Nobel Laureates Draw Playful Pictures of Their Discoveries

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As an arty, unath­let­ic only child in the 70s, I refused to buy into the idea that sci­ence could be fun. This despite a wealth of zip­py edu­ca­tion­al pro­gram­ming, and the efforts of at least two cute young teach­ers whose hands-on approach includ­ed throw­ing eggs off of a rail­road tres­tle, demol­ish­ing tooth­pick bridges and dip­ping things into liq­uid nitro­gen for the sheer plea­sure of see­ing them explode when they hit the wall. Nice try. As far as I was con­cerned, those dullsville black-and-white films from the ’50s embod­ied the sub­jec­t’s gen­er­al vibe far more hon­est­ly than any attempt to force it down our throats with a fash­ion­able Hon­ey­comb Kids-style spin.

Hav­ing by now met dozens of sci­en­tists and sci­ence enthu­si­asts who are left cold by the arts, I’m not ashamed to be plain­spo­ken here.  I cer­tain­ly don’t begrudge them their pas­sion, and appre­ci­ate it when they don’t belit­tle mine. Dif­fer­ent strokes, you know?

Still, it’s nice to stum­ble across com­mon ground and for me, pho­tog­ra­ph­er Volk­er Ste­gerfor’s Nobel lau­re­ate por­traits pro­vides acreage on the order of Jim Otta­viani and Leland Myrick­’s graph­ic biog­ra­phy of Richard Feyn­man. I may be hard pressed to artic­u­late what the peo­ple in the por­traits are famous for, but I appre­ci­ate their will­ing­ness to be a play by the artist’s rules. (By his esti­mate, the decline rate is some­where around 4. 29%)

Ste­gerfor’s method for cap­tur­ing big brained inno­va­tors in a light frame of mind resem­bles a well run exper­i­ment. His unsus­pect­ing spec­i­mens were appre­hend­ed at Ger­many’s annu­al Lin­dau Nobel Lau­re­ate Meet­ing. Thus secured, they were led one at a time into a tem­po­rary stu­dio where each was invit­ed to draw what­ev­er it was that had earned him or her the Nobel prize. The results weren’t much as art, but they’re unmis­tak­ably play­ful, bristling with arrows, excla­ma­tion points, smi­ley faces, and word bub­bles. The pho­tog­ra­ph­er let his sub­jects pick the pose, at which points things did become art.

I’m going to award 1996 Chem­istry lau­re­ate Sir Harold Kro­to Best in Show for his well war­rant­ed action pose. Appar­ent­ly, his dis­cov­ery’s mol­e­c­u­lar struc­ture looks like a soc­cer ball.

It’s not exact­ly Break­ing Bad, but it does bring Chem­istry alive for me as a sub­ject oth­ers might find enjoy­able in the empir­i­cal sense.

View a gallery of Volk­er Ste­gerfor’s Sketch­es of Sci­ence. If you’re real­ly into it, the Nobel Muse­um is herald­ing a trav­el­ing exhi­bi­tion of Ste­gerfor’s work with audio record­ings of the sci­en­tists on the sub­ject of their dis­cov­er­ies.

via The Smith­son­ian blog

- Ayun Hal­l­i­day is slat­ed to direct the world’s first bio-his­tor­i­cal musi­cal in Novem­ber. Fol­low her @AyunHalliday

 

New Robert Rauschenberg Digital Collection Lets You Download Free High-Res Images of the Artist’s Work

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After the wan­ing of abstract expres­sion­ism, Robert Rauschenberg’s exu­ber­ant prints, paint­ings, sculp­tures, and three-dimen­sion­al col­lages he called “Com­bines” reju­ve­nat­ed the New York art world and helped bring pop art to promi­nence, antic­i­pat­ing Warhol’s exper­i­ments. And now stu­dents of twen­ti­eth-cen­tu­ry Amer­i­can art can con­nect with all of the artist’s work in the San Fran­cis­co Muse­um of Mod­ern Art’s per­ma­nent col­lec­tion with­out set­ting foot in the Bay area, thanks to SFMOMA’s Rauschen­berg Research Project, which allows users to down­load high res images of the muse­um’s Rauschen­bergs. Research materials—including com­men­tary, inter­views, essays, and more—accompany each image. Click­ing on the main link for each image will send you to a page with a lengthy descrip­tion. Scrolling down to the bot­tom of the page, you’ll find indi­vid­ual links for each of the asso­ci­at­ed files and an omnibus link for all of them at once.


It’s cer­tain­ly not a sub­sti­tute for see­ing the work up close in all its onto­log­i­cal mate­ri­al­i­ty, but it’s still quite a won­der­ful resource for researchers, art his­to­ri­ans, and even gen­er­al enthu­si­asts of Rauschen­berg, par­tic­u­lar­ly since many of the works in SFMOMA’s data­base are not cur­rent­ly on dis­play (and the muse­um is tem­porar­i­ly closed dur­ing an expan­sion). A paint­ing you can’t see in per­son is the dense col­lage Moth­er of God (at top), one of Rauschenberg’s ear­li­est sur­viv­ing paint­ings from a peri­od in the 50s when the artist explored sev­er­al reli­gious themes. The painting’s brown back­ground is com­posed of lay­ers of maps of Amer­i­can locales, and the site allows you to zoom in and exam­ine each one in fine detail. In the video above—one of the dig­i­tal project’s col­lec­tion of artifacts—see Rauschen­berg dis­cuss the paint­ing with cura­tor Wal­ter Hopps and SFMOMA Direc­tor David A. Ross in a 1999 inter­view.

via Metafil­ter

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Rauschen­berg Eras­es De Koon­ing

The Rijksmu­se­um Puts 125,000 Dutch Mas­ter­pieces Online, and Lets You Remix Its Art

LA Coun­ty Muse­um Makes 20,000 Artis­tic Images Avail­able for Free Down­load

The Nation­al Gallery Makes 25,000 Images of Art­work Freely Avail­able Online

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Wash­ing­ton, DC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

The Genius of Albrecht Dürer Revealed in Four Self-Portraits

Age 13:

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The Ger­man artist Albrecht Dür­er (1471–1528) was one of the great­est fig­ures of the North­ern Renais­sance. As a draughts­man and painter, he rivaled his elder con­tem­po­rary Leonar­do Da Vin­ci, and his mas­ter­ful wood­cuts and engrav­ings of myth­i­cal and alle­gor­i­cal scenes made him famous across Europe.

In the first half of his life, Dür­er made a series of exquis­ite self-por­traits. The ear­li­est (above) was made in 1484, when the artist was a pre­co­cious boy of 13. It was drawn in sil­ver­point. Some­time lat­er, he wrote in the upper right-hand cor­ner: “This I have drawn from myself from the look­ing-glass, in the year 1484, when I was still a child — Albrecht Dür­er.” The draw­ing, now in the col­lec­tion of the Alberti­na muse­um in Vien­na, was made at about the time Dür­er became an appren­tice gold­smith in his father’s jew­el­ry shop in Nurem­berg. Much to his father’s dis­ap­point­ment, he would leave the gold­smith shop about a year lat­er to become an appren­tice to the promi­nent Nurem­berg artist and print­mak­er Michael Wol­ge­mut. But the ear­ly expe­ri­ence of work­ing with the tools in the gold­smith shop would prove invalu­able to Dür­er’s lat­er work as an engraver.

Age 22:

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After Dür­er fin­ished his appren­tice­ship with Woleg­mut at the age of 19, he fol­lowed the tra­di­tion of young artists and embarked on a guild tour of south­ern Ger­many to study the work of var­i­ous artists and print­mak­ers. He was prob­a­bly in Stras­bourg when he paint­ed his “Por­trait of the Artist hold­ing a This­tle” (above) in 1493. He was 22 years old. The por­trait was paint­ed in oil on vel­lum, and was past­ed on can­vas sev­er­al cen­turies lat­er. Johann Wof­gang von Goethe saw the paint­ing in 1805 at a muse­um in Leipzig and was deeply impressed. In 1922 it was pur­chased by the Lou­vre.

“The face still has some of the child­ish fea­tures seen in his ear­ly draw­ing of a Self-Por­trait,” says the Lou­vre Web site, “but the man­ly neck, the strong nose, and the vig­or­ous hands are already those of an adult. Dür­er, who was also an excel­lent engraver, com­posed his works in a very graph­ic fash­ion. The almost metal­lic fine­ness of detail, seen in the prick­les of the this­tle, also recalls his ear­ly train­ing as a gold­smith.”

There are two com­pet­ing the­o­ries about the mean­ing of the paint­ing. Some schol­ars believe it was an engage­ment present for Agnes Frey, whom Dür­er would mar­ry the fol­low­ing year. “In fact,” says the Lou­vre, “the this­tle held by the artist is called ‘Mannstreu’ in Ger­man, which also means ‘hus­band’s fideli­ty.’ This pledge of love would also explain the ele­gance of the cos­tume. The main loop­hole in this hypoth­e­sis is that Dür­er may still have been unaware of the mar­riage, which had been arranged by his father.” A rival the­o­ry is that the this­tle rep­re­sents the crown of thorns from Christ’s Pas­sion. In any case, the artist’s inscrip­tion reads, “Things hap­pen to me as it is writ­ten on high.”

Age 26:

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The sec­ond of Dür­er’s three paint­ed self-por­traits was made in 1498, when he was 26 years old and enter­ing his mature peri­od as a mas­ter artist. Dür­er had made his first of two vis­its to north­ern Italy a few years ear­li­er to study Ital­ian art and math­e­mat­ics. While there, he was impressed and grat­i­fied by the ele­vat­ed social sta­tus grant­ed to great artists. In Ger­many he had been looked down upon as a low­ly crafts­man. “How I shall freeze after this sun!” Dür­er wrote home to his friend Willibald Pir­ck­heimer from Italy. “Here I am a gen­tle­man, at home only a par­a­site.” Upon his return to Nurem­berg, Dür­er assert­ed his new sense of social posi­tion. In the por­trait above he depicts him­self as some­thing of a dandy, with flam­boy­ant dress and a haughty bear­ing. The paint­ing was made in oil on a wood pan­el, and now resides in the Museo del Pra­do in Madrid.

Age 28:

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The Christ-like self-por­trait above was paint­ed in 1500, short­ly before Dür­er’s 29th birth­day. The paint­ing was made in oil on a wood­en pan­el, and is now in the col­lec­tion of the Alte Pinakothek in Munich. Unlike his ear­li­er self-por­traits, which were com­posed in the cus­tom­ary three-quar­ters view, Dür­er’s self-por­trait of 1500 depicts the artist faced square­ly toward the view­er — a pose usu­al­ly reserved at that time for images of Christ. His hand, touch­ing the fur col­lar of his coat, brings to mind the ges­tures of bless­ing in reli­gious icons. The high­ly sym­met­ric com­po­si­tion draws atten­tion to the eyes, which gaze direct­ly at the view­er. The artist’s mono­gram, “AD,” and the Latin inscrip­tion — “I, Albrecht Dür­er of Nurem­berg, por­trayed myself in ever­last­ing col­ors aged twen­ty-eight years” — are placed at eye-lev­el to strength­en the effect. The year “1500” is writ­ten direct­ly above the mono­gram, giv­ing the “AD” a sec­ond mean­ing as Anno Domi­ni, which fur­ther rein­forces the con­nec­tion between Dür­er and Christ. The art his­to­ri­an Joseph Koern­er has sug­gest­ed that the entire com­po­si­tion, from the tri­an­gu­lar out­line of the frontal like­ness to the curve of Dür­er’s fin­gers, echoes the over­ar­ch­ing “A” and nes­tled “D” of the artist’s mono­gram. “Noth­ing we see in a Dür­er is not Dür­er’s,” writes Koern­er, “mono­gram or not.”

Hearsay of the Soul: A 5‑Channel Video Installation by Celebrated German Filmmaker Werner Herzog

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David Lynch has embraced visu­al art and the pos­si­bil­i­ties of the new music indus­try. With Pina, Wim Wen­ders made one of the most acclaimed works in the lat­est, super­hero-filled wave of 3D movies. Jean-Luc Godard… well, I could­n’t quite tell you what he has got up to with his lat­est pic­ture, but it sounds con­cep­tu­al­ly and tech­no­log­i­cal­ly for­ward-look­ing indeed. Clear­ly, some of the cre­ators best suit­ed for the new cin­e­mat­ic real­i­ty in which we find our­selves also hap­pen to have already logged decades and decades in the craft. Wern­er Her­zog, direc­tor of Cave of For­got­ten Dreams, anoth­er one of the few recent 3D movies you still hear peo­ple talk­ing about, has exe­cut­ed his lat­est project not in the the­ater, but in a muse­um, and not as a tra­di­tion­al film, but as a five-chan­nel video instal­la­tion.

Hearsay of the Soul will run at the Get­ty Cen­ter, a par­tic­u­lar­ly well-known muse­um over­look­ing Los Ange­les — Her­zog’s city of res­i­dence and my own — from July 23 to Jan­u­ary 19. In it, Her­zog com­bines land­scape etch­ings by Dutch Gold­en Age mas­ter print­mak­er and Rem­brandt-influ­encer Her­cules Segers with music from two of Segers’ mod­ern coun­try­men, cel­list Ernst Rei­jseger and organ­ist Har­men Fraan­je. (Her­zog afi­ciona­dos will, in fact, rec­og­nize Rei­jseger’s work from the score of Cave of For­got­ten Dreams.) “They are like flash­lights held in our uncer­tain hands,” Herz­zog says of Segers’ images, “a fright­ened light that opens breach­es into the recess­es of a place that seems some­what known to us: our selves. We morph with these images. Her­cules Segers’s images and my films do not speak to each oth­er, but for a brief moment, I hope, they might dance with each oth­er.” You can glimpse a few of the instal­la­tion’s images and hear a few of its sounds just above.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Wern­er Her­zog and Cor­mac McCarthy Talk Sci­ence and Cul­ture

Errol Mor­ris and Wern­er Her­zog in Con­ver­sa­tion

Por­trait Wern­er Her­zog: The Director’s Auto­bi­o­graph­i­cal Short Film from 1986

Watch Wern­er Her­zog Eats His Shoe by Les Blank, Direc­tor of Qui­et, Quirky Films

Col­in Mar­shall hosts and pro­duces Note­book on Cities and Cul­ture and writes essays on lit­er­a­ture, film, cities, Asia, and aes­thet­ics. He’s at work on a book about Los Ange­lesA Los Ange­les Primer. Fol­low him on Twit­ter at @colinmarshall.

Jump Start Your Creative Process with Brian Eno’s “Oblique Strategies” Deck of Cards (1975)

Image by Bas­ti­aan Ter­horst, via Flickr Com­mons

The likes of U2, Cold­play, and David Bowie can afford to hire pro­duc­er, artist, and thinker Bri­an Eno to shake up their cre­ative process­es. You and I, alas, prob­a­bly can’t. We can, how­ev­er, afford to con­sult the Oblique Strate­gies, a deck of cards invent­ed by Eno and painter Peter Schmidt in 1975. Each card offers, in its own oblique fash­ion, a strat­e­gy you can fol­low when you find your­self at an impasse in your own work, be it music, paint­ing, or any form at all: “Hon­or thy error as a hid­den inten­tion.” “State the prob­lem in words as clear­ly as pos­si­ble.” “Remem­ber those qui­et evenings.” “Once the search is in progress, some­thing will be found.” “Work at a dif­fer­ent speed.” “Look close­ly at the most embar­rass­ing details and ampli­fy them.”

“The Oblique Strate­gies evolved from me being in a num­ber of work­ing sit­u­a­tions when pan­ic, par­tic­u­lar­ly in stu­dios, tend­ed to make me quick­ly for­get that there were oth­ers ways of work­ing,” said Eno in a 1980 radio inter­view, “and that there were tan­gen­tial ways of attack­ing prob­lems that were in many sens­es more inter­est­ing than the direct head-on approach.”

Should you feel the need for just such a break with the obvi­ous approach, you can track down one of the offi­cial phys­i­cal edi­tions of the Oblique Strate­gies deck. Or you can con­sult one of  its many vir­tu­al ver­sions avail­able on the inter­net. Eno talks about how the deck of cards came into being. Vin­tage sets can be found on Ama­zon here.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Bri­an Eno on Cre­at­ing Music and Art As Imag­i­nary Land­scapes (1989)

Watch Bri­an Eno’s “Video Paint­ings,” Where 1980s TV Tech­nol­o­gy Meets Visu­al Art

Day of Light: A Crowd­sourced Film by Mul­ti­me­dia Genius Bri­an Eno

Col­in Mar­shall hosts and pro­duces Note­book on Cities and Cul­ture and writes essays on lit­er­a­ture, film, cities, Asia, and aes­thet­ics. He’s at work on a book about Los Ange­lesA Los Ange­les Primer. Fol­low him on Twit­ter at @colinmarshall.

The Art of Punk Presents a New Documentary on The Dead Kennedys and Their Gritty Aesthetics

Last week, Col­in Mar­shall told you all about The Art of Punk, the new doc­u­men­tary series from the Muse­um of Con­tem­po­rary Art in Los Ange­les. This week, the series con­tin­ues with a new video look­ing at The Dead Kennedys and the artist behind their strik­ing art­work, Win­ston Smith. A “punk art sur­re­al­ist” known for his “hand-carved” col­lages, Smith is per­haps best known for cre­at­ing The Dead Kennedys’ icon­ic logo and oth­er arrest­ing images (see a slideshow here). The new MOCA video cov­ers all of that, and then some, above.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Punk Meets High Fash­ion in Met­ro­pol­i­tan Muse­um of Art Exhi­bi­tion PUNK: Chaos to Cou­ture

Hen­ry Rollins Remem­bers the Life-Chang­ing Deci­sion That Brought Him From Häa­gen-Dazs to Black Flag

Mal­colm McLaren: The Quest for Authen­tic Cre­ativ­i­ty

The His­to­ry of Punk Rock

Two Childhood Drawings from Poet E.E. Cummings Show the Young Artist’s Playful Seriousness

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Rebec­ca Onion over at Slate’s his­to­ry blog “The Vault” has brought to our atten­tion two delight­ful finds from the Mass­a­chu­setts His­tor­i­cal Soci­ety: child­hood draw­ings by poet and painter E.E. Cum­mings, made when he was 6 and 7 years old. Dat­ing from 1900–1902, the sketch­es, writes Onion, “reflect Cum­mings’ immer­sion in the pop­u­lar cul­ture of the time: cir­cus­es, Wild West shows, and adven­ture fic­tion.” These two draw­ings are fas­ci­nat­ing por­traits of the young Cum­mings’ mind at work. What a young mind he had.

Cum­mings began writ­ing poet­ry at age 8, and wrote a poem a day until he was 22. His mature work, which he began pub­lish­ing after his release from an intern­ment camp in Nor­mandy dur­ing WWI (where he was held for sus­pect­ed trea­son), shows the same kind of child­like play­ful­ness and dis­ci­pline. And while the draw­ing at the top is the work of a young boy strug­gling with the con­ven­tions of the writ­ten word, its odd­ly-spaced and punc­tu­at­ed text—the lex­i­cal and syn­tac­ti­cal ambi­gu­i­ties cre­at­ed by the layout—could cer­tain­ly have come from the pen of the adult poet. Cum­mings’ ideas about his poet­ry were delib­er­ate­ly idio­syn­crat­ic and force­ful­ly indi­vid­ual. As he would write, “may I be I is the only prayer—not may I be great or good or beau­ti­ful or wise or strong.” Or, as he expressed in a sim­i­lar sen­ti­ment in his 1926 col­lec­tion, is 5, per­haps in response to some crit­i­cal oppro­bri­um:

mr youse needn’t be so spry

con­cernin ques­tions arty

each has his tastes but as for i

i likes a cer­tain par­ty

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In the draw­ing above, the young Edward Estlin Cum­mings imag­ines him­self as a Buf­fa­lo Bill-like char­ac­ter. Onion points us toward the adult Cum­mings’ dark­ly iron­ic poem “[Buf­fa­lo Bill ‘s],” as a com­pan­ion to the boy Cum­mings’ star­ry-eyed self-fash­ion­ing and “hero wor­ship.” While on a super­fi­cial read­ing, Cum­mings’ work can some­times seem mad­den­ing­ly child­ish and sil­ly, poems like “[Buf­fa­lo Bill ‘s]” show him pluck­ing apart naïve illu­sions about hero­ism and spec­ta­cle as in so many of his oth­er poems he skew­ers the pre­ten­sions of urban sophis­ti­cates and tastemak­ers, pro­mot­ing a Roman­tic, unin­hib­it­ed idea of the self unfet­tered by social, and typo­graph­i­cal, con­ven­tions.

Cum­mings would be very appre­cia­tive of the work the Mass­a­chu­setts His­tor­i­cal Soci­ety has done in cat­a­logu­ing his fam­i­ly papers; he had a deep respect for history—above all for per­son­al his­to­ry. In the first of his so-called “non­lec­tures,” deliv­ered at Har­vard in 1952, he refers to his “auto­bi­o­graph­i­cal prob­lem” in a pas­sage that con­jures the dystopi­an visions of Hux­ley and Orwell:

There’d be no prob­lem, of course, if I sub­scribed to the hyper­sci­en­tif­ic doc­trine that hered­i­ty is noth­ing because every­thing is envi­ron­ment; or if (hav­ing swal­lowed this super­sleep­ing­pill) I envis­aged the future of socalled mankind as a per­ma­nent past­less­ness, pre­na­tal­ly envelop­ing semi­iden­ti­cal super­sub­morons in per­pet­u­al nonun­hap­pi­ness. Right­ly or wrong­ly, how­ev­er, I pre­fer spir­i­tu­al insom­nia to psy­chic sui­cide.

Per­haps Cum­mings could thank “spir­i­tu­al insom­nia” for his seri­ous word­play and bound­less curiosity—two child­hood traits he nev­er let go of.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

The Art of Sylvia Plath: Revis­it Her Sketch­es, Self-Por­traits, Draw­ings & Illus­trat­ed Let­ters

Dylan Thomas Sketch­es a Car­i­ca­ture of a Drunk­en Dylan Thomas

William S. Bur­roughs Shows You How to Make “Shot­gun Art”

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Wash­ing­ton, DC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

Watch Dreams That Money Can Buy, a Surrealist Film by Man Ray, Marcel Duchamp, Alexander Calder, Fernand Léger & Hans Richter

“Every­body dreams. Every­body trav­els, some­times into coun­tries where strange beau­ty, wis­dom, adven­ture, love expects him.” These words, a tad floaty and dream­like them­selves, open 1947’s Dreams That Mon­ey Can Buy. “This is a sto­ry of dreams mixed with real­i­ty,” the nar­ra­tor intones. He can say that again. Direct­ed by Hans Richter, painter, graph­ic artist, avant-gardist, “film-exper­i­menter,” and ener­getic mem­ber of the Dada move­ment, the pic­ture takes a sto­ry­line that seems mun­dane­ly real­is­tic — impe­cu­nious poet finds apart­ment, then must fig­ure out how to pay the rent — and bends it into all man­ner of sur­re­al shapes. And I do, lit­er­al­ly, mean sur­re­al, since sev­er­al of the scenes come from the minds of not­ed avant-garde and sur­re­al­ist artists, includ­ing, besides Richter him­self, painter and pho­tog­ra­ph­er Man Ray, con­cep­tu­al­ist Mar­cel Duchamp, sculp­tor Alexan­der Calder, and painter-sculp­tor-film­mak­er Fer­nand Léger.

Joe, the film’s pro­tag­o­nist, finds he has a sort of super­pow­er: by look­ing into the eyes of anoth­er, he can see the con­tents of their mind. He prompt­ly sets up a sort of con­sul­ta­tion busi­ness where he exam­ines the uncon­scious thoughts of a client: say, an unam­bi­tious banker whose wife lives “like a dou­ble-entry col­umn: no virtues, no vices.” He then uses the abstract mate­ri­als of their thoughts to come up with a self-con­tained, some­what less abstract dream for them to dream: in the banker’s case, a dream called Desire, which takes the form of a short film by Dadaist painter-sculp­tor-graph­ic artist-poet Max Ernst. For Joe’s oth­er, dif­fer­ent­ly neu­rot­ic cus­tomers, Richter, Man Ray, Duchamp, Calder, and Léger come up with suit­able for­mal­ly and aes­thet­i­cal­ly dis­tinct dreams. While all these artists imbue Dreams That Mon­ey Can Buy with their own inim­itable sen­si­bil­i­ties (or non­sense abil­i­ties, as the case may be), I feel as though cer­tain mod­ern film­mak­ers would have the time of their lives remak­ing it. Michel Gondry comes to mind.

Dreams That Mon­ey Can Buy will be added to our col­lec­tion, 4,000+ Free Movies Online: Great Clas­sics, Indies, Noir, West­erns, Doc­u­men­taries & More.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Man Ray and the Ciné­ma Pur: Four Sur­re­al­ist Films From the 1920s

Un Chien Andalou: Revis­it­ing Buñuel and Dalí’s Sur­re­al­ist Film

The Hearts of Age: Orson Welles’ Sur­re­al­ist First Film (1934)

The Seashell and the Cler­gy­man: The World’s First Sur­re­al­ist Film

Col­in Mar­shall hosts and pro­duces Note­book on Cities and Cul­ture and writes essays on lit­er­a­ture, film, cities, Asia, and aes­thet­ics. He’s at work on a book about Los Ange­lesA Los Ange­les Primer. Fol­low him on Twit­ter at @colinmarshall.

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