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I do wander into the Portrait Gallery every now and then and just see what's new and see a few old favourites, so I would have come across this piece in time anyway, but I did make a special effort to go see the new Beckham "portrait" because of the publicity. So the fact that it was art involving Beckham was already the most important aspect of the work, for me.
And it's in the National Portrait Gallery where the one guaranteed thing is that the model will be someone of some celebrity and the art is likely to be figurative. A lot of the work in there has little to redeem it but for its legendary subject.
Increasingly, new portraits are braver in the way they represent the sitter, and there is a lot of stuff in there now that deserves a place on grounds of intrinsic artistic worth, rather than for its celebrity subject.
The artist might be as celebrated as the subject and maybe that means the celebrity of the sitter becomes less an issue. There was an interesting Lucian Freud painting on display, for instance, of David Hockney. Their respective reputations informed any reading of the painting, even for a comparative aesthetic thicko like me.
I think the celebrity of the subject can cause some crap to be painted or made but all the great painters have had rich patrons and many of their greatest works have been of contemporary "celebrities" without any diminution of their powers as painters, imho.
So, back to Beckham. It's a while since I've seen it but there was a Warhol film, one of his first, comprising six or seven hours of a man sleeping. Called "Sleep" iirc and the subject was John Giorno, a stockbroker turned boho whom Warhol was in lust with.
I liked Sam Taylor Wood's piece much better. It's shorter, sharper and altogether more technically competent work. But all of that is, I suspect, besides the point. I think those of use who have strong reactions to the Beckham image, the contemporary icon, take that to the portrait and STW has cleverly given us a sleeping icon to read as we will.
Had he been engaging in any activity, it would have begun to govern our interaction with the image, I think. Show him kicking a ball about and I'd have lost interest. Show him eating tapas and wooing his PA and I'd be moderately interested. Show him on the catwalk and I've have thought "like the clothes".
I think STW has cleverly captured some of the mythic and the sexualised (and the infantile too, that you mentioned Tom) aspects of the Beckham image with her choices.
I think it's an interesting bit of art, shaking hands with the Zeitgeist, which is appropriate for the NPG. I need to drag Ganesh along so I can see if it has any merit for those who didn't already think about him entirely too much. |
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