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Is it a paradox for a critic to love art and hate artists, or is it merely a commentary on modern esthetics? This portrait of Clement Greenberg is from "Jackson Pollock: An American Saga" by Steven Naifeh and Gregory White Smith (Clarkson N. Potter). | |||
"To be an artist is to be pompous," Greenberg would later declare with characteristic certitude: "Painters are less cultivated than writers and therefore pretentious in ways writers know enough to avoid." He was fond of the phrase "as stupid as a painter," and frequently lamented that "all artists are bores."' When asked why-he spent much of his career in their company, he answered: "Before analysis, I had a faculty for hanging around people I didn't like." His judgments of individual artists, even those whose work he supported, were curt and, supercilious. Mark Rothko was "a clinical paranoid. pompous and dumb". . . Marc Chagall, "a Yiddish theater version of genius"; Adolf Gottlieb, "a pantspresser" Arshile Gorky, a "violent anti-Semite''; Franz Kline, "a bore." |