Saturday, September 11, 2021

Bruce Thorn: The Red Guitar

I first got to know Bruce Thorn

 after I reviewed his show at the Koehnline Museum in 2015

 

 


Bruce Thorn, Nightsong (detail)



Above is a detail from the painting that blew me  away.

God knows how he gets that much rapturous intensity into a painting. 

I couldn't get it out of my mind - so this year I asked to buy it.





Bruce Thorn: Night Watch


Sadly, Nightsong had already been sold -- but Night Watch was available

so now I am its proud owner.

Bruce's paintings are so weird and dense,

every time I look,  it feels like a first viewing.


Bruce Thorn : The Red Guitar


Recently, he finished a much larger painting, "The Red Guitar" and sent me a photo,

probably suspecting that I would be as thrilled by it as he.

 

 

He was right.



It's like a view of the cosmos: scary, infinite, unpredictable,

wonderful,  never ending.

It belongs in a shrine for the worship of the universe.

Kandinsky would have recognized a soul mate.



He then he invited me to view it in his studio



Bruce works a lot with surface texture, so photographs are really inadequate.







Here's another piece in his studio that I really like.
If it were a QR code
it might link to some divinity’s home page
Perhaps Loki ?



Mark Tobey, Pacific Transition, oil on paper, 1943






Mark Tobey, Advance of History, 1964,  gouache on paper



Mark Tobey, Night Flight, lithograph, 1975

 Bruce told me how important Mark Tobey had been to him.
 Obviously there is a resemblance
in how they compulsively cover an empty canvas
like monks filling in the margins of a manuscript.


I'm sure I've seen Tobey pieces in art museums or Art Expo,
but I've yet to see one that thrilled me enough to put it into my camera.

A good collection  of photos can be found here


It seems that Tobey was more interested in design variety
than in making something spectacular
while Bruce seems driven by some kind of religious fervor
as if the  universe needed him to  finish a painting
in order to keep on expanding second by second.



BTW - here’s a recent photo of the great beyond.
It does kinda resemble Red Guitar.



It's no coincidence that some of his marks recall Arabic calligraphy;
he spent some of his youth in Muslim Africa.



Here are some more views of work in his home and studio
Some of  it is unfinished:




















As you can see, there is some variety in Bruce's paintings
and that variety is even greater if we include  his older work.
I doubt he knows what a painting will eventually look like when he starts it.

He's an explorer
and often explorers discover lands
that few others would like to visit.
That  may be why he has had some difficulty
finding  representation in commercial galleries.
 




The neck of a guitar enters the lower right corner of the above photograph, 
reminding us that Bruce is also a  musician.
 
Art history tells us that melomania was common among leading French painters of the 19th century as the music  of Beethoven, Wagner, and earlier classical masters could be heard in public concert halls rather than just courtly salons.  What a thrill it must have been to hear this music live back before recordings were available.




Shah Mosque, Isfahan, 17th Century




Beauford Delaney, 1954, oil on raincoat

Just as with Thorn and Tobey,
individual forms are overwhelmed by the space between them 
in the two examples shown above.
There is no figure and ground,
just one all encompassing pattern.

In the Persian ceiling, that pattern feels as precise
and intellectually challenging as a differential equation.
In the Delaney piece, it feels like an ecstatic,
though only momentary, burst of joy.
In the Tobey, it feels like a specimen
in a collection of  biological material,
like butterfly wings or pressed leaves.

In Thorn's "Red Guitar", it feels like the evolving universe:
ever emerging and  ever dying,
an eternal interaction between disruption and convergence.
 













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