Schiele Portraits and a wander day in the city

Sunday was the first day in the 40s NYC has seen in months, and it was well appreciated. Went to the Neue Galerie with a couple of friends to have a look at the Egon Schiele portraits exhibit, and seeing his work in person is never disappointing. His linework is so sure and fine, and his distortions of limbs, faces —of bodies— so well-informed and limned with such confidence that they are often more convincing than an ‘accurate’ anatomical study.

Duplex

After the show, we walked south and west through Central Park, then hopped a train to Blue Ribbon Downing Street bar for some food and wine, followed by a meander to Upholstery Wine Bar (same owner as Cafe Sabarsky in the Neue—full circle), and finally headed to Duplex Planet for some piano bar fun.

After the jump, a couple more of my quick sketches from Duplex, plus a small sampling of some of the works featured in the portraits show.

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An illustrated book acquired on my travels

“Anbetung des Korsetts”

Or, Adoration of the Corset, by Bele Bachem and Wolfgang Ebert. I found this at a book seller’s stall in a little market in Amsterdam near Nieuwmarkt. Zac and I each found several books there, and a lot of vintage postcards. It’s a German book, published in 1961, and the illustrations are fantastic. They remind me of the wonderful ink drawings Andy Warhol did before he quit his day job.

I’ve scanned a few of them and used Google translate, which does rather a poor job. If anyone out there is fluent in both German and sass, send translations! Or hit me up to translate the whole thing.

“Anbetung des Korsetts”Ein interessanter Fall für Korsettomanen.
Zech Korsetts geben sich ein modisches Stelldichein.
Man kann also fast von einem Korselett sprechen.
Man kann es aber auch bleiben lassen.

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The Man from Rijn


Landscape with three gabled cottages, Rembrandt van Rijn

Over the weekend we were lucky enough to get into the Frick Collection after only a twenty minute wait. I’d not been there in years, and the first hour of my visit was spent reacquainting myself with it. It’s unique in its use of  space; keeping the feel and look of the house much as it was when Mr. Frick lived in the stately building, showcasing wall panels, objects and furniture in addition to paintings.

The reason for the visit this time, however, was to view the current exhibition: Rembrandt & His School; in particular the etchings and drawings (though several paintings were also on view, including the newly restored self portrait). Admittedly, many of the works of his followers felt pale in comparison; lacking that veritas inherent in his expressive lines; the humor and humanity.

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