Fan that I am of hard copy newspapers, one of my favorite reads is the Friday Art section of the New York Times. It is unimaginable using an electronic device giving as much pleasure--tactilly, visually.
Folded back to an image that strikes me, the paper lies on the couch, for a day or two.
Something about the gray tones of this painting appealed to me. This is my photo of the newspaper itself. Running beneath it was Roberta Smith's review.
In “Chinatown” Ms. Weatherford lays down a broadly brushed expanse of regal reds, deep blues and golds, finished off with a low-lying horizontal line of aqua neon.
Its neon light was only a white line, a detail I'd missed, in the newspaper picture. This, below, is the picture itself I found at Mary Weatherford's gallery-- the "true" Chinatown she imagined, electrical outlet included. Without electronic assist from Google, I experienced the image of work I thought I'd like to see in real life. In color, lighted up, I'm just fine with the gray newspaper. But, if I had been to Weatherford's exhibition, then seen the Times, I might have said to others, "Oh, you must see painting itself!"
I wonder what Marja-Leena Rathje (see blogroll) would make of all this.