Friday, July 20, 2012


In the Munich Kunstareal, on the other corner of the block with Pinakothek der Moderne is the Brandhorst Museum. The Brandhorsts had amassed a vast collection of edgy contemporary paintings, sculpture and installations and the story goes they offered it to whichever city could/would build a museum for it. Munich got it together. As it does.

Inside a eye-catching modest sized 2009 building of blocks of vertical strips whose colours wax and wane with lighting and aspect, are yet more glorious exhibition spaces over three floors gently connected by soft gliding stairs all beautifully finished in soft inviting curved timbers.

All you need to know is here.

Significant in impacting on me:

Andy Warhols, including his one massive wall (monochrome faces of Christ) from his Last Supper series, and his last supper too;

Damien Hirst with a giant installation of meticulously placed pills, reduced to lolly like insignificance on rows, and rows, and rows, of chrome shelving, exploring the doomed quest for survival;

Cy Twombly, best known for not being known, with explosive violent abstractions on war and the sea; huge sensual erotic rose swirls in staged pubescence;

Eric Fischl exploring the pyschosexual tensions in domesticity ....

This is a rich city this Munich.

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