Jean-Michel Basquiat, 1960-1988

 

Jean-Michel Basquiat was a African American graffiti artist from New York City.  He was a key figure in the Neo-expressionist movement of the late 20th century and developed a style that grew to largely define urban African Americans during the late 80's and early 90's.  Growing up in a household which bore the burden of nearly all major ills within the African American community, his work largely reflected that experience. A talented artist since childhood, he became a celebrated street artist and soon formal painter as a young man. Basquiat’s prime source of inspiration was the famed medical illustration book, Grey's Anatomy which was given to him as a child during a hospital stay following a car accident. Through reading the book, he became fascinated with human anatomy, most specifically, internal organs, and the head. As a child, pop culture and music were his escape from reality; he copied cartoons found in Mad Magazine and doodled in the style of Alfred Hitchcock. As an angst filled teen, graffiti was an outlet for him, a place to release his anger and speak his voice. In his mind, street art was not something confined to criminals and vandals, as he proved, it is a valid venue for expression and can often beautify and enhance the place at which it exists.

  His artistic roots were in the South Bronx and Harlem, where a colorful new urban musical style was emerging- hip hop. Basquiat and hip-hop were a perfect combination, and soon his success there brought him into the downtown/SOHO gallery world. He was able to toe the line between both the black and white audience, maintaining his street cred while becoming very successful. Basquiat always believed he would be famous. He wanted his art to be important, but achieving celebrity was also a stated goal of his. Basquiat's greatest influence was Andy Warhol, so much so that he modeled his career after Andy's. As he rose to fame in New York, he eventually met Warhol, befriended him, and formed a long lasting artistic partnership. Basquiat even lived (and tragically died) in a New York apartment building owned by Warhol.

  Basquiat’s impact on art and pop culture is not subtle. Like any successful business, Basquiat was responding to the high demand for his work, which allowed him to paint with rapid virtuosity. He loved to paint, but he also loved the fame, and these two loves kept the other burning white hot. In his short lifetime he was able to achieve both critical and commercial success, becoming the biggest celebrity in American Art. In his twenties, a painting of his sold at Christie's for $19,000, he appeared on the cover of The New York Times Magazine, and had gallery shows on 3 continents. His most well known tag, a simple 3 pronged crown, is still seen in graffiti imagery today.  A perfect example of his mainstreaming of street art can be seen in the opening credits of The Cosby Show, which uses Basquiat's unmistakable painting style in a backdrop as well as his signature handwriting. He paved the way for the careers of artists like white street artist Keith Harring, urban underdog painter Justin Bua, and international graffiti phantom, Banksy. His celebrated rise to the top was cut short, much like many of his pop idols, at the cursed age of 27.  Basquiat's life can ironically be described by the exact thing that took it away- a speedball.

  • Jean-Michel Basquiat (b. 1960)
  • Charles I, 1982
  • Acrylic and Crayon on Canvas
  • 198 x 158 cm

  A common theme in the work of painter Jean-Michel Basquiat is abstracting modern social problems, particularly those within the African-American community. One of the worst products of the modern urban condition is gang activity.  Although never associated with a gang, as a poor black child, graffiti artist, and citizen of New York City during the 1970's, Basquiat was no doubt witness to heavy gang activity. Gangs are often a refuge for disadvantaged youth seeking community and purpose. Their basic operation and culture is fairly straightforward and well understood; most gangs are involved in an illegal business of some sort, they have a hierarchical command structure, and control a certain territory. They use symbols, vocabulary, and imagery to identify themselves and communicate. Given that that they are lawbreakers by nature, they do not have police protection of their business. Crimes committed against a gang are thus handled by the gang itself, often violently. Basquiat explores the internal world of gangs in a painting on display at the Bellevue College Gallery Space; Charles I. 

  The piece is in line with the aesthetic of Basquiat; appearing chaotic and spontaneous, with heavy handed presentation of the subject matter. The canvas is divided into three columns, much like territories. Smattered about the canvas are stylized tags, some appearing freshly painted, others painted over existing tags, some even scribbled over, suggestive of the turf wars between gangs. The painting is composed of only 5 basic colors; yellow- the color of the Satan Disciples, blue- the color of the Crips, orange- the color of the Peurto Rican Stones, and black, and white. The upper right hand corner of the painting contains the word “opera,” preceded by what appears to be a one cent coin.  This is likely a reference to the 1928 epic theatre piece The Three Penny Opera, a musical written by Bertolt Brecth and Kurt Weil. The story of the musical focuses on the character Macheath, a criminal who has married a crime boss's daughter and the conflicting connections each of these men have within the local police force. Macheath later became emboldened in a great number of pop and jazz tunes, as Mack the Knife.  The posters for this musical and set design of the original play bare strong resemblance to Basquiat's work, although the comparison has never been formally declared.  Charles I also makes reference to the Cherokee Indian Tribe, a once thriving society, slowly pushed out of their own territory, corrupted by outside forces, their leaders eventually working with the enemy, negotiating for the least awful fate for their people. The downfall of a gang follows a similar arch as that of the Cherokee. Above the word Cherokee, are four feathers, which were used in that tribe to signify many things, including a high ranking person when worn, and unity against an enemy when hung in a doorway. In the upper left hand of the painting is the word “Thor,” a reference to the hammer wielding god of thunder. On his hammer appeared a swastika, perhaps the most easily recognized symbol of the 20th century. Widely used by the Nazis, a political movement born out of struggle that set to take over the world by whatever means necessary. The association between modern gang culture and the Nazis is very clear; here, Basquit uses Thor as that bridge.  Another political allusion is made on what appears to be a tombstone in the top center column; a cross and the dates 1951-1953 are scrawled across a monolith. This is perhaps reference to the 1953 Iranian coup d'état, wherein US and British militaries successfully ousted Mohammad Mosaddegh, the leader of Iran following his 1951 election and subsequent nationalization of the oil industry. In other words, 2 gangs bring down their enemy to keep themselves in control of a market. 

  Assassination is another theme in Charles I, seen not only in the tombstone, but in the gallows, the coffin, and the many crowns. Several halos also appear in the painting, and carry dual meaning. Not only do they atop one's head after death, but they atop a leader's head before death, a target.  A stylized arrow also appears on the painting, suggesting a wandering movement to the top, then an eventual and sudden downfall.  To drive the point home, Basquiat as painted the phrase “most young kings get their heads cut off” in the lower right corner of the painting.  After the loss of a fellow gang member, other members close to the fallen solider often have a tear tattoo'd under an eye- or so the story goes.  A large blue droplet is painted in the left column, likely a reference to this tradition.  The painting even takes it's name from the beheaded British King, whose power grabbing blunders led to two civil wars under his reign- both of which, he lost.  Perhaps the most striking piece of gang reference Basquiat makes is in his use of numbers.  It is well known that gangs use police code in their language, most notable 187- the police code for homicide.  The number 193 is used in Charles I- the police code for involuntary manslaughter, as well as the code for illegal possession of a weapon, 94, is scrawled across the canvas .

  Gangs are obviosly a horrible problem in modern America, and they exist because of flaws in our social structure and greater political system- perhaps why the references in the piece stretch so broadly into politics. Without resorting to open faced criticism, Basquiat simply presents the story of where we are now and how we got here. How we fix it is up to us. 

Seattle Central Library, Rem Koolhaus, 2004

 

The central branch of the Seattle Library serves as a model of the modern civic building- offering a wealth of print and digital material to the public, and doing so with never before seen sensibility and insight. In addition to aptly serving the public, it also functions as an architectural focal point of a highly literate metropolis, while housing an ever-changing institution. The abstract form of the building is stunning- both in how its innovation is realized- and also in how rational it is.

  A library, in terms of the brick and mortar facility and organizational body and itself, will face change constantly.  A library is a very active and demanding building, and while no building is ever truly completed, the rate at which a library changes outpaces most buildings. Library spaces should be flexible, they must be built to accommodate change in order to age successfully. The Seattle Library takes that change into account in its design, and with great results.  Rather than the traditional “stacks,” seen in most libraries; the Central Library is organized around a continuous “spiral” floor system; collections are thus not limited to the linear space on a given floor.  Collections may grow or shrink over time, as their need for shelf space will undoubtedly vary. The book spiral, with its sometimes odd side effects, solves one of the greatest challenges facing this type of building. The storage function of this library was conceived on the axioms of re-organization, adaptability, and expansion; the resulting form is malleable and rational. The outcome is a building that is nearly self-aware.

  But the library is more than just a large spiral full of books. Beneath the spiral on the lower floors are grand public gathering spaces and vaulted rooms. A steady uptake of visitors keeps the many parts in motion, and the very design of the library keeps this movement of people efficient. Sleek neon green escalators carry visitors skyward, adding a loud spike of color into the expanse of whispers and steel. Pieces of art pepper walls and fill bareness, the color red boldly dances alone in a heart shaped chamber. Tunnels and shortcuts though the building’s interior core make navigation though the spiral easier. A glass walled reading room crowns the building on its tenth floor. From an observation point, a feast for the eyes. Through the thick diamond shaped windows, a city makes its grand statement. Skyscrapers encircle the library, the fog of noise rising from streets below is hushed by the thick, cold glass. Blocks down the hill is Elliott Bay, the source of the city’s very life. Through the windows above is the sky. Below you, the sum of all human knowledge. 

  Housed in this library are books.  Housed in the books are ideas and beliefs- a war of words.  And here they sit; side by side, row by row, perfectly organized, and somehow getting along.  All these books and all these recorded ideas add up to a monument of populism- mankind’s greatest gestures are here, waiting to be shared.  If nothing else, the library tries to inject this logic and order into the complex ball of yarn that is our history and knowledge. The best architects and the best buildings cannot solve mankind’s great differences. But as seen at this library, they can at least bring compromise and harmony into a place of chaos.

Entrance, East Entry, 5th Ave.

  Revolving doors are installed on buildings for good reason; they keep the building sealed, prevent fluctuations in air flow, and allow large groups to file in quicker.  However, they often appear next to a swinging door for the handicapped. Therefore a choice is presented to the bipedal crowd, and in spite of all of its energy saving appeal- the swinging door, for whatever reason, seems to get all the action. This entrance to the Seattle Public Library solves that problem with a simple, yet clever, solution.  A symmetrical concave indentation marks the entrance on the exterior, interrupting the porous glass facade. The revolving door lies at the crux of the entry. While solid metallic doors- both CLEARLY marked as handicapped entrances- flank either side of the revolving door and blend into their host walls. The emphasis on the shape draws the eye toward the revolving door, and the body follows.  The handicapped metal doors barely register as doors, so it seems the revolving door is the only choice here.

Major Space, 5th Ave. Plaza

  A huge interior space, broken down into more approachable forms, makes the first impression of the library’s interior. Upon entering the four story vaulted space, you are greeted by a coffee stand, a gift shop, and reference desk. The visitor is given an instant sense of comfort and familiarity- you have been welcomed. Meanwhile, daring features remind the observer that this is a unique place. The plaza is dominated by the building’s spine- a thick monolithic concrete elevator shaft- rising upward in the center of the room, and eventually out of sight. A dazzling grid of soft blue steel skims the entire perimeter of the room, and defines the facade with a glaze of clear windows.  Natural light pours inward. Just as your eye is drawn up toward the mountain of books above, your focus darts to the floor, where jungle pattern rugs expand the limits of this floor’s hard boundary. And everywhere you look; more. More to take in, more to explore, more to learn. But through all of the eye candy, the visitor is faced with a series of pathways in the plaza. This building has something for you to discover, after the successful first impression, it is clear that much more awaits. 

Transitional Space, Escalator no. 5.  5th floor

  On the North wall of the fifth floor’s major public gather space, the “mixing chamber” is an escalator. Escalators seem to be the chosen mode of ascension through the library. Here, the building is doing all the work, and here lies an opportunity to give the rider something to reflect upon. A captive audience is a terrible thing to waste, as a person is bound in a state of linear transition while riding an escalator. These machines of utility arguable make the loudest statement in the building’s interior. While looking up from the base, into the glowing diagonal tunnel, one is forced to consider the elements present in the escalator’s design. The color of the escalator and the walls of the corridor are a dramatic acid green. The smooth plastic surface only reinforces its color, nothing tries to compete with this harsh and intriguing green. The color surrounds you- it’s everywhere, it’s everything. Florescent green is not a color one sees in such saturation very often. While riding the escalator, the time spent with this color affects the mind’s eye in ways we are not accustomed to. For me, an alien spaceship came to mind, as this space seemed so unnatural, too advanced for humans. But this isn’t sci-fi, it’s not even futuristic, it’s here now, we built it and we use it and it works very well. It is evidence of our own advances, our upward progress- a progress which the rider is now sharing the spoils of. The literal and suggestive movement guides the rider, and their imagination, upward. But just as quickly as the moment of inspiration began, the fantasy comes to sudden close. The escalator gently sets you at your destination, fading into the background. By now, the eye is nearly fatigued by the acid green, the oatmeal colored room you now stand in is a welcome respite.