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|    18 Jun 16 19:16:16    |
      From: mars1933@hotmail.com               The life and career of Abstract Expressionist painter Mark Rothko       is a prototypical Jewish story that encapsulates a range of themes       discussed at The Occidental Quarterly. Central to Rothko's story is       the political radicalism of Eastern European Jewish migrants arriving       in the United States between 1880 and 1920; the reflexive hostility of       these migrants and their descendants to the traditional people and       culture of their new homeland; and how this hostility was reflected in       the artistic and intellectual currents that dominated Western       societies during the 20th century. Rothko's story also exemplifies       other familiar themes including: the force of Jewish ethnic networking       and nepotism in promoting Jewish interests, and the tendency for       Jewish "genius" to be constructed by the Jewish intellectual       establishment as self-appointed gatekeepers of Western culture.               With Jackson Pollock, Mark Rothko has been accorded a leading       place in the ranks of the Abstract Expressionists. If there is such a       thing as a cult artist among the liberal Jewish intelligentsia, then       Rothko is probably it. Important people stand in grave silence before       his empty expanses with looks on their faces that bespeak lofty       thoughts. As a critic for The Times noted:              Rothko evokes all that could be criticized as most pretentious,       most clannish, most pseudish about his spectators. They stand       there gravely perusing something that to the outsider probably       looks more like a patch of half-stripped wallpaper than a picture       and then declare themselves profoundly moved. And many out-       siders will start to wonder if they are being duped, if this Mod-       ernist emperor actually has no clothes on and his fans are just       the blind followers of some aesthetic faith.               For critics like Ottmann, Rothko's genius is indisputable and he       possessed an "extraordinary talent" that enabled him to transfer his       metaphysical "impulses to the canvas with a power and magnetism       that stuns viewers of his work. . . . In fact Rothko's skill in       achieving this result-whether intentional or not-perhaps explains why       he was once called 'the melancholic rabbi.'"1 For prominent Jewish art       historian Simon Schama, Rothko's "big vertical canvasses of       contrasting bars of colour, panels of colour stacked up on top of each       other" qualify Rothko as "a maker of paintings as powerful and       complicated as anything by his two gods-Rembrandt and Turner." For the       ethnocentric Schama "these [Rothko's] paintings are equivalent of       these old masters.               After experimenting with Expressionism and Surrealism, Rothko       arrived in 1949 at the signature style that would typify his work       until his death by suicide in 1970 at the age of 66. This consisted of       two or three floating rectangles of colour painted against a       monochrome background. A pioneer of "colour-field" painting, Rothko       claimed that only abstract painting could express the "full gravity of       religious yearnings and the angst of the human condition." His final       works became so minimalistic (large black canvasses) as to be almost       void of any substance.               As an educated family and active Zionists, the Rothkowitz family       spoke Hebrew in addition to Russian and Yiddish. Whereas the older       siblings attended public schools along with many other Jewish chil-       dren concentrated in one neighbourhood of Portland, father Rothko-       witz decided that Marcus would receive a strict religious education.               Rothko's parents saw no contradiction in bringing up their son as       an Orthodox Jew, a Zionist, and a Communist. This is quite in keeping       with Kevin MacDonald's observation that "within [pre-Bolshevik]       Russian Jewish communities, the acceptance of radical political ideol-       ogy often coexisted with messianic forms of Zionism as well as intense       commitment to Jewish nationalism and religious and cultural separa-       tism, and many individuals held various and often rapidly changing       combinations of these ideas."14                      His entire family was in favour of the Russian Revolution, as Rothko       later said."15 This was, of course, very typical, with Jewish       historian Norman Cantor noting that: "In the first half of the       twentieth century, Marxist-Leninist communism ran like an       electromagnetic lightning flash through Jewish societies from Moscow       to Western Europe, the United States and Canada, gaining the lifelong       adherence of brilliant, passionately dedicated Jewish men and wom-       en."16               Rothko excelled academically at Lincoln High School in Portland,       and was a passionate debater for the radical cause, and "went to hear       the firecracker orator 'Red' Emma Goldman lay into capitalism and       sing the praises of the Russian Revolution."19               Rothko believed that one's means of artistic expression was       "unrelated to manual ability or painterly technique, that it is drawn       from an inborn feeling for form; the ideal lies in the spontaneity,       simplicity and directness of children."32 Such grandiloquent       pronouncements from Rothko were not unusual, with Collings noting that       "Rothko was outrageously over-fruity and grandiose in his statements       about art and religion and the solemn importance of his own art."33               This tendency on the part of Rothko prompted one writer to de-       clare: "What I find amazing . . . is how a painting which is two       rectangles of different colors can somehow prompt thousands upon       thousands of words on the human condition, Marxist dialectics, and       social construction." He suggests that a good rule of thumb is "that       the more obtuse terms an artist and his supporters use to describe a       work, the less worth the painting has. By this definition Rothko may       be the most worthless artist in the history of humanity." Another       critic humorously observed that Rothko needed to be fluent in       rationalizing his existence and validating himself as a relevant       artist to the average idiot who spent tens of thousands of dollars on       paintings which could be easily reproduced by anyone with a pulse and       a paint brush. Rothko . .. learned to garner attention to his       paintings by getting into a frenzied drama-queen state and       hysterically claiming that his works were deep, profound statements       and not just indiscriminate blobs of color. They were expressions that       rejected society's expectation of technical expertise, actual talent       and an artist's evolution over time.               Lasha Darkmoon has noted the tendency of Jewish artists to set       about redefining the very nature of artistic excellence to allow for       their own technical inadequacies. She observes that: "Whatever Jewish       artists were good at, that would be the art of the future. If Jews       were no good at drawing, good drawing would no longer be necessary."       She cites Israel Shamir who notes that the "preparation of these items       [of non-figurative art] places no demand on artistic abilities. They       can be done by anybody." Darkmoon elaborates:              In order to succeed in this difficult profession, the visually chal-              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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