The Monster — Odilon Redon

The Monster, Odilon Redon (1840–1916)

Aw, kick him, honey | Gérard DuBois illustration for Blood Meridian

Illustration for Cormac McCarthy’s novel Blood Meridian by Gérard DuBois. From the Folio Society edition of Blood Meridian.

The Green Room — Salman Toor

The Green Room, 2019 by Salman Toor (b. 1983)

Reading Girls — Helene Schjerfbeck

Lukevat tytöt (Reading Girls), 1907 by Helene Schjerfbeck (1862-1946)

King Kong à Paris — Sergio Ceccotti

King Kong à Paris, 2019 by Sergio Ceccotti (b. 1935)

Nieces — Zoey Frank 

Nieces, 2020 by Zoey Frank (b. 1987)

Chatleg 2 — Dieter Mammel

Chatleg 2, 2021 by Dieter Mammel (b. 1965)

Untitled — Samplerman

Untitled, 2022 by Samplerman (Yvan Guillo)

The Angel Troubling the Pool — J.M.W. Turner

The Angel Troubling the Pool, c.1845 by Joseph Mallord William Turner (1775-1851)

Cozy Day — Jingyi Wang

Cozy Day, 2022 by Jingyi Wang (b. 1989)

RIP Paula Rego

 

The Artist in Her Studio, 1993

 

RIP Paula Rego, 1935-2022

Paula Rego was one of the great figurative painters of the late-twentieth and early twenty-first centuries. Born in Portugal, Rego lived and worked most of her life in England. She first began exhibiting her work in the early 1960s with The London Group, and over the decades, her paintings were recognized for their haunting power in a series of career retrospectives at major museums, including the Tate Britain. She was also the first Associate Artist of the National Gallery in London.

Paula Rego portrait by Chris Garnham, 1988

Rego’s paintings are strange and disturbing, evoking the psychosexual tumult that underwrites Western myths and fairy tales. Obliquely feminist, Rego’s images conjure a counternarrative to patriarchal domination. As Whitney Chadwick put it in her book Women, Art, and Society, Rego’s paintings were part of “the figurative tradition of history painting but used heroic scale, harsh lighting, and theatrical compositions to present a pantheon of female figures traditionally suppressed in accounts of male exploits . . .[her] works propose a new iconography for the female heroine.”

Snow White Swallows the Poisoned Apple, 1995

I’m pretty sure it was in Chadwick’s Women, Art, And Society that I first saw a reproduction of The Family, a painting that shocked me, and reminded me of the work of one of my favorite painters at the time, Balthus, as well as the films of David Lynch.

The Family, 1988
The Maids, 1987

There’s an uncanny mix of humor and paranoid terror in much of Rego’s work, and her feminist reimagining of folk tales and myths has much in common with the work of writers like Angela Carter and Anne Sexton.

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The Little Murderess, 1987
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The Fitting, 1989
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The Policeman’s Daughter, 1987

A strong advocate of women’s rights, in 2019 Rego called out the increasingly-draconian anti-choice laws being acted in America, telling The Guardian, “It seems unbelievable that these battles have to be fought all over again. It’s grotesque.”

In 1998, Rego, who spoke publicly about her own abortions, created a series called The Abortion Pastels. The series depicted the reality of unsafe illegal abortions, and was a response to a failed referendum to legalize abortion in her native Portugal.

Untitled No.1 (from The Abortion Pastels), 1998

Rego’s work also addressed human trafficking, so-called “honor killings,” and war in an oblique, surreal-tinged style that transcends the limits of social realist figurative art.

Human Cargo, 2008
Two Women Being Stoned, 1995
War, 2003

And while Rego’s art addressed sociocultural ills, and in doing so was often shocking and disturbing, it is nevertheless beautiful—she was a fantastic painter and left a strong, large body of work that will, I suspect, feel even more relevant as the twenty-first century careens into fascism and fear.

The Robing of the Bride. The title of one of Max Ernst’s most mysterious paintings | J.G. Ballard

The Robing of the Bride.

The title of one of Max Ernst’s most mysterious paintings. An unseen woman is being prepared by two attendants for her marriage, and is dressed in an immense gown of red plumage that transforms her into a beautiful and threatening bird. Behind her, as if in a mirror, is a fossilized version of herself, fashioned from archaic red coral. All my respect and admiration of women is prompted by this painting, which I last saw at Peggy Guggenheim’s museum in Venice, stared at by bored students. Leaving them. I strayed into a private corridor of the palazzo, and a maid emerging through a door with a vacuum cleaner gave me a glimpse into a bedroom overlooking the Grand Canal. Sitting rather sadly on the bed was Miss Guggenheim herself, sometime Alice at the surrealist tea-party, a former wife of Max Ernst and by then an old woman. As she stared at the window I half-expected to see the bird costume on the floor beside her. She was certainly entitled to wear it.

From The Atrocity Exhibition by J.G. Ballard

May Day — Julie Heffernan

May Day, 1997 by Julie Heffernan (b. 1956)

The Fools — Agostino Arrivabene

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The Fools, 2017 by Agostino Arrivabene (b. 1967)

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Spring — Rene Magritte

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Spring, 1965 by Rene Magritte

SOB, SOB — Kerry James Marshall

SOB, SOB, 2003 by Kerry James Marshall (b. 1955)