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rfmcdonaldI saw the Revolver Gallery's touring exhibition of Andy Warhol works at 77 Bloor Street West before I read the Torontoist article on the exhibition.
Warhol has appeared here before. Last year, I shared a 1983 picture of Wayne Gretzky hanging at Queen's Park and reported on the discovery of vintage Andy Warhol computer art dating from the Amiga era. In 2009, I shared a photo of Andy Poolhall, an evocatively-named joint on College Street. Most amusingly, in 2012 when I was patrolling Union Square in New York City I came across his chrome-plated statues. Why not see this exhibition?
I and my companion opted for the $10 ticket, not the #30 package that included free re-entries, free lectures, and even a T-shirt. I'd recommend the $10 ticket myself unless you're a very big Warhol fan.
Shortly before the opening of Andy Warhol Revisited, a travelling exhibition of Warhol prints and paintings, we asked curator Ron Rivlin what the Marilyns mean to him. “I like the Marilyns because they’re so iconic,” he says. “People interpret art in their own way, just like music—some people like his art, some people don’t. For me, I love the fact that at first glance, I get it. It’s easy to digest. I’m not a fan of abstract art, really. With abstract art, it all comes down to the colour composition.”
Big colours and big canvases are what you’ll see at Andy Warhol Revisited, which brings together more than 120 pieces from Rivlin’s and other’s collections. Organized by Rivlin’s L.A.-based, Warhol-centric Revolver Art Gallery, the exhibition features work from across Warhol’s career (some soup cans, some Brillo boxes, even an abstract piece), but is strongest with its representation of the ’70s and ’80s. In these decades after the initial pop art explosion, Warhol redefined himself as a high-priced commercial artist (a room of “Socialite” portraits showcases some of the big, colourful silkscreens of the rich and famous he pumped out on commission) before returning to his pet preoccupations (his 1981 “Myths” series features Mickey House, Howdy Doody, and the Wicked Witch).
Warhol has appeared here before. Last year, I shared a 1983 picture of Wayne Gretzky hanging at Queen's Park and reported on the discovery of vintage Andy Warhol computer art dating from the Amiga era. In 2009, I shared a photo of Andy Poolhall, an evocatively-named joint on College Street. Most amusingly, in 2012 when I was patrolling Union Square in New York City I came across his chrome-plated statues. Why not see this exhibition?
I and my companion opted for the $10 ticket, not the #30 package that included free re-entries, free lectures, and even a T-shirt. I'd recommend the $10 ticket myself unless you're a very big Warhol fan.
