Say, this is fun! About.com Plays / Drama Guide Wade Bradford has written a 15-minute, one act play about two young women, a magical trunk and some of the Impressionist (and beyond) painters. Much as I adore--and pay attention to--activities where art history goes cross-curriculum, I've never before seen a play; the very thing to get a room full of art history students on their feet and engaged. What an excellent idea!

Wade has written Impressions of Yesterday for all of you hard-working art educators and, in a lovely gesture, has made it freely available for amateur performances and/or educational purposes. Yes, that's right: if you're interested in using it with your students, the play is yours for the taking. Huge thanks to Wade for his creative efforts--and please be sure to leave a comment letting us know how *your* production goes.

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Claude Monet (French, 1840-1926)
Impression, Sunrise, 1873
Oil on canvas
48 x 63 cm (18 7/8 x 24 13/16 in.)
Musée Marmottan, Paris

One day in mid-January, after the Renaissance Siena exhibition had closed and was being deinstalled at The National Gallery, London, an almost-500 year old painting slipped its temporary frame and hit the floor. Sienese master Domenico Beccafumi's Marcia (seen here) is an oil whose panel support consists of three planks fastened together--one of which promptly separated from the other two upon impact. I can imagine the wooden sound of protest and don't know what would be worse: the elevator drop of the stomach, or the hair standing up on the back of the neck.

Normally the public doesn't hear about mishaps of this nature, but this one was too huge not to make the minutes of the February 8 Board of Trustees meeting. Because The Gallery falls under the aegis of the Department for Culture, Media and Sport, the minutes are a matter of public record. And because these minutes have only just been published, we now know about an accident that occurred four months ago.

Marcia, happily, has been restored and is back on display. A second stroke of good fortune: Marcia belongs to The Gallery. You'd hate to think of this happening to a loan, as was Cornelia (lent by the Galleria Doria-Pamphilj in Rome) one of the three Beccafumi "Women of Virtue" panels in the exhibition. It seems as if the best possible outcome has been achieved, although, granted, it's tough to guess about the employment status of the two art handlers responsible for the accident.

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Domenico Beccafumi (Italian, 1484-1551)
Marcia, ca. 1520-25
Oil on wood
92.1 x 53.3 cm
© The National Gallery, London

© Robert Rauschenberg / Adagp, Paris, 2006
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© Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts, Philadelphia
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Our intrepid art critic, Beth Gersh-Nesic, and I had more fun with with her review of the Gustave Courbet exhibition (on view at The Metropolitan Museum of Art through May 18) than anything else over which we've batted around ideas. Courbet was such a Bad Boy, courter-of-controversy and, above all, technically proficient artist that he can, all these years later, be completely forgiven for consciously bending the star-making machinery to fatten his bank account.

For these reasons, yes, Gustave Courbet certainly resembles a contemporary rock star, movie star or any "celebrity" with a good publicist. Me, I rather thought his early self-portraits resembled a gorgeous young Jim Morrison of The Doors fame--the Lizard King before he became, as did Courbet, bloated from drink. Beth thought, no, the handsome actor Jake Gyllenhaal would more fittingly represent the painter at the start of his career. Both of us agreed wholeheartedly that Johnny Depp would play a perfect Courbet. (I invite you to look at The Desperate Man pictured here, and compare it to a photo of Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow.)

While Beth's review of Gustave Courbet has its seriously informative side, you are hereby invited to play along with us after reading. To whom in the Celebrity Sphere would you compare this artist?

Related viewing:

• Gustave Courbet - selected images form the exhibition

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Gustave Courbet (French, 1819-1877)
The Desperate Man, 1844-45
Oil on canvas
17 3/4 x 21 5/8 in. (45 x 55 cm)
Private Collection, courtesy of BNP Paribas Art Advisory
Photo: © Michel Nguyen

© Estate of Roy Lichtenstein
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I might have written the above headline in capital letters, but the appropriate time to shout jubilantly over the dismissal of United States District Court, Western District of New York's Order 04-CR-0155A (a.ka. "The United States of America v. Steven Kurtz") occurred nearly four years ago. If, indeed, there ever should have been a court case necessitating an appropriate time in which to be jubilant. Begging your pardon, it is impossible for me to be objective about what happened to Steven Kurtz. Rather than rail on (as I am sorely tempted to do) for 87 more paragraphs regarding aberrations of "justice" in a culture of paranoia, I will instead refer you to other sources.

More on the Kurtz Saga:

• "The FBI's Art Attack" - Washington Post article from June 2, 2004
• "Bioarts, Bioterror and the CAE" - College Quarterly, Spring 2005
• "The Political Problem of Luck" - email interview with Steven Kurtz from Plazm Magazine, Summer 2006
• "Art or Bioterrorism: Who Cares?" - interview with Steven Kurtz from 10 Zen Monkeys, September 26, 2007
• Critical Art Ensemble Defense Fund - FAQs, links to documentation and a time line regarding the Kurtz case
• Strange Culture - official website of the film
• April 21, 2008 Ruling on the motion to dismiss Order 04-CR-0155A

Image credit:

The Stanford Humanities Lab collaborated with director Lynn Hershman on a screening of her latest film Strange Culture. This mixed reality event took place at Sundance and in the online world Second Life during January 2007.

Flickr image by Henrik Bennetsen
Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.0 Generic license

What would you call a gallery installation that featured crack cocaine in an incense burner, a musical loop of "Himno de Frente Sandinista de Liberación Nacional" playing backwards, words spelled out with pieces of dog food and a malnourished stray dog tied on a tether? Personally, I would call it My Artistic Bull___ Detector Has Lit Up and Started to Beep, but that's just me. The Costa Rican artist Guillermo Vargas Jiménez (who is in his early 30s, goes by the name "Habacuc" and is responsible for the above work) entitled it Exposición No. 1. Exposición No. 1, however, is now commonly known as Eres lo que lees (You are what you read) because those were the words meticulously spelled out with dog food.

It is verifiable fact that Exposición No. 1 was staged at Galeria Codice in Managua, Nicaragua on August 16-17, 2007. The above mentioned elements were present in Habacuc's piece, including the dog. The dog, whom the artist had named "Natividad," was on the premises of the gallery for three days. Several arts bloggers at the time mentioned what a dumb idea it was to tether a starving dog in an art gallery. I concurred wholeheartedly with the dumb idea part and thought that was that.

That was most certainly not that. What has happened in the interim is that all Internet hell has broken loose. Not one of those two day wonders, either, but a story that Read more...

True confession: this could rightfully be entitled "Artists *I* Should Know." All I'd ever retained--and that only vaguely--about Bernardino di Betto, a.k.a. Pinturicchio ("Little Painter"), was a comment by Giorgio Vasari in Lives of the Painters. I quote:

"Just as many are aided by Fortune without being endowed with great talent, so many men of talent are pursued by a hostile fortune. Thus she seems to adopt as her children those who depend upon her, without the aid of any ability, and is pleased that some should rise by her favor who would never have attracted notice by their own merits. Thus it was with Pinturicchio of Perugia, who, prolific as he was, and enjoying the assistance of others, nevertheless possessed a far higher reputation than his works warranted."

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I'd love to say "April Fool!" except this really happened and the only fool involved was a suspect apprehended at lightning speed. In the wee hours of April 1 someone picked up a rock, smashed open a window at the Museum and Art Gallery of the Northern Territory in Darwin, Australia, gained entry to its Aboriginal Gallery and scooped up seven works of art before making a hasty exit. The thief, however, appears to have suffered immediate "buyer's remorse" (or perhaps was dizzy from loss of blood--the jagged bits of broken window proved merciless), because he promptly left all seven in shrubbery close to the Museum.

Northern Territory Police quickly recovered the paintings, valued at $500K (AU) but priceless in reality. Curators confirmed any damage was minimal, though art lovers everywhere should be very, very grateful that nothing got wet during what is the rainy season. As for the alleged B&E man, he was nabbed (still bleeding) while sleeping off a bender in a Darwin bus stop. All's well that ends well? Perhaps.

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