Cy Twombly: Cycles and Seasons
Tate Modern, until 14 September
This year, Cy Twombly celebrated his 80th birthday. As the leading modern American artist who decamped to Europe and went his own way regardless of developments at home, Twombly was for many years out in the wilderness. But he held his course and now he is the darling of the art glitterati. However, his work is not so easy for the uninitiated and many feel slightly at a loss when confronted by one of his scribbly canvases. Those with closed minds tend to dismiss him, and, as Nicholas Serota in the foreword to the exhibition catalogue (£24.99 in paperback) points out, Twombly’s art is ‘elusive and, for many people, even enthusiasts of contemporary art, unfathomable’. As a major exhibition of his work from the last half-century opens in London (there was a much smaller show at the Serpentine in 2004), I offer some reflections on his difficult but rewarding art.
For a start, it should be noted that this is not a Twombly retrospective so much as a series of potent groupings of themes and interests.
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