(Picture courtesy of H4NUM4N at flickr.com.)
We have varying reactions to works of art that represent a world of what seems mechanical forms, structure that defies our sense of beauty to some extent. The break from representational art provokes us, and is meant to, to give us different views of the world around us.
The work pictured above, situated in the Hirshorn Gallery of Art’s Sculpture Garden, confronts the multitudes that visit the National Capitol’s Mall. That makes it probably one of the best known works of what is often referred to as modern art.
The piece has many descriptions, but it is something like a ship’s prow and the artist’s background in sailing communities is suggested. That there are angles which introduce ‘V’ shapes and that it is made of recycled metal also come up.
The dangling “V” shaped piece of the sculpture has been described as representing the prow of a ship, or, as by art critic Irving Sandler as a representation of di Suvero’s family’s maritime heritage in Venice. Sandler also stated that the acute angles have male and female associations, with the horizontal representing a penis and the vertical “V”, a vagina, which di Suvero does not associate with the work. The “V” has also been suggested to represent birds in flight or a “V” for victory.[7] Jayne Merkel believed that Are Years What? exploited the strengths of the I-beams yet “at the same time, he has made a piece that is graceful and well balanced – aesthetically pleasing and intriguing from a number of points of view.”[8] Upon the sculpture’s installation at the Hirshhorn, The Washington Post received the work as “brilliant in conception,” “prominent, beautiful and memorable. It lifts the heart and stays in the mind. It is a gift to the city and all who visit.”[3] Are Years What? is considered by some to be di Suvero’s “breakthrough work.”[9]
That signs inform us it is not meant to be climbed on tells me what the form means to children. It would be nice if they could scramble around on it. Insurance forfends.
Mercifully, most of us have recovered from the stage of feeling insulted when art occurs in forms that we need adjusting to. If you don’t see beauty in a piece of this sort, at least you are probably beyond the stage when you feel insulted to be shown a new way to look at a world we don’t understand and can’t make into perfectly satisfactory representations.




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Hey ya, Ruth.
Wow, kinda heavy thoughts for this early, but I think this diary is Wonderful!
My first impression of this piece is something constructive-like. Actually, it looks like post-construction, something that fell down. I’ll look at it some more and come back with other feelings.
Art doesn’t offend me either. But, it does move me.
Thanks, demi. I guess I am ready to encourage all of us to open up to new thoughts and ways of viewing things. Modern art gets knocked around, and I’m giving it some TLC.
There was a short period of time, maybe a year, where I worked in the office of an Art Fabrication house. Saw lots of modern art that year, talked to the artists on the phone, and got to go to several shows. Interesting stuff. Trying to remember their names.
Did some research and remembered one, Jonathon Borofsky. The company I worked for made the Molecule Man that was installed in downtown Los Angeles.
I remember that it was my job to pull the permits for the installation.
He wanted to do a series of something made out of special hardwoods and he and I spoke quite a bit on the phone and I went around to different places and looked for really cool wood.
Wow. What a flash back. Thanks, Ruth.
It suggests a precarious balance(of the world, ecology, economics etc)
Precarious. Good word, pshakkottai.
Elements in the balance.
Could go this way, could go that way.
Doesn’t our Ruth Calvo find wonderful metaphors for our lives in the moment?
(‘kay, duderuthless, you owe me a nickle.)
Very good to do. More art around cities improves the atmosphere. I was in Dallas last weekend and visited the very dramatic tribute to cancer survivors that has a series of ephemeral doors, with human figures going through them, really nice.
Thanks, good thought, and feeling that balance, even offset beams, is what the artist does for us.
Virtual dime on its way, see, upped you one.
Hi Ruth. Looks like the fixins for a new barn to me.
No surprise there, it does make me see you with a set of tools ready to set it right.
Ruth, did you see any of the opening ceremony for the paralympics?
They had a large scale reproduction of Marc Quinn’s celebrated sculpture
You have to scroll a little way down to see it.
And, if you’re in the mood for more art, you can look at this Performance Art that was part of the opening ceremony as well. Some of it is breathtaking.
Hey STO. Too long to type, sorry. hee hee.
Occasionally, when I’m out and about, I see a huge metal structure that is clearly the beginnings of a large barn. It’s big. And, this is horse country, but someone somehow must’ve run outta moola, because it’s been sitting there, just a frame for years.
Every time I see it, I think, I wonder what it would take to finish that thing off and make a homeless shelter of of it.
And, then I’m overwhelmed and shut down.
I think the definition of what is art has run fast and loose alittle too often. Example: You photo, you are standing in the Pacific ocean, in the hull of a ship wreck. This is art. The ribs of that ship sticking out of the sand is debris.
Looks at toes…
I’ll have some of what Spud’s having, please.
Missed it, but using art to show human beauty is awfully fitting.
Right. That hull sticking out of the sand is incredible, and humbling. So are your toes. Now I’ll give you a few hours to figure out how to answer that one.
You all know I never resist a laugh.
Yet a picture of the ribs sticking from the sand, add a Pacific sunset, and you have art. Far to complicated a subject for me I guess. Love ya. / means Ima gonna lose on this one too.
Luckily you took me there, count it a win. Love you.
Going to the hardware store to get a tube of caulking. Already have the gun. We’ll consider it bathtub art. Maybe they’ll have rainbow caulk. Nah.
You two are so cute, might I add. :)
Bathtub art needs to happen here, a good scrubbing might be just the touch. We’re silly, too, just the right sort of people.
Yeah, man. We’re going down together, and we’ll stop and look at the chicks they have there too. Nice Saturday.
Peep peep turns into bgawk pretty quick is what I hear.
And, ps, we’re stopping for margaritas at the local place on our way back. Not as romantic as those kayak rides you guys shared this summer, still. Not bad. :)
You’re probably wondering why I flagged both of you?
Not yet.:<}
Down has many uses, too. Enjoy the margaritas, have fun.
Careful. We can get worse, yet.
Bad, bad, mean mean girls. You make me feel so good.
Back. I had a margarita and Chris had a beer. (guys, go figure)
But, now I have a pot of coffee on because I’m expecting a call from a friend who might want to buy mister’s old car, ’cause he doesn’t have any car and I offered to pick him up from where he is the chef at MEND to bring him here. Whew. Need coffee.
We can get $300 from pick you parts and easy peasy, but I’d like to help out a friend in need if I can.
Coffee will help.
Blah, blah, blah.
The Thing from Another World is just starting on tv. And, also Them is on. Oh, another day in sillyhoodland. :)
(((Ruth)))
What Are Years?
By Marianne Moore
What is our innocence,
what is our guilt? All are
naked, none is safe. And whence
is courage: the unanswered question,
the resolute doubt,—
dumbly calling, deafly listening—that
in misfortune, even death,
encourages others
and in its defeat, stirs
the soul to be strong? He
sees deep and is glad, who
accedes to mortality
and in his imprisonment rises
upon himself as
the sea in a chasm, struggling to be
free and unable to be,
in its surrendering
finds its continuing.
So he who strongly feels,
behaves. The very bird,
grown taller as he sings, steels
his form straight up. Though he is captive,
his mighty singing
says, satisfaction is a lowly
thing, how pure a thing is joy.
This is mortality,
this is eternity.
So glad you can, and a car can make a lot of difference to some one needing to work. Thanks for your generosity.
Thanks, yes, what Marianne Moore said in words, di Suvero put into a form that he thought would tell us about her inspiration. Our reaction to his work is what he hoped would reflect on what he felt about her poetry.
http://www.fedbybirds.com/2010/11/marianne_moore.html
Great stuff.
Nightie Night, Ruth, Spud, normanb, econobuzz, pshakkottai (may I hear an amen for copy/paste?)
And, all readers not commenting out loud. :)
Bless all your souls with a peaceful rest.
amen.