This morning’s news was the defacing of a work by Rothko at the Tate Modern.
I have to admit that my first reaction was “How can you deface a Rothko?” I am not the greatest fan of Mark Rothko, or of his paintings of raspberry jam on burnt toast. However, other people say it is great art and who am I to argue?
My second reaction was “This rings a bell!” I then realised it was Clinock’s recent post on “Art Rat Cafe” about a collaboration between Canadian fine artist, Bruce Pashak, and Vancouver street artist, easer one.
OK, this is a voluntary collaboration between the two artists, unlike Rothko and Vladimir Umanets, but it made me think was this an example, perhaps, not of life imitating art but of art imitating art?
One interesting snippet I picked up while reading about the incident was on Jonathan Jones Blog: “In a perhaps unique incident where the artist expressed pleasure in an illicit response to his work, a woman kissed a Cy Twombly painting and left lipstick on it. For Twombly, that showed how much passion his art incites.“