Inverleith House, Edinburgh,
through 14 October 2001.
‘I’m creating (in the paintings) some sort of disorder between the different elements. And avoiding the recognisable aspect of living things by painting words. I like the feeling of an enormous pressure in a painting,’ says Ruscha.
He was evidently much influenced meeting Marcel Duchamp in Pasadena, in l963. On the occasion he was especially struck by the ‘gravitas’ of the elegantly suited Frenchman and by the sense of enigma he created. But Ruscha’s own career, in his view, recognises no real watershed or turning point; it is ‘a variation on a theme. I see that what I’m doing today, I was doing when I was eighteen.’ He still recognises the vitality of street culture as the essential catalyst of inspiration.
The mountain paintings in Edinburgh represent humanity and nature in uneasy coalition. The lettering stands proud, tentatively so, in relation to the snow-capped ranges. Los Angeles is still at the core of Ruscha’s sensibility, and such everyday mundanity as road signage is a reassuring human presence in all circumstances. ‘I like the oddity of nature in the background,’ says Ruscha.
The artist had much earlier explored working out his ideas in alternative media, such as egg yolk, chocolate, blood, so rejecting the hold of paint as such over artists. This method was memorable in his contribution to the l970 Venice Biennale. Today, he appears in masterly frame, and yet wholly consistent in his development over four decades.
On 3 November 2001, a Ruscha retrospective will open at Museum of Modern Art, Oxford.
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