
John Hultberg
Until very recently it was possible to view the paintings of John Hultberg with the distinct hope that he would never tire of depicting the dream-like ice-floes agitated by jams which erupt jagged flat planes into glowering skies. At least until we had tired of them, which at the time seemed unlikely. A change has taken place, and in view of former adulation of the artist’s vision, it is difficult not to be bitter and a little belligerent at his indifference. This is not to say, however, that the change is not for the better; it is merely that it took place before satiation had set in.
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