A series of academic essays relating to Cornell's life and vision written at the time of a retrospective at the Museum of Modern Art, New York, 1980. Think of what Buddhists call the Mystic Law - the unexplainable - what can't be put into words, here it's done with intellect and passion, beginning with an introductory essay by Kynaston McShine, followed by Dawn Ades, Carter Ratcliff, P. Adams Sitney and Lynda Roscoe Hartigan.
Ades focuses on threads found in his notes and diaries, exhibitions he attended and participated in, colleagues and friends he met at Julien Levy and Egan galleries, his work at Dance Index and connections with Marcel Duchamp, Max Ernst, French writers, his fascination with victorian toys and how, in her view with which I agree, his works are cohesive rather than fragmented as many Surrealist's works are.
Ratcliff looks to trompe l'oeil still life painting by William Harnett, Edward A. Goodes, Charles Bird King; architecture, 18th C engravings (esp. Piranesi, Hogarth, Zoffany); Cornell's connection with Emily Dickenson; cabinetry; and the mechanical aspect of his work with this amusing insight:
"Cornell transformed his workshop into an enchanted assembly line. Turning out box after box each a slight variation on one of a few basic models. Cornell shows something in common with Henry Ford."
P. Adams Sitney studies Cornell's work in film so vividly I both longed to see the films and felt I had already seen them in my mind's eye. It's a great resource for the collage films he made, works he directed and others he edited. Cornell had many screenings at his home and travelled with his records and projector to give screenings at other venues.
The book concludes with Hartigan's final essay on Cornell's life, a loving and thoughtful biography of his early years in Nyack and Andover, working in Manhattan and developing relationship with the art world, religious inspiration, home life, friendships, humor and desire to leave a legacy.
A very early catalogue (?) of Cornell's work. First of all he's a genius. Is there any doubt about this fact? And it's a fact! The way he filters the outside culture into his own world sort of reminds me of Morrissey. I know a strange connection, but think about it. Really think about it!