Robert Berlind/Alex Katz: Recent Paintings
An encroaching autumnal atmosphere has seeped into the streets and buildings of New York, and stayed.
Border Crossings, February 2002
Nature has done its best to compensate for New York’s lingering mood of desolation. The weather has been, since summer came to a close, one of the city’s few comforts. Everyone remembers the painful clarity of those cobalt September skies, the particular tenderness of the sunlight on the river, the incongruous, cruel purity of it all. Since then, an encroaching autumnal atmosphere, in climate but also in tone, has seeped into the streets and buildings, and stayed. Resisting the finality of winter, the city finds itself instead within a long tenuous process of disengagement.
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