The key to the work of men such as these becomes, then, if not the finished painting, at least the ultimate painting; the alchemist wins that name only when he has found his philosopher's stone, and not from the decay of life that had to precede it - which the idiots will certainly pounce on, thinking they have finally found the weak spot they need to blackmail into conformity someone whose very existence is a challenge to the
apparent presence and not less apparent necessity of their vast herd. Art and universal suffrage are at opposite poles.
From A New Beyond by Michel Tapie, 1952. Trans: Jerrold Lanes from Arts Yearbook 3, ed Hilton Kramer (New York: Art Digest, 1959)
Paris Post War: Art and Existentialism 1945-55 at the Tate Gallery until 5 September.
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