The journey of Anders Zorn, from Swedish hamlet to the top echelon of society portraitists and back again, has a couple of messages for us. The first leg of the journey tells us that careerism is not a new phenomenon in the art world. The second tells us what it may be worth in the end.
Barry Moser’s decision to illustrate, in the end, is an extension of his probity. He would have been a fine abstractionist, but he found that he was better able to make art when he exiled himself from the kingdom of capital-A Art.
Even though she covers herself with demurely crossed arms, her gaze could burn holes through fabric. If it looks like the artist had a predilection for strong, bosomy girls, well, there’s a reason for that.