I just learned on Facebook that Helen Frankenthaler died today at age 83. A "Color Field" abstract expressionist, she died after a long illness. I had no idea she was ill. I just placed a candle under one of her prints, shown above, which graces the space over my living room fireplace.Since so many of the abstract expressionists who "live" on my walls have died, I feel a special sadness - the passing of an era, not "simply" a major contributor to that era, but a woman among men. Her work was beautiful. I've wanted to own an Essence Mulberry woodcut by Frankenthaler (or perhaps Mountains and the Sea, which is in a museum). They have always been out of reach (for me). Now, I'm sure they will remain so.
She was a great artist. May she rest in peace, dancing in heaven with the other abstract expressionists - exuberantly painting heaven's glory with eyes that interpret colors as no one else can.
For an obituary, see the New York Times.
Photo courtesy of Zane Bennett Contemporary Art
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Beautifully written homage, CG, thank you. This is one of my favorite periods in art, and like you, I loved Frankenthaler. Morris Louis too, obviously.
Thank you, Anonymous. Morris Louis, Kenneth Noland, Frank Stella, Gene Davis... I used to visit museums and galleries weekly, always gravitating to the abstract expressionists. Maybe that's why I love makeup color so much. There is a similarity, I think.
So sad that so many are gone now.
I also am mesmerized with the Abstract Expressionists. Would love to sit in front of a Rothko or Kandinsky with a glass of wine during cocktail hour and just unwind with those colors that sing to me. Thank you for a thoughtful, pertinent, and moving post.
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