THE
BANGOR DAILY NEWS, July 31, 1998 : Rockwell
Kent's Forgotten Landscapes, a coffee-table book released
last month by Down East Books in Camden, is a major accomplishment.
Although the book came out in July, its story begins more than 40 years
ago at the height of McCarthyism and the threat of un-American
activities. Kent was, indeed, one of the great
« un-American » artists who
appeared before Sen. Joseph McCarthy in 1953 on the charge of Communism
and was consequently shunned by American museums and art dealers.
In the late 1950s, a
collection of his works had been enthusiastically received in the
Soviet Union. So, when it came time to bequeath
« The Great Kent Collection »
— as he called it — Kent favored
the Soviets. He admired their policy on state-supported arts and felt
that the 86 paintings and hundreds of drawings in the collection would
be better placed in such an atmosphere. Furthermore, his insistent
political goal for art would be met : In the hands of the
Soviets, the largest number of people would benefit from the collection.
Plus — and
this is key to understanding Kent's tempestuous
moves — he felt underappreciated by his own country,
and giving his work to the Reds was the ultimate celebration of and
insult to his American rights.
What Kent couldn't have
anticipated was perestroika, which dispersed the collection among the
new states of Eastern Europe, including museums in Moscow, St.
Petersburg, Kiev, Odessa and Dilijan (Armenia). Forgotten
Landscapes reunites the works in that collection and
reproduces them in 50 color and 30 black-and-white plates.
Scott Ferris is a Kent
scholar, and Ellen Pearce is Kent's granddaughter. To have accomplished
this feat, they are also detectives of a sort. Their essays bring into
focus both Kent's place in art history and the rambling life he led.
Ferris draws attention to Kent's life as an artist in Maine, the
Adirondacks, Newfoundland, Alaska,
Tierra del Fuego, France, Ireland and Greenland. Pearce gives a dense
political history interspersed with details from Kent's personal life.
There is always a sense that both Ferris and Pearce are passionately
championing Kent, as if his own personal desire and battle for praise
has been taken up by this present-day duo. In truth, no one is likely
to argue that Rockwell Kent is an esteemed American artist,
controversial though he was for his politics, philandering and
impulsive behavior. But many might bristle at the notion that Kent is
as remarkable as Winslow Homer, Edward Hopper or Robert Henri. Notably,
Kent was Henri's student and came to Maine on his teacher's advice.
Henri supposedly said: « You know, Kent, there's a
place in Maine where I think you'd like to paint. It's a small island
quite a way out at sea : Monhegan
Island ». So, it comes as no small
surprise when Pearce quotes her grandfather as saying:
« It was I — a Maine resident
winter and summer for many, many years — who
established Monhegan as an important art community ».
Yet after reading about Kent's
life, about his resistance to family and marital responsibilities,
about his petty arguments and an overindulgence of ego, one comes to
expect such inaccuracies out of the man. All in the name of art,
naturally.
You
should come away appreciating the art of Kent and the hard work of both
the editors for this momentous book. But don't feel obliged after
reading this heady and sometimes maddening info to come away with a
clear-cut feeling about the man himself.
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