Wherever Picasso is exhibited, discussed, or just mentioned, Gertrude Stein is never far behind. There always seems to be a reference, an aside, a link to Cousin Gertrude. Quite a woman.
There is a new exhibit, at the NY MOMA, of Picasso “Guitars” reviewed in a NYT article:
“And in a particularly snazzy collage called “Guitar,” dated March 31, 1913, there’s no paint at all. Pictorial realism, with its artificial mirroring of nature, is absent. What’s left is Cubist realness: stuff glued to other funky stuff. There’s a ghost of the shape of a guitar in there somewhere, all cut up, but no volume, no depth, no effort to refer to any outside reality for validation.
In pieces like this Picasso seems to favor intriguing shapes over cohesive forms, the way his friend Gertrude Stein privileged sound over sense in “Tender Buttons,” which was written the year before this collage was made.