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In the last analysis










    Dore Ashton

    Imagine you are X, an artist of international   which you wrote it are presented. Whether   an œuvre. But this becomes more and more
    reputation, born sometime between 1900  you had had a conversation with Y the day   unlikely, since the nature of the analytic
    and 1915. You probably don't read art maga-  before; whether you had known the similar   endeavour is to avoid speaking about the
    zines, but they find their way into your studio   statements of Z; whether it was before or   experience of works of art, and to speak
    and you fitfully pick them up and put them   after a certain exhibition, and from whom   rather of how to speak about speaking of
    down. From time to time, you spot your own   your very words were taken. If you become   works of art.
    name, usually in some scholarly article where   morbidly curious and follow up this reading,   This is not an era friendly to metaphysics,
    the footnotes greedily eat up the white space   you will probably find in subsequent articles   not since Kant anyway. Metaphysics, which
    and the text is brusque and meagre. You are   great scholastic disputes about when, why   is concerned always with the  totality  of
    naturally curious, though always suspicious.   and how you came to write it, and even who   existence, is a mode of reflection which
      In any written commentary, no matter how   your collaborators were. You recognize that   naturally seeks the meaning of the œuvre as
    factual it purports to be, or how objective,  you are reading facts, some of which are   a whole, rather than the description of its
    you know the writer had brought to it his   accurate but were long since forgotten by   parts. When men are given to the meta-
    own vision or he isn't worth his salt. And you   you since they were, in terms of your oeuvre,   physical approach, they don't necessarily
    know that it can never coincide with your   irrelevant. You may realize, also, that you are   ignore the facts, but facts become part of
    own. Graciously or ungraciously, you accept   witnessing a shift in values which threatens  their ongoing process of reflection and in-
    that fact. All criticism, whether historical and   the survival of your œuvre  as experienced   quiry'. What they inquire after is how this
    'objective', structuralist and non-interpre-  meaning.                             man or that came to have a stunning insight,
    tive, or romantic and fanciful, is finally the   This insight, as melancholy as it is, will be   and how he then experiences it and tests it
    result of some attentive individual's selection   confirmed by other kinds of reading in the   as he creates his oeuvre.  If our artist X had
    of relevant matter, and therefore interpretive,   same journal. For instance, you might chance   once hoped that his œuvre in the last analysis
    and beside your point. But still you hope.   upon one of the many effusions of the new  would signify more than his own gloss upon
      Supposing you had been solicited for  exegetes, the merchandizers of canned wis-  it, he may find that there will be no last
    written statements at one time and had ac-  dom. Here, nicely turned and often laid out   analysis. For a last analysis insists upon a
    ceded. Supposing you had once or twice  'visually' are the compendia of quotations   metaphysical process—one that assumes
    even sought an opportunity to present some  which serve for articles. This out-of-context   that an image of the totality of being can
    pressing conviction—of that moment—to the   instant wisdom has its purpose: it relieves  shine forth in a whole life's work.
    public. All the while, of course, being of two   the author of the necessity of personal ex-  Such an image is rarely paraphrasable, and
    minds about the written word, and suspect-  perience. It does not require the ardent   requires a sensibility which is speculative
     ing that your work would speak more elo-  commitment of affectionate reading, and the   rather than analytical, respondent rather than
    quently in the last analysis.             arduous travail of conveying an insight with   critical, to recognize it. There is a mode of
      Now, supposing that you are lured by the   conviction. The detachment of the compiler,   reflection which strikes men as reasonable
     business-like tone of the article you noticed   which -he obviously values, makes the in-  from time to time—certainly not  this  time
    while you leafed through a current art journal.  sight of another a thing among things,   however—which may yet appear again and
      You are astonished and probably pro-    neither more nor less significant, and cer-  which will salvage X's œuvre as experienced
    foundly depressed to discover that your  tainly not more interesting than any other   truth rather than analyzed fact. This mode
    every word has been weighed and judged ;  written thing. If you are an artist who has  was well characterized by Nicholas of Cusa,
    that something you may have written one   said or written something, you will grasp the   who used, as a tool in his intense specula-
    fine morning when you couldn't get started   indifferent yet pedantic nature of the attent-  tion, the notion of learned ignorance.
    on a canvas and when you were in a certain   ion your thing receives in the contemporary   He who regards as truth that which is con-
    outside-yourself mood, is taken as an ex-  art press.                              ceivable is removed from true infinite
     plication of your work, then and forever. You   There is a good chance that you would   wisdom, he believed. 'Those .whose judg-
    will probably shudder to find that not only is   accept the microscopic examination of the   ments are based only on analysis, who speak
    the text studied for meanings you never knew   'facts' around your œuvre, if you were con-  only in words and not out of inner experience'
    you had, but the exact circumstances under   vinced that the oeuvre itself could be seen as   are not truly wise. The truly wise, according


    Contributors to this issue               William Tucker,  the sculptor, was recently   Avinash Chandra,  the Indian painter, now lives
                                             appointed Gregory Fellow in Sculpture at Leeds   and works in New York, where his one-man show
                                              University.                              at Rose Fried Gallery opens on October 22.
    Dore Ashton,  the American critic, is a regular
    contributor to Studio International.     Ronald Hunt is Librarian at the University of New-  Dr Aaron Scharf is head of the department of the
                                             castle upon Tyne and Is currently arranging an ex-  history of art and complementary studies at St
    Alan Gouk  is a painter and was a prize-winner in   hibition for the Moderna Museet in Sweden,   Martin's School of Art. His comprehensive study of
    the '1967 John Moore's Liverpool Exhibition. He                                    the relationship between art and photography,
    teaches in the sculpture department at St Martin's   David Thompson, formerly art critic for The Times,   entitled Art and Photography, will be published at the
    School of Art.                           writes regularly for Queen and Studio International.   end of this year by Allen Lane, The Penguin Press.
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