I spent a rainy afternoon at the Tate Britain, marvelling at British artist, Frank Auerbach.
Born in 1931, Auerbach’s works showed me activity, texture and pulse, I’ve not quite experienced in paint before. There is a sense of paint continually being layered upon, and then scrapped or brushed away.
I love his incessant approach. Over and over again, the artist repeatedly revisits subject matter, and in so doing, an urgency, an almost primal need, calls out. When I peer and ponder closer, paint itself, becomes perhaps the point of the painting.
Subject matter include people and urban landscapes near his studio in Mornington Crescent.
Auerback is keen on process, as explained in the information catalogue- “more is brought into play as the work goes on.” A conclusion usually occurs when he’s “rehearsed the problem again, and again, then out of sheer impatience, perhaps” he becomes “more reckless or daring or more arbitrary.”
It was my first time at the Tate Britain. There is an excellent collection of contemporary works, as well as a wing dedicated to Turner. While trying to find my way out, I stumbled upon, Henry Moore.
Hello beautiful, Recumbent Figure.
Period design within the museum caught my eye.
Something about the building reminds me of an older relative, one you don’t quite see enough of.
- Frank Auerbach, October 9 2015-March 13 2016, Tate Britain