Last Saturday I saw the Giacometti exhibit at the Guggenheim Museum. I like going to lifetime retrospectives in part because it is an opportunity to see how artists evolve.
Early Giacometti was very derivative of the surrealists. And then he created his own very unique way of capturing people. What struck me most was how small details--a smudge on a face, a dab of color on an otherwise grey form--gave such a sense of life to his sculptures.
In a video at the end of the exhibit, he described the painstaking effort of trying to capture what couldn't be captured.
He was never satisfied with his art. But he never stopped working.
