Early November: North Greenland
(Hermitage)
(Hermitage)
Seal Hunter: North Greenland
(Hermitage)
I spent time last night visiting the Rockwell Kent exhibit, at the PMA , one last time before the show closes on Sunday. The last time I walked though the exhibit (three weeks ago) I was shoring up my courage up to face the breakup of a two year relationship. This time I walked through the exhibit with my best friend - and new friends.
Kent's ability to paint snow astounds me. Digital and print pictures do not do justice to the way he captures light; each painting seemingly lit from within.
"Kent went on to Alaska, Tierra del Fuego, and finally
Greenland,where he produced spectacular landscapes
in clean modernist forms, bathed in seductive light.
In ''Early November: North Greenland" (1932),
Kent makes a jiving tonal rhythm of the 80-proof sunlight
and long shadowsof late afternoon. The glaciers' pale
faces shinehot against the chill blue of the shadows,
and a skein of goldruns across the water as it hits
the cold shore."
Boston Globe
" Picture a Temperate sea and mountain view; Clear day,
lateafternoon in fall; blue sea, and golden-purple shadowed
land, andpale-blond lower sky; purple to gold, pale
light to deep-toned madder.Now, into that, like a shaft
of sunlight into a lamplit room, likeviolins and flutes
above the bass, high-pitched, ethereally pure, so clean,
sharp, dazzling that it almost hurts, see ice appear. The
pale-gold sky is somber now; sea, sky, and land are of
one low tonality against which sings that poignant whiteness."
Greenland,where he produced spectacular landscapes
in clean modernist forms, bathed in seductive light.
In ''Early November: North Greenland" (1932),
Kent makes a jiving tonal rhythm of the 80-proof sunlight
and long shadowsof late afternoon. The glaciers' pale
faces shinehot against the chill blue of the shadows,
and a skein of goldruns across the water as it hits
the cold shore."
Boston Globe
" Picture a Temperate sea and mountain view; Clear day,
lateafternoon in fall; blue sea, and golden-purple shadowed
land, andpale-blond lower sky; purple to gold, pale
light to deep-toned madder.Now, into that, like a shaft
of sunlight into a lamplit room, likeviolins and flutes
above the bass, high-pitched, ethereally pure, so clean,
sharp, dazzling that it almost hurts, see ice appear. The
pale-gold sky is somber now; sea, sky, and land are of
one low tonality against which sings that poignant whiteness."
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