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REVIEWS AND PREVIEWS: NEW NAMES THIS MONTH
Peter Saul
Jack Kroll
Peter Saul [Frumkin; Jan. 8-Feb. 3] is a young Chicagoan who has picked up on the "astonished Muse" of kitschy-kulchy, like Claes Oldenburg and others. These artists are inspired by the adhesive regressions of comic-strip art and its polymorphous-perverse mythography, the groinless potency of Superman, the iconological Sargasso Sea of Smoky Stover, the idiot schemas of upholstery and showerstall ads. Their Lascaux is the primordial mesa of Covina County and their apocalypse is a Katzenjammerung of stuffed toilets, choked garbage disposal units and bayonetted boxes of Kleenex. Saul paints the Obstructed Universe of consumption of culture, using color like a Matisse lobotomized by Dr. Mabuse and worrying the swill of his imagery with a good deal of young but promisingly malleable voracity. His Master Room is awash with cuspidorsfull of chazerei, from the lorn wraith of a coke bottle to a bathtub defiled with a swastika and a stymied game of tic-tac-toe, all captained by an Ionesco chair emptied of its hide-a-bed husband. Prices unquoted.
Art News, January 1962: 19
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