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Art with a history of mystery

12/13/2015

 
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One major online retailer specifically targets the consumer who “is not a brand name person,” when it comes to their original oil painting purchases, and for whom “style is everything.” They offer the discriminating buyer the opportunity to search for “unknown artist” in an assortment of sizes and styles, from art deco to tropical or nautical. “Discover art with a history of mystery. Beautiful images of unknown origin,” their ads promise.
 
There’s tons of this stuff out there and it’s cheap. Who knew?

​ Most every big box and home furnishings store has a selection. I’m betting “unknown” is the most prolific artist of all time. A grandiose, unsubstantiated statement, I know, but this is my uninformed art blog so I get to make the grandiose, unsubstantiated statements. Besides, a quick Internet search lends credence to my claim.
 
Another major national department store chain (hint: name rhymes with “market,” well, sort of) proudly proclaims itself a “great source for work by unknown artist.” A perusal of their online offerings reveals a richness of “framed wall art,” works by “unknown” liberally mixed with reproductions of paintings by arguably better-known artists, the likes of Klimt, Van Gogh and Monet—who seems a perennial favorite at these venues (his use of a pastel palette is so accommodating to a range of upholstery fabrics.)
 
Unknown’s subjects tend to Parisian cafés and rain-slicked boulevards, young lovers huddled under umbrellas, their heads canted intimately inward to exchange a kiss or a secret, Venetian canal boats and the like.
 
There are standouts in unknown’s oeuvre. The giant cutlery—forks, spoons and spatulas in your choice of wood, silver or gold toned, even nicely antiqued shabby chic—have the bold panache of pop art classics.
 
Who doesn’t love a giant fork! And if you hang yours in the living room or foyer, rather than kitchen or dining room, as suggested, it’s ironic.
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​Some department store art one might otherwise associate with the work of “unknown” is in fact signed, though the names aren’t easily deciphered. Such work retains that desired patina of mystery and elusiveness while at the same time providing the allusion of an actual flesh-and-blood human person churning out covered bridges at $29.99 a pop for the art, triple that price when tastefully framed.
 
These stores also offer many works attributed to “various,” schools of aesthetically similar (if not identical) unknowns who churn out “hand-crafted” original oil paintings. One such work, “Evening’s Delight in Paris,” is lauded by online reviewers for the “artist’s attention to detail, brush strokes and color.” 

​Perhaps the workrooms where the artists known as “various” ply their trade are akin to the classic schools of prior centuries, where young, aspiring painters apprenticed with a master, say Titian or Rembrandt. Their contributions were then attributed to “school of” rather than their own name. “Various” descends from that grand tradition.
 
I imagine the artist known at "unknown" out holiday shopping with a friend. She flips through a stack of paintings in a cavernous warehouse store, finds “Italy at Dusk” and excitedly waves her friend over.
 
This one’s mine, she says, pride clutching her throat, if you stand back, you can see where I hid my initials in the sunset. They back up to a display of holiday-themed dishtowels and oven mitts, tilt their heads, and squint.
 
I see it, her friend squeals.  She sets the painting in her cart. I’m so proud of you.            
 
As a philosophical aside, I wonder whether it is better, more satisfying, to retain the pure anonymity of the moniker “unknown” or to be associated with others under the “various” banner. Is there camaraderie and comfort in the association? Is it considered a step up, or down, the art ladder? Is there a support group, an Unknown Artists Anonymous, where in the safety of a church basement or library meeting room, these mysterious artists can lower the mask and share their challenges and frustrations with others who have walked in their shoes?

PictureA Child with a Red Shoe by Unknown Artist, circa 1810 The American Museum, Britain
I worry about working conditions, whether these nameless artists are afforded natural light and decent exposures, opportunities for stimulation when inspiration flags, restroom breaks. Are they unionized?

Do they return from a mind, back and finger numbing day at the art factory with nothing left to give their own art, if that spark even remains. Is the creative drive that pushed them to pursue a career in art fast becoming a memory, a wistful, long-ago dream from back in art school days, before the need to pay off student loans and all the other mundane details of life took over.

 

The next time a dinner guest narrows their eyes at the painting over your mantle and begins the familiar litany of questions--is the artist famous, is he or she somebody I would know, does he exhibit, is she with a gallery--don’t prevaricate, don’t blush or stammer excuses.  Stand up tall, brandish your hand through the air and respond, oh no, the artist is unknown.

Next week's post will explore the double anonymity of the animal artist.

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    The Green Man
    Joe Rice remembered

    Rice was a little-known artist. By choice. 
    The Green Man is a self-portrait  from the 1960s. It's a pretty good likeness. Rice was an artist first, a father, teacher and whatever else, after that. He was also inventive, dogged, abidingly humble, and, in his own quiet way, an inspiration to those who knew him. ​

    Dorothy Rice writes things
    . Her first book, The Reluctant Artist: Joe Rice (1918-2011) is an art book/memoir about her father, Joe Rice, whose lifelong dedication to his art, with no interest in finding an audience, both inspires and mystifies. Visit her author website here.
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