rothko thanked the university he said, “When I was a younger man, art was a lonely thing: no galleries, collectors, no critics, no money. Yet it was a golden time, for then we had nothing to lose and vision to gain. Today it is not quite the same. It is a time of tons of verbiage, activity, a consumption. Which is better for the world at large, I will not venture to discuss. But I do know that many who are driven to this life are desperately searching for those pockets of silence where they can root and grow. We must all hope they find them.”

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        • “…searching for those pockets of silence where they can root and grow.”
          Damn. But I think I’ll have to steal that line.
          You do know me well, Lynn.
          And the connections between them! Of course! I still wonder how it is that a person can hear something and feel that an image fits it. The synesthesia of art. I wonder at the actual mechanism of it. Where in the brain does it get translated (yes, yes, a neurologist could no doubt tell me…but still…) and how does it still make sense to us to even speak of such things? This to me is a kind of shamanism .
          Thank you for sharing the magic.

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