Richard Tuttle

Hello and Happy Thursday!

 

Hope you are well in Florida and that the rain has stopped down there- it just started here this morning. Yuk.  It has made an utter mess of my hair.  I read a quote once, but I don’t remember who said it, but it was this: “Embrace messy hair”.  And frankly, if I could just manage that, my life would be a lot easier.  If I could just accept that I am never, ever going to have perfectly smooth, tidy hair, and embrace the wild, 1980’s bad home perm looking mess that is my natural hair, I would stress a lot less.  I’m going to work on that.  I’m going to fail, but I’m going to work on that.

 

Anyway, this weeks’ artist is Richard Tuttle.  He was a “minimalist” and did a lot of work starting in the late 60s but I’m pretty sure he’s still alive.  I like him because he worked with a lot of different thing – textiles and mosaics, and murals and silkscreens…it seems like he’s the kind of guy that just likes to experiment with stuff and be playful – but thoughtful – in his approach to art, and I’ve always been a fan of that – and he worked on some things that were gigantic, and some things that were tiny – so he changed it up all the time.  There are also a decent number of pictures of him working, which I like – I like to see an artist in the process of making art, getting dirty and with their hands in it.  That’s my favorite part of the art, not the part when it’s hanging in some airless gallery with stark white walls and people are drinking wine and making obnoxious and irrelevant comments about it.

 

So, here’s one of my favorite Tuttle works, mostly because of the mountain in the bottom right corner – I love the ladder to the clouds with all my heart.

Have a fabulous week, and know that I love you and think that you’re awesome.

Hugs and Kisses,

Auntie Paula

Xoxoxoxo