2.17.2010

Robert Littman Floating In A Pool, 1982


David Hockney’s work transports me back to California, where the sun is hot and dry. The colors are bright yet slightly bleached and you know how the concrete feels on your feet and the cool pool water on your skin. There is a stillness in the air that is sharp yet calm, not the languid space heavy with boredom that weighs down so many California candids. Unlike the oily pus-colored horizon if urban California, Hockney’s air is clean, we are clean. Free, Fresh. Yet there is also certain eroticism in the clean open spaces of his pictures. The fleshy ripples of the water, the pink of skin. A tension just off in the wings of the canvas.

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