Leon Kossoff: Looking at life with a loaded brush
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NEW YORK —
During his decades as an artist, British painter Leon Kossoff (1926-2019)
produced 510 known oil paintings. This can be said because they have all been
tracked down and published in a catalogue raisonné just out from Modern Art Press (London).
A catalogue
raisonné is a herculean effort of research, detective work, devotion and
perception. This one, assembled over eight years by a small team led by Andrea
Rose, an art historian and specialist in British painting, conveys the usual
breathtaking accumulation of information: images of each painting, its
exhibition history and bibliography, and a list of its successive owners
(called a provenance).
An added benefit
is the liveliness of Rose’s annotations of the paintings, which are peppered
with striking observations from sundry art historians, curators, critics,
artists, the artist himself and others. One of Kossoff’s two small paintings
based on Titian’s horrific “Apollo Flaying Marsyas,” for example, comes with an
insightful appreciation by David Bowie, who once owned it.
(Photo: NYTimes)
The publication of
a catalogue raisonné is a momentous event, and Kossoff’s is being celebrated by
the exhibition “Leon Kossoff: A Life in Painting,” a title shared by three
small, carefully thought-out surveys at the artist’s primary galleries:
Mitchell-Innes & Nash in New York, Annely Juda Fine Art in London and LA
Louver in Los Angeles. A collective catalog reproduces the works in all three
of them, which is admirable. It also calls the combined shows “the largest most
comprehensive exhibition” of Kossoff’s paintings ever staged in a commercial
gallery, which seems an empty boast.
By now, Kossoff is
among the most accomplished painters of the late 20th and early 21st centuries.
He has been unfairly overshadowed by fellow Brits like Francis Bacon and Lucian
Freud, thanks in part to their colorful personal lives. But this may pass.
Kossoff’s
greatness lies in the extreme way he pits the two basic realities of painting —
the actual paint surface and the image depicted — against each another. First
there is the startlingly heavy, even off-putting, impasto of his oil paint,
which sometimes seems more ladled on than conventionally applied with a brush
(even a big one), and which gives his surfaces an almost topographical
dimension. Then there is the reality of his images, initially swamped in paint,
that ultimately battles its way to legibility through a process that
thrillingly slows and extends the act of looking.
The painter’s
subjects fall into two main groups. There are self-portraits as well as
portraits of friends and family and paintings of nude models — all made during
long sessions in his studio. Then there is everything outside, namely London
and its pulsing life. This he captured in paintings of construction sites,
pedestrians passing well-known buildings or entering tube stations, and trains
racing along tracks. These began as numerous drawings made on location, from
which he painted in the studio.
The 13 paintings
at Mitchell-Innes & Nash span three decades and most of his subjects. They
begin with the large “Seated Nude No. 1” (1963) — a Rubenesque woman sinking
into a dark armchair — full of early signals of his vision. Among other
standouts is a 1992 rendering of Nicholas Hawksmoor’s English baroque
masterpiece, Christ Church, Spitalfields in the East End, towering protectively
above the people hurrying past on the sidewalk; a powerful seated portrait of
his father; a roiling demolition scene; and two passing trains viewed from
above, through trees.
(Photo: NYTimes)
The great thing
about Kossoff’s paintings is the ultimate accuracy of their portrayals, in the
psychic and physical sense. All his subjects come across as complex presences,
living parts of the living world — whether human, architectural or natural —
animated by his thick, quietly vibrating surfaces.
It is telling that the
only still life in the entire catalogue raisonné is from the early 1950s, when
Kossoff was just getting started. Even his paintings based on the old masters
are usually multifigure compositions to which he adds his own special sense of
tumult. This is exemplified in this superb show by the lunging bodies and
brushwork in his copy of a Poussin. He had little interest in stillness.
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NEW YORK —
During his decades as an artist, British painter Leon Kossoff (1926-2019)
produced 510 known oil paintings. This can be said because they have all been
tracked down and published in a catalogue raisonné just out from Modern Art Press (London).
A catalogue raisonné is a herculean effort of research, detective work, devotion and perception. This one, assembled over eight years by a small team led by Andrea Rose, an art historian and specialist in British painting, conveys the usual breathtaking accumulation of information: images of each painting, its exhibition history and bibliography, and a list of its successive owners (called a provenance).
An added benefit is the liveliness of Rose’s annotations of the paintings, which are peppered with striking observations from sundry art historians, curators, critics, artists, the artist himself and others. One of Kossoff’s two small paintings based on Titian’s horrific “Apollo Flaying Marsyas,” for example, comes with an insightful appreciation by David Bowie, who once owned it.
(Photo: NYTimes)
The publication of a catalogue raisonné is a momentous event, and Kossoff’s is being celebrated by the exhibition “Leon Kossoff: A Life in Painting,” a title shared by three small, carefully thought-out surveys at the artist’s primary galleries: Mitchell-Innes & Nash in New York, Annely Juda Fine Art in London and LA Louver in Los Angeles. A collective catalog reproduces the works in all three of them, which is admirable. It also calls the combined shows “the largest most comprehensive exhibition” of Kossoff’s paintings ever staged in a commercial gallery, which seems an empty boast.
By now, Kossoff is among the most accomplished painters of the late 20th and early 21st centuries. He has been unfairly overshadowed by fellow Brits like Francis Bacon and Lucian Freud, thanks in part to their colorful personal lives. But this may pass.
Kossoff’s greatness lies in the extreme way he pits the two basic realities of painting — the actual paint surface and the image depicted — against each another. First there is the startlingly heavy, even off-putting, impasto of his oil paint, which sometimes seems more ladled on than conventionally applied with a brush (even a big one), and which gives his surfaces an almost topographical dimension. Then there is the reality of his images, initially swamped in paint, that ultimately battles its way to legibility through a process that thrillingly slows and extends the act of looking.
The painter’s subjects fall into two main groups. There are self-portraits as well as portraits of friends and family and paintings of nude models — all made during long sessions in his studio. Then there is everything outside, namely London and its pulsing life. This he captured in paintings of construction sites, pedestrians passing well-known buildings or entering tube stations, and trains racing along tracks. These began as numerous drawings made on location, from which he painted in the studio.
The 13 paintings at Mitchell-Innes & Nash span three decades and most of his subjects. They begin with the large “Seated Nude No. 1” (1963) — a Rubenesque woman sinking into a dark armchair — full of early signals of his vision. Among other standouts is a 1992 rendering of Nicholas Hawksmoor’s English baroque masterpiece, Christ Church, Spitalfields in the East End, towering protectively above the people hurrying past on the sidewalk; a powerful seated portrait of his father; a roiling demolition scene; and two passing trains viewed from above, through trees.
(Photo: NYTimes)
The great thing about Kossoff’s paintings is the ultimate accuracy of their portrayals, in the psychic and physical sense. All his subjects come across as complex presences, living parts of the living world — whether human, architectural or natural — animated by his thick, quietly vibrating surfaces.
It is telling that the only still life in the entire catalogue raisonné is from the early 1950s, when Kossoff was just getting started. Even his paintings based on the old masters are usually multifigure compositions to which he adds his own special sense of tumult. This is exemplified in this superb show by the lunging bodies and brushwork in his copy of a Poussin. He had little interest in stillness.
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A catalogue raisonné is a herculean effort of research, detective work, devotion and perception. This one, assembled over eight years by a small team led by Andrea Rose, an art historian and specialist in British painting, conveys the usual breathtaking accumulation of information: images of each painting, its exhibition history and bibliography, and a list of its successive owners (called a provenance).
An added benefit is the liveliness of Rose’s annotations of the paintings, which are peppered with striking observations from sundry art historians, curators, critics, artists, the artist himself and others. One of Kossoff’s two small paintings based on Titian’s horrific “Apollo Flaying Marsyas,” for example, comes with an insightful appreciation by David Bowie, who once owned it.
(Photo: NYTimes)
The publication of a catalogue raisonné is a momentous event, and Kossoff’s is being celebrated by the exhibition “Leon Kossoff: A Life in Painting,” a title shared by three small, carefully thought-out surveys at the artist’s primary galleries: Mitchell-Innes & Nash in New York, Annely Juda Fine Art in London and LA Louver in Los Angeles. A collective catalog reproduces the works in all three of them, which is admirable. It also calls the combined shows “the largest most comprehensive exhibition” of Kossoff’s paintings ever staged in a commercial gallery, which seems an empty boast.
By now, Kossoff is among the most accomplished painters of the late 20th and early 21st centuries. He has been unfairly overshadowed by fellow Brits like Francis Bacon and Lucian Freud, thanks in part to their colorful personal lives. But this may pass.
Kossoff’s greatness lies in the extreme way he pits the two basic realities of painting — the actual paint surface and the image depicted — against each another. First there is the startlingly heavy, even off-putting, impasto of his oil paint, which sometimes seems more ladled on than conventionally applied with a brush (even a big one), and which gives his surfaces an almost topographical dimension. Then there is the reality of his images, initially swamped in paint, that ultimately battles its way to legibility through a process that thrillingly slows and extends the act of looking.
The painter’s subjects fall into two main groups. There are self-portraits as well as portraits of friends and family and paintings of nude models — all made during long sessions in his studio. Then there is everything outside, namely London and its pulsing life. This he captured in paintings of construction sites, pedestrians passing well-known buildings or entering tube stations, and trains racing along tracks. These began as numerous drawings made on location, from which he painted in the studio.
The 13 paintings at Mitchell-Innes & Nash span three decades and most of his subjects. They begin with the large “Seated Nude No. 1” (1963) — a Rubenesque woman sinking into a dark armchair — full of early signals of his vision. Among other standouts is a 1992 rendering of Nicholas Hawksmoor’s English baroque masterpiece, Christ Church, Spitalfields in the East End, towering protectively above the people hurrying past on the sidewalk; a powerful seated portrait of his father; a roiling demolition scene; and two passing trains viewed from above, through trees.
(Photo: NYTimes)
The great thing about Kossoff’s paintings is the ultimate accuracy of their portrayals, in the psychic and physical sense. All his subjects come across as complex presences, living parts of the living world — whether human, architectural or natural — animated by his thick, quietly vibrating surfaces.
It is telling that the only still life in the entire catalogue raisonné is from the early 1950s, when Kossoff was just getting started. Even his paintings based on the old masters are usually multifigure compositions to which he adds his own special sense of tumult. This is exemplified in this superb show by the lunging bodies and brushwork in his copy of a Poussin. He had little interest in stillness.
Read more Culture and Arts