Showing posts with label Daan van Golden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Daan van Golden. Show all posts

Sunday, June 13, 2021

Something About Us at Fons Welters, Amsterdam



A show of fragile candy, soft and hard shell, capturing its affect in an art lozenge. Swallowable. Affect has always been important to art, machismo sizing of the expressionists, the bureaucratic cool of conceptualism. Affect connoted the reverence you should have for the church objects. Which ostensibly released meaning. But now affect is itself the captured thing, the feeling, packaged. 

Saturday, October 12, 2019

Daan van Golden at Micheline Szwajcer


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Wasn't the promise of van Golden's some eternal nubility, a candy whose wrapper never left it.
A sort of perenniality. Old paintings that don't look it. van Golden died in 2017, but paintings fresh. Wasn't that the promise of art. You physically cannot remove the wrapper.