Chuck Close & New Realism
Because of Kultermann’s book I discovered the works of artists like Alfred Leslie and Audrey Flack - who were painting ordinary people and scenes in startlingly realistic fashion. I was smitten by the paintings of Joseph Raffael - whose giant sized portraits of Native Americans really struck a cord with me. I was gripped by the exacting and precise photographic realism of painters Robert Bechtle, Richard Estes, Robert Cottingham and Ralph Goings. In short, the New Realists provided me with an example of how contemporary artists could reclaim and revitalize realism in art. Moreover, their art validated my own - giving me a rationale for my explorations of realism while the rest of the art world seemed to be abandoning the tradition altogether. Though enamored with their work and stance, ultimately I diverged from the path blazed by the New Realists, preferring instead a realism that was more interpretive, emotive and humanistic.
I was particularly interested in the works of Chuck Close, whose gigantic photo-like portraits astonished me. They captured the modern age with their harsh, unflattering and totally unromantic approach - Close’s unsparing eye showed every blemish on his subject’s face. I was endlessly fascinated that Close painted only portraits, and while most viewed his likenesses as simply being reproductions of ugly and mundane snapshots - I saw a raw humanism that deeply influenced me. The U.K. Guardian has published a wonderful, must read interview with Close that gives insight into his career. In one passage Close tells a story about his student days, where he went drinking with his tutors, the abstract expressionist painters, Jack Tworkov and Philip Guston: "We'd go to the Old Heidelberg in New Haven and drink strong German beer into the night. One time we got really drunk and they both started crying. There's Jack on one side, wailing, "I ain't sold a goddamn painting in a year and a half" and Philip on the other, going, "I haven't sold one in two goddamn years." And me in the middle, just devastated. But they reinvented themselves. They came back stronger. That was the most important lesson of all for me."

[ Chuck Close at work in the late 1960's. ]
Soon after that evening of crying in his beer, Close began painting giant portraits from photographs. The year was 1966. A year later he would move to New York where he was lucky to sell a painting for $1,300 - that is, if he could get his works into a gallery at all. Today his paintings sell for six figures or higher, but more importantly, he never compromised his integrity or vision - which just might be his highest accomplishment.






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