“The greatest thing we have is the awareness of the mind. There we can build mansions. There we have all the things that are not given to us on earth.”
-Louise Nevelson
Louise Nevelson created massive, magnificent, wooden assemblages that I’ve been kind of obsessed with lately. (Me? Obsessed? What’s new?) She appropriated found objects in her sculptures to express a distinctly feminine narrative.
I love how “masculine” (in the traditional sense of the word) they feel though. It really is a genderfuck. To hell with soft, flow-y, colorful art. It’s interesting- art critics often mistook her for a man when looking only at her work, then dismissed her when they discovered she was a woman. Which makes it even more impressive that she came to be such a profound force in a male-dominated New York art scene of the ’60s. Enjoy the images, I’m particularly fond of the black pieces:
Furthermore, (I almost said “more importantly,” but don’t worry guys), it will be my goal to dress just like Louise Nevelson when I turn, say, 70. I would start now but I’m not badass enough yet, it’s something reserved for women of a certain age. Check out her immaculate style:
Aye, she’s cool.