Sunday was an ideal afternoon: Whole Foods snacks and smoothies, explorations at the National Book Festival, seeing the Magic School Bus parked on the Mall, and visiting the National Gallery of Art. We went to the gallery to see the new Andy Warhol Headlines exhibit, which was quite impressive. The breadth of work the museum had on display reflecting Warhol’s focus on newspaper headlines ranged from Warhol’s first screen prints and focus on headline news to collaborations with Jean-Michel Basquiat and Keith Haring. It was so interesting to see the direct translation of Warhol’s concern with fame through the curation of his works concerned with newspaper headlines.
After viewing the Warhol exhibit, we stopped by the ground floor to take a peak at one of the Pollocks on display (Lavender Mist). I could sit, stare, observe, and consume this work (actually any Pollock) for hours on end, but I only stayed about 15 minutes. To say that I love Jackson Pollock would be an understatement. Something about the chaos and the monumental aspect of his work calms me, sets me right with the world. I guess looking at a work of art that is all about the paint and the process rather than any subject matter is just my kind of viewpoint- I’m right in line with Clement Greenberg on this one.
15 minutes with an original Pollock for me is like 15 minutes of fame for Andy Warhol.