Picasso and grandson

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Protean Picasso: Drawings and Prints from the National Gallery of Canada and Selected Paintings from International Collections, an exhibition that brings together the full scope of the artist’s career through drawings, prints and paintings, opened at the Vancouver Art Gallery on October 15, 2005 and will remain on display through January 15, 2006.

Most exciting news for Vancouver’s art mavens was that Picasso’s grandson Olivier Widmaier Picasso was in Vancouver last week for the opening. He also gave a talk at Robson Square about his biography Picasso: The Real Family Story, to counter books published by his cousins who’ve offered darker portrayals of their famous grandfather. Saturday’s (Oct.15th) Vancouver Sun has an interesting interview of Olivier Picasso, by Amy O’Brian. Because it may be not be available for long, I’ve copied it in full below.

In the shadow of Picasso
Living by Picasso or with Picasso is the question for a grandson

“You cannot escape from Picasso,” says the well-dressed man standing amid the Vancouver Art Gallery’s latest exhibition. “Even if you have a different name or if you want to hide the fact you are a grandson or relative of Picasso, once you’re discovered, it’s finished. People consider you as someone different.”

Olivier Widmaier Picasso, grandson of the famously fascinating Pablo Picasso, was in Vancouver this week for the opening of Protean Picasso at the VAG. He wandered around the dim galleries of the exhibition, pointing to portraits of his grandmother and talking — in a thick Parisian accent — about his distinguished and famous pedigree.

The 44-year-old’s grandfather is considered one of the greatest artistic minds of the 20th century, but has been portrayed on film and in papers as a womanizer and an irascible tyrant. Olivier has written a book in an effort to set the record straight on the legends surrounding his grandfather. “I didn’t want to find secrets,” he said. “I wanted to know if some of the legends were true, which was the case. Or were untrue, which was also the case in some situations.” Olivier is the product, one generation removed, of a 16-year love affair between Marie-Therese Walter and Picasso. The couple had one daughter, Maya, and Maya then had Olivier, Richard and Diana — three of the artist’s seven grandchildren.

During a brief tour of the VAG’s fall blockbuster show, Olivier stopped and pointed out a delicate portrait of a beautiful woman. With its finely drawn lines and careful shadowing, the portrait looks nothing like Picasso’s best-known cubist works, where his subjects are often fragmented and almost grotesquely portrayed.
The drawing is a perfectly proportioned likeness of Olivier’s grandmother. “She is the perfect image of a perfect muse,” he said while looking at the portrait. She was also blond and “very sexual,” Olivier said, while walking over to another drawing that portrays his grandmother’s likeness in four periods, ranging from neoclassical to cubist.

“[Pablo Picasso] was convinced that it was necessary for him to explore everything he could, not only on the artistic side but also on the human side,” Olivier said. “He was exploring a lot with different subjects, including different women.” Olivier doesn’t deny the legends about his grandfather’s passion for women, but believes he was a complicated man who was passionate about many things.

His book, ‘Picasso: The Real Family Story’, was written in an effort to accurately portray that man. Olivier never knew his grandfather, who died in 1973 when Olivier was still a boy, but he says his grandfather was so much a part of his universe that he felt compelled to find out the truth.

Growing up a Picasso or being connected to Picasso proved difficult for some, but Olivier says he was determined to embrace the challenges. “Either you live without Picasso, which is absolutely impossible, or you live by Picasso, thinking that everything is revolving around him and your life is revolving around him and you become a victim, because you’re losing yourself,” he said. “Or you live with Picasso, and I think that’s the best way to accept that 10 to 15 per cent of your life will always be influenced by him.”

Another of Picasso’s grandsons, named Pablo after the artist, killed himself shortly after Picasso’s death. “He drank bleach and he didn’t die immediately. He died after three months.”

Olivier said it was simply too complicated to carry the burden of a name that was known in nearly every household. “Imagine in the 1950s, going to school and kids saying ‘What is your name?’ ‘My name is Pablo Picasso.’ It was like being called Charles De Gaulle. It was impossible to survive,” he said. “The son of a banker can be a banker, but the son of Picasso is not Picasso.”

Olivier’s grandmother and Picasso’s second wife also committed suicide after the artist’s death. “Those two women had probably lost their extraordinary link to Picasso. When he died, they [returned] to the ordinary life,” he said. “There was no more excitement. They both probably felt it was better to try to find him again somewhere than to survive in that situation.”

Peer into the complicated mind of Pablo Picasso at the VAG until January 15.

Finland, Cultural Lone Wolf

This is the unusual and attention-grabbing title of a new book on Finland, as announced in the aforementioned e-newsletter from Canadian Friends of Finland. The announcement reads:

DEAR FINN OR PART- FINN:

Finland is revealed in a new book by the linguist and Finland friend, Richard D. Lewis:

Finland, Cultural Lone Wolf gives an insight into every aspect of Finland and it’s people, as described by a keen observer of global cultural differences and in particular of the Finns. In relating numerous jokes and humorous stories the book shows the authors enchantment with his subject. Apart from its description of the Finnish people and culture the book provides an introduction to the country’s history and to the factors, geographical and historical, which have shaped the Finnish nature. In a review of the book, Prof. Oiva Saarinen in Finnish American Reporter states: “Finland, Cultural Lone Wolf is a book of many insights – not only about Finland but also of the world beyond…..it provides a highly useful guide for anyone wanting to gain a better understanding of the Finns and how they think, communicate and do business”.

About the author:
Richard Lewis’s fascination with Finland goes back to, when he as a young university graduate, interested in sports, visited the country during the Olympic games in 1952, which were held in Helsinki that year. He met my (U.F.) sportsminded younger cousin, Matt, who invited him to stay and work on his family’s farm. He stayed nearly a year on the farm, learning Finnish (particularily the earthy kind) while working side by side with the farmhands. For a while he explored the rest of Finland teaching English in order to support himself. After a few years in other parts of Europe he came back to Finland to open the first Berlitz school in Helsinki. From then on Lewis developed a cross-cultural expertise and is now head of Richard Lewis Communications, an international company with language schools in 15 countries and with 6 schools in Finland.

Finland, Cultural Lone Wolf, ISBN: 1-931930-18-X, can be ordered through local book stores. (I found it at amazon.ca with a 1 to 2 month shipping time.)

If any of my readers, especially Finns, have read this book, I’d be very pleased to hear opinions of it. Can a non-native really understand another culture and people completely? I was born in Finland, did not live there very long, have visited several times, correspond in Finnish with some relatives, and read about Finland and still continue to learn more about this amazing little country.

a rubbing

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This is a rubbing I made of a wonderful image embedded in the cover of a book I found in the library a few days ago. Indian Rock Carvings of the Pacific Northwest by Edward Meade (1971) has numerous black and white photographs of petroglyphs made by the many First Nations peoples along the west coast from Oregon to British Columbia and Alaska. The above image was found on the west coast of Vancouver Island.

At Nootka are two human figures of a male and female. The unique features of these carvings is that the outline of the figures is achieved by double pecked lines, a technique found elsewhere only at one site, in Washington.

By the way, this is my 500th post and this blog is one year and nine months old today. Thanks to all my readers and new friends who’ve made the ride so fantastic, and inspire me to keep on going! Happy October!

Pekka Kivikäs

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As my readers know, I’m nuts about prehistoric art, particularly that of northern Europe. One site that I check periodically is Arkeo.net**, a Finnish portal for archaeology fans. Recently I spotted a notice about some new books (PDF) that have come out.

I’m particularly keen on the two books by Pekka Kivikäs. “Rocks, Landscapes and Rock Paintings”, written in both English and Finnish, is about Finland’s pictographs, based on his many years of research. The other book “Ruotsin Pyyntikulttuurin Kalliokuvat Suomalaisin Silmin” (Sweden’s Prehistoric Rock Paintings Through a Finn’s Eyes), is based on the author’s 12 years of visits to Swedish sites. I’ve been hoping to get my hands on some of his books which have gone out of print, so I’ve eagerly ordered these two new ones from Akateeminen Kirjakauppa, a major bookstore in Helsinki which takes online orders and credit card payment. I can hardly wait.

Kivikäs was the subject of a very early post I wrote when starting this blog. I’ll repeat this quote:

The art teacher Pekka Kivikäs has become well-known for his work as an active documenter and publisher of Finnish rock paintings… the book is aimed at the wide circle of readers interested in the ancient culture of Finno-Ugric regions…Kivikäs considers rock art the silent message of man from behind the thousands of years….

Rereading this now, I’m struck by “silent message”, considering that my current working print series is titled “Silent Messengers”!

In 1999, Kivikäs’ home city of Jyväskylä honoured him and his life’s work by establishing the Kivikäs Prehistoric Centre. It features his immense research material of mostly Finland’s prehistoric rock paintings and continues the work of research, documentation, education and tours to the rock art sites. If I had known of this centre when visiting Jyväskylä in 2000, I sure would have gone there. Next time.

Unfortunately the website is only in Finnish because there’s some interesting reading about the history of the place, but have a look at the photos. My Finnish readers may enjoy it. The Centre is located on a historic 1763 property in the newer Kuokkola Manor, which was built in 1904 for the Swedish-Finnish businessman Julius Johnson.

A bit off the subject, I found it fascinating that the Manor was designed by a woman architect who was a classmate of the famous Eliel Saarinen amongst others. Wivi Lönn (1872-1966) (PDF in English) was the first Finnish woman to start an architectural agency. She gained the qualifications of architect in the 1890s during an era when women were only allowed entry into construction education programmes by dispensation. She had a long and successful career despite some overshadowing by male colleagues. Her last creation was at the age of 78, and she died at the age of 94.

UPDATE: In the comments below, Blogisisko pointed to an article in English about women architects in Finland in the Early 20th Century**, in which Wivi Lönn is included. She’s also written a post about her, with some photos coming soon.

Virtual Finland** is a wonderful resource on everything about Finland and I read it frequently. This time I did not delve into it, as I was really focusing on Pekka Kivikäs. Funny how easily one gets off the subject, especially when one finds such an interesting tidbit.

**the Virtual Finland and Arkeo links no longer exist, I’m sad to note.

Spirit in the Stone

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“Salmon Man” on beach at Quadra Island – drawing by Hilary Stewart

I am slowly savoring Spirit in the Stone by Joy Inglis, a book that was recommended to me by reader Irene from Manitoba and which I recently found in our local library. The back cover describes it best:

Mysterious and impressive, the art of the petroglyph has intrigued people around the world. Petroglyphs played an important part in the rituals and ceremonies of Shamanism – the religion of many early cultures. The rock carvings of the west coast of North America are related in style and content to the rock art of the Far East and to the cave paintings of Europe.

Spirit in the Stone offers a worldwide background for rock carvings in art and religion, with a practical focus on the petroglyphs of Quadra Island, British Columbia. The 11 petroglyph sites (more than 100 carved boulders – ed.) on the island are described, with detailed maps and directions for finding them. West-coast rock art was often connected to the life-cycle of the salmon, the basic resource of coastal peoples, and this book discusses the probable meanings and uses of the awe-inspiring petroglyphs.

The wonderfully evocative drawings by Hilary Stewart, and the Foreword by native Elder Ellen White, will help everyone understand these treasures, and to appreciate the silent magic of ancient rock art.

Joy Inglis, an anthropologist, has worked for 20 years with the Kwagiulth people of Quadra Island, studying the locations and traditional functions of west-coast petroglyphs.

Reading this well-researched and rich little book made me recall a question from Beth in a comment some time ago: “why do you like rock art?” I couldn’t seem to find a satisfactory answer then, though obviously I was attracted to these beautiful, mysterious and very ancient art works with a mysterious feeling of connection between artists over vast periods of time. But I could not quite articulate a deeper reason. Reading this book clarified for me how the Shamanic spirit instilled into the rock art is what makes them even more compelling for me.

Spirit in the Stone, by Joy Inglis, was published by Horsdal and Shubart, in 1998, with 111 pages. ISBN 0920663583. It seems to be out of print now as I’ve only found two used copies on the web, one hugely and perhaps incorrectly overpriced and one Down Under. I’ll keep looking, for I want a copy for myself, as much as I want to go to Quadra Island.

And, here’s a book review.

Lascaux Caves replica

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The Unicorn in the Great Hall of the Bulls, Lascaux Caves

A few days ago I picked up a gorgeous book from the library – Chauvet Cave: The Art of Earliest Times by Jean Clottes, and Paul G. Bahn (translator). I’ve visited the Chauvet Cave website before, so now I look forward to perusing the book, but haven’t yet had time to more than glance at the stunning pictures.

In a bit of synchronicity, I spotted an article and photo today in our local newspaper about another group of caves in the same region: Modern copy brings ancient art into view, originally from the Daily Telegraph, about the Lascaux Caves project.

A replica of the Lascaux caves, home to prehistoric man but out of bounds to his modern descendants, is to go on a world tour to take the art treasures to a wider public. A small team based near the caves in Motignac, south-west France, is creating the replica for an exhibition expected to visit several international cities, including London. Renaud Sanson, the team’s leader and one of the few people allowed inside the caves, said the use of laser techniques and photographic projection meant that the touring replica would be “better than the real thing”. The 17,000-year-old images are considered among the finest surviving examples of palaeolithic art and have been described as the Sistine Chapel of the prehistoric age.

An earlier post about the Lascaux project is at ionarts, translated from French papers and worth reading.

More interesting related links:
Lascaux II and area
Tour info
Pech Merle

I wonder how far we’d still have to travel to see these modern re-creations?

Land of the Saame

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Photo by Pekka Antikainen, in “Land of the Saame”

As my dear readers know, I’m fascinated by the northern indigenous cultures, in particular the Saami people of northern Europe who are a branch of the Finno-Ugric family. Some time ago I came across a Finnish photography website Leuku.fi that includes a book by Pekka Antikainen: Saamenmaa or Land of the Saame. It is viewable as a PDF (7.9 MB). It’s full of gorgeous yet honest photographs and stories of the land and the people, with text in both Finnish and English.

He writes,

It was in 1982, as an enthusiastic student of photography,
that I made my first photographical expedition to Lapland.
The imposing scenery of Enontekiö made a great impression
on me, but it was in the village of Raittijärvi that I realised
something that eventually led me to produce this book on
the Land of the Saame, although I could not have imagined
then that it would take me a whole twenty years to complete.

I highly recommend a read and look for an understanding and appreciation for this unique part of the world through the eyes of this empathetic observer.

(Oh, and it is available to purchase for 34 Euro, just click on the lower image and an email window opens. No, I have nothing to do with it, but just noticed that this page has no English for non-Finnish buyers.)

on artists & celebrity

Poking around in my bookmarked “articles to re-read”, I was taken in once again by this Guardian interview of JG Ballard about a year ago. His thoughts on today’s art scene struck a chord with me:

Today’s art scene? Very difficult to judge, since celebrity and the media presence of the artists are inextricably linked with their work. The great artists of the past century tended to become famous in the later stages of their careers, whereas today fame is built into the artists’ work from the start, as in the cases of Emin and Hirst.

There’s a logic today that places a greater value on celebrity the less it is accompanied by actual achievement. I don’t think it’s possible to touch people’s imagination today by aesthetic means. Emin’s bed, Hirst’s sheep, the Chapmans’ defaced Goyas are psychological provocations, mental tests where the aesthetic elements are no more than a framing device.

It’s interesting that this should be the case. I assume it is because our environment today, by and large a media landscape, is oversaturated by aestheticising elements (TV ads, packaging, design and presentation, styling and so on) but impoverished and numbed as far as its psychological depth is concerned.

Moving off topic, I want to learn more about the author and discover there’s a lot of material on Ballard to sift through, but Answers has a nice summary. JG Ballard is the author of numerous books, including Empire of the Sun, which was made into a film directed by Steven Spielberg. It is one of my favourites that I’ve seen twice. Amazingly, the early part of the story has autobiographical elements and makes me want to see this very powerful and moving film again. (Maybe I should read the book too, something I don’t like to do AFTER seeing the film.)

Hans Christian Andersen Bicentenary

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A few days ago I received a lovely letter from a good friend in Denmark. She mentioned that the whole country is celebrating the 200th anniversary of the birth of Hans Christian Andersen, as are many countries around the world. She wondered if we might have anything happening here. I hadn’t noticed anything, though admittedly I’ve been half asleep the last three weeks, until yesterday’s edition of the “Vancouver Sun” newspaper where on page C4 is an article by David Montgomery entitled “The ugly duckling’s happy ever after.” Unfortunately it’s available online to subscribers only.

Anyway this sent me searching and finding lots of interesting sites, including a dedicated Hans Christian Andersen 2005 website. Many of the first celebrations happened early April, which I would have loved to have seen, but it looks like much is going on throughout the year in many places around the world, including China, Japan and Singapore.

H.C. Andersen wrote novels, poetry, travelogues and plays but achieved his greatest success with his fairy tales. He was also an artist, doing drawings of his travels, and imaginative papercuts, collages and picturebooks.

I agree with David Montgomery that Andersen’s fairy tales have been told and retold and adapted and appropriated. Later generations feel such proprietorship that they take liberties with the work. I’ve always been annoyed by Disney Studios and many children’s book publishers taking and changing stories by Andersen (and many other authors), often without any acknowledgment of the original. All because the poor cobbler’s son somehow managed to unlock the shared human storehouse of image, action, moral and meaning, and weave them into captivating tales that spoke universally. His fairy tales were not just for kids. He grew into a literary swan. Many of his stories have become part of our daily language, like about politicians/leaders and the “emperor’s new clothes”.

Happy 200th Birthday, Hans Christian Andersen – you live on in your beloved stories!

More links:
Wikipedia
– Interesting notes on official illustrations as well as some papercuts done by Andersen himself, one of which was used in the stamp above.

reading break

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And when at last a puff of air would toss a delicate thread of scent his way, he would lunge at it and not let it go. Then he would smell at only this one odor, holding it tight, pulling it into himself and preserving it for all time. The odor might be an old acquaintance, or a variation on one; it could be a brand-new one as well, with hardly any similarity to anything he had ever smelled, let alone seen, till that moment: the odor of pressed silk, for example, the odor of a wild-thyme tea, the odor of brocade embroidered with silver thread, the odor of a cork from a bottle of vintage wine, the odor of a tortoiseshell comb. Grenouille was out to find such odors still unknown to him; he hunted them down with the passion and patience of an angler and stored them up inside him.

The above quote is from page 35 of Perfume: the story of a murderer by Patrick Suskind, translated from the German by John E. Woods. This is a beautifully written story of a very strange, very scary child of the slums of 18th-century Paris, who grows into a dark and sinister young man. He has an incomparable sense of smell that is his passion in life. At one stage he apprentices himself to a perfumer, quickly making his employer rich and successful. You will never think of the organ called a nose in the same way again. A most compelling story, yet I’m almost scared to approach the end, not being fond of murder stories.

I must mention that a few months ago, because I was wait-listed for “Perfume”, I read my first Patrick Suskind book: Mr. Summer’s story, a very charming yet with a disturbing undertone, little adult fairy tale illustrated by Sempe with a surprise ending. (Warning: don’t read the Amazon blurb – it gives away the whole story!)

Enforced rest and recuperation is allowing me to indulge myself in a small reading binge. I have an inviting stack of books lent by a good friend plus the local library plus some of their DVD films. I’m enjoying reading All That Matters by Wayson Choy, about the life of Chinese immigrants in the 1930’s and 1940’s in Vancouver’s Chinatown, as seen through the eyes of a little Chinese boy as he comes of age.

Some others tempting me on the stack:

The Reconstruction by Claudia Casper of Vancouver, about a sculptor who is hired to build a life-sized model of Lucy. “The gradual process of reconstructing her human ancestor forces Margaret to explore fundamental questions of evolution, the human condition, and her own troubled and perplexing life.” I had actually read this a few years ago and absolutely loved it and look forward to rereading it. I rarely buy novels, preferring the library, but this one is tempting.

Snow Falling on Cedars by David Guterson, about a murder mystery and trial set against the background of the tragic history of the Japanese Americans in the Puget Sound area of northwest Washington State during World War II. This has been made into a movie which I’ve not yet seen.

Finally, of several DVD movies we’ve watched, Italian for Beginners (in Danish and Italian with English subtitles) was the very best with its quirky gentle humour, very un-Hollywood, about several lonely individuals who get together to learn Italian, and then decide to travel to Venice. My favourite character was the newly ordained and very timid new pastor who arrives in town.

Notice there is not one art or archaeology book on the list, unless you count Casper’s – I said I’m indulging myself, didn’t I?

UPDATE April 16th: I finished “Perfume” today and must say it was a most unusual and powerful story! I highly recommend it. I’ve also finished “All That Matters” and recommend it for it’s very insightful views of Vancouver life up to and including WWII – the discrimination against “foreigners” signing up for war service and having a vote, discrimination in the hospitals keeping foreigners separate from the AngloSaxons, the treatment of the Japanese, Germans and eastern Europeans as enemies, and so on. I’m rather shocked again that this was happening less than 60 years ago here in Vancouver and all over Canada.

Last night we watched Finding Neverland, the story of James M. Barrie’s friendship with a family of four boys and their widowed mother, who inspired him to create Peter Pan. It’s very well done, and I continue to be impressed by Johnny Depp’s acting – definitely one of the best of the younger generation of actors, unlike many of his pretty boy contemporaries.

Lastly, I forgot to mention the very good Marion Bridge, a story of three estranged sisters who reunite to care for their dying mother and deal with old conflicts and secrets. It is set in Cape Breton on the east coast of Canada.