The show was mostly prints; etchings, lithographs, and a few lino prints. There were some paintings and some sculptures, including a mock up for the Daley Center Plaza piece, which I liked a lot better than the actual sculpture.
It was organized chronologically. One thing that I noticed was how cubism was bursting at the seams before it happened.
But the real story were the prints.
I didn't see a mark, or an area of tint that seemed contrived, let alone labored. Everything seemed offhand, casual, yet nothing missed its target; its mark. Picasso had a graphic language exemplar; a mark for every occasion, regardless of the subject or the medium.
It's interesting; I attempted to take a picture of that famous etching of the little girl holding a candle to the Minotaur and a man escaping up a ladder. My camera has auto focus. It tried to focus on multiple parts of the picture but never achieved clarity. Was the camera confused by the flattened space? More likely it was operator error.
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