6 November 2009
(Passage from The New Yorker profile via T&S’nKreps Gallery)
In a profile published in the mid-90s, Calvin Tompkins called the artist Albert York “the best unknown painter in America.” That’s a passage above is a quote from the piece. Last week Albert York died. I’m not quite sure what to make of his work: primitive virtue? Sketchy daubs? Creator of magic little, happy little trees? Like Giorgio Morandi, he seems a guy possessed of some witchy mystery I can’t argue with, a painter’s painter.
Posted by Alec Hanley Bemis