Jon Reuschel

  • Arshile Gorky

    This is the Hans Burkhardt collection of approximately seventy-five items, covering the years 1927–1937, during which Gorky journeyed toward himself by way of Cézanne and the Paris Masters. Later he proceeded to absolute uniqueness, untimely death, and canonization. His biography has caused a ton of fat to be chewed in the journals and has cut too much into the looking time. There is a lot to see in this show; Gorky’s derivations have a yeast of their own. Although he often placed his mind for a while in another painter’s keeping, his hands were intensely and powerfully his own. This shows up

  • Inaugural Group Exhibition

    The Jefferson is La Jolla’s newest private gallery. It is large, well-lit, sumptuous, and, from the look of the opening show, conservative. There are six artists represented, four painters and two sculptors. Of the painters, Paul Wonner and William Brown have taken their stand with the neofigurative school and with steady hands and clear eyes fight a sort of rear-guard action against adventure. Charles Sorel’s views and scenes are presented with the relaxation of a pensioner. Ethel Greene, a romantic non-objectivist, is the best of the four. The two sculptors aren’t up to much. Neither of them