Friday, November 10, 2023

Henry Taylor at the Whitney

In the room of 2022 portraits, the paintings just soared. 

Dry sweeps of black in the white of the eye, ensorcelled by texture and hue.

He's wondering how to hustle forward, an older student studying and working in Oxnard, CA--about 1.5 hours outside of LA, long haul--with family, serious about painting but how to move forward? his hand is like Paula Modherson Becker's painted mitts as he chews on the dilemma.

He is fantastic painting stripes and finding rich variations within a color.

Beautiful flourescence in the sofa. Hard dark shadows. Soft face.

Playing fun games with what makes a color.

Such a lovely painting! 2022 again. A banner year for this artist, in this show.
The father / guardian Picasso-esque in form, attends to the rubbery child, whose peas create a constellation of glowing stars throughout the composition. The bird is spreading the news.
Solid chair holding the child.


Light and shadow, solid too.

There's something about the way the line is dragged, yet surrounding the body like a coloring book, the little open hand that opens up the middle, buzzing with connection.


Taylor uses the motif of different sized eyes more than once, but his no-BS yet tentative paint is quite formless against the ploy. And, I am sure she looks just like she does in the painting.

The Love of Cousin Tip, 2017. Beautiful open slabs of paint make shapes, like a  Marsden Hartley or a Gregory Amenoff! then suddenly a world of sharp psychological portraiture a la Alice Neel or Kerry James Marshall.



The Oracle.

The Secret-Bearer.

The button down revealing and covering. 
The very bottom of the painting brims with action, and what is solid and what not is not delineated.

Chicken on the grill.

An epic portrait of everyday life.

The vibe of this portrait is someone tendin barbeque. Magestic.

Earlier portrait with interplay of shapes and colors.

The accuracy and pitch.

LA life, impressionistic.


Candy colors and creepiness.

Taylor worked in a psychatric hospital and later hired an unhoused painter to help him in the studio, Lemar. 

One of his best. Look at the facial hair. Necessary till it's not.


I am a Man, 2017, acrylic on paper, portrait of Jay-Z for T Magazine.


This is a beautiful portrait, with large, lovely shapes.


I was too engrossed to get a full photo, apparently.

Portrait of Andrea Bowers.


That lamp.

Portrait of Caroline


His paintings remind me of student painting, in that they can be brusque, straightfoward, unfinessed--and yet they are sophisticated, accurate, and beautiful. So much love in these paintings with keen awareness of the humanity in vulnerability, attitude, joy, strength. 

 

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