Ah, shit. He was a great one. I’ve never seen more people angry at art than at his MoMA retrospective in the mid 90s. Many of them absolutely frothing about how this wasn’t art, a total sham, etc. Then there were a few serene souls hovering by the work, clearly knocked sideways and blissed out.
hey a friend of mine sent me his essay he presented at a recent Black Mountain College conference on the artistic relationship between Twombly and the poet Charles Olson in the early ’50s. If anyone’s interested in that sort of thing click on this link to read it. Images are worth it alone.