Marsden Hartley

Marsden Hartley, Still Life, 1912, oil on composition board at the New Mexico Museum of Art, Santa Fe.
Today Cathy and I went up to Santa Fe to see the Marsen Hartley exhibit at the New Mexico Museum of Fine Art. I have always liked Hartley’s work, but the only work I had seen in the flesh, paint and canvas, was his Portrait of a German Officer at the Museum of Modern Art in New York. I was only familiar with his work through reproductions in books. Seeing the fifty-four works spanning his life was exciting - exciting if you are a painter or not. I was not disappointed. The painted surfaces were lively and rich, the images powerful.
As I looked my way through the exhibit, it occured to me: it seems that the same images appear over and over again in all the texts about an artist. The authors of these texts seem to use the same image source, a single museum, a single collection for their texts. The limited number of images gives the impression the reproduced art works are canonical, the best and most characteristic images of a particular artist. That is not the case at all. Of the work in the exhibit I had seen only one or two images reproduced before - one of the Dog Town paintings and Ablemar(?) the Drowned. Each of these two works are part of a whole series Hartley painted to flesh out what he wanted to say on the subject. The paintings are complete in themselves, but it’s like reading one chapter of a book with many chapters. With digital imagery readily at hand, why couldn’t a museum present the image context in which the exhibited painted appears? It would be easier to understand the painting if it were an image in a paragraph of images rather than a solitary image.
Hartley had a life long preoccupation with Cezanne, and several paintings growing out of that preoccupation are in the exhibit. I’m puzzled by Hartley’s concern with Cezanne. When Hartley is being Hartley, there is none of the structured surface to be seen in Cezanne. Is this an example of an artist afraid his highly charged emotional approach may get out of hand, out of control? Does he try to temper his charged, emotional vision with the discipline of painterly structure? Hartley’s images of New Mexico offer an example. When he works in front of the New Mexico landscape, we get a New Mexico landscape. When he later paints the New Mexico landscape from memory or based on work done on the scene, we get Marsden Hartley at his best. The image has been “Hartleized.”
This is an exhibit not to be missed.






