PRINT July 1963

Three San Francisco Artists: Victor Moscoso

VICTOR MOSCOSO, A NATIVE GALICAN, emigrated as a child to the United States during the Spanish Civil War. What he brought with him is poignantly evident twenty-five years later. Moscoso’s intensely felt pre­occupation with the ravaged human animal restates the case Velasquez and Goya began generations past. But his art is of this century: the close-ups of two heads arbitrarily cropped like a movie still, the bashed and inward gazing face that might belong to some unknown pugilist driven mad by three hundred professional fights. They speak to us now, about people, in the most negotiable currency on earth––an image. Moscoso’s unbelievably muddied color, taken hue by hue, would be scraped off the palette of most painters and discarded as unusable. His predilection for such tasty combinations as raw sienna adulterated with green, orange, white and then thinned with turpentine until the final color hasn’t got a fighting chance amounts to an obsession which, miraculously, works in the finished picture. His virtuoso ability to draw with a loaded paint brush is the greatest unifying stylistic factor in his work. Maturing as an artist, the painterly skill he now possesses can lead anywhere––true greatness not excepted.

––James Monte