All roads lead to Grace Jones': visual artists on the music that fires them up in the studio
Briefly

All roads lead to Grace Jones': visual artists on the music that fires them up in the studio
"From Johannes Vermeer's music lesson to Piet Mondrian's tribute to boogie-woogie, with its small bars of colour flitting across the canvas to a radical new rhythm, art and music have made natural bedfellows. Now Peter Doig is celebrating his love of music with an exhibition at the Serpentine in London that pairs recent paintings with his favourite records played through an extraordinary sound system."
"There was a lot of music in my house growing up. It's only recently I've come to appreciate the richness of it. My family is from Ghana so there was a lot of highlife, afrobeat, African gospel now I think it's amazing, but back then it was just my parents' music. One of my uncles lived with us for a little while. He used to play a lot of Grace Jones, and I grew up with the Island Life album,"
"I remember walking to school in Iceland in winter as a teenager listening to the Cure on my Walkman. Plainsong, the first song off their album Disintegration, goes: It's so cold, it's like the cold if you were dead. That was always fun when it was freezing and I was trying to dress swanky for school, listening to the Cure pumping gorgeous melancholia into me. My studio by the harbour in Reykjavik is kind of a hangout for musicians."
Peter Doig stages an exhibition at the Serpentine pairing recent paintings with his favourite records played through an extraordinary sound system. Harold Offeh describes a childhood filled with highlife, afrobeat and African gospel, and cites Grace Jones and the Island Life album as a starting point for his Covers series; he names Stevie Wonder's Songs in the Key of Life as a perpetual favourite. Ragnar Kjartansson recalls walking to school in Iceland listening to the Cure, and describes a Reykjavik studio that doubles as a musicians' hangout where Bach sometimes plays while he paints. Several artists say their lives are drenched in music.
Read at www.theguardian.com
Unable to calculate read time
[
|
]