I can't figure out why my brain does not allow me to enjoy most abstract art. There is no reason not to admire it as much as any other style of art. Is it just something in my brain, or lack thereof?
Abstract art is daring and challenging. In the late 19th century some kind of cultural twerking happened. What allowed some artists to think that they could get away with breaking down representational images? Why did they no longer care if they "colored inside the lines"? Were they simply bored?
Henri Matisse (1869-1954) turned portraiture upside down with this "Green Stripe", and then went even further in blocking out details, in "The Dance".
American Alexander Calder (1898-1976) became best known for his simple mobiles, but he also threw his hat into the abstract monumental sculpture ring.
Petaluma is the home of a world renowned man of steel, Mark Di Suvero.
Also of Petaluma, the late Peter Forakis (1927-2009) gave the town rail station this sculpture that he called "Dubull Eagull". Rest in peace Pete - you were a great character and artist.
Laurie Reichek stands before a painting by her late husband Jesse, who chose to create a huge body of work in his Petaluma studio, and also chose to stay out of the limelight.
Kudos to Petaluma's Kathryn Graham Wilson for her devotion to color abstraction.
Abstraction may not be my own artistic path, but society has and continues to embrace this form of expression, and rightly so.