Tuesday, April 16, 2013

FLANAGAN'S FAWN


by Marie Via


FAWN


One of the easily overlooked treasures of the Gallery's collection is John B. Flanagan’s (1895-1942) small granite Fawn (74.2) nestled among the ferns in the Sculpture Pavilion.  Its rough surface and compressed fetal form give the impression of an animal emerging from some secret place within the rock, rather than being carved from it.  Indeed, the artist spent long hours combing the fields near Woodstock, NY for stones that approximated the shape of the figure he had in mind, which he then "released" from the rock through subtle shaping.

Animals were Flanagan’s favorite subjects, and he preferred the stubbornness of stone to the "deadly facility" of wood.  His works are best understood when seen from all points of view; their rounded shapes curve back upon themselves to express the artist's fascination with the circle, an ancient symbol of eternity.

Flanagan’s brief life was marked by hardship. His father died in 1990, when Flanagan was five, forcing his poverty- stricken mother to place the boy in an orphanage for a number of years. At 19 he enrolled at the Minneapolis Institute of Arts and held down three jobs to support himself, his mother, and his brother.  He moved to New York, and after months of sleeping in the subway was rescued by the generosity of painter Arthur B. Davies, who gave him a job and helped him secure gallery representation.

The artist's existence became devoted almost solely to freeing "the image in the rock."  This absorption led to a nervous breakdown in 1934, after which he was confined to a sanitarium for seven months and not allowed to work.  He sculpted madly upon his release, drinking heavily to obliterate exhaustion.  A few years later, he was the victim of a hit-and-run accident; a series of brain surgeries could not fully restore his powers of coordination, speech, and balance.  Suffering a deep despair over his inability to work, Flanagan committed suicide in 1942, just six months before his scheduled retrospective at the Bucholz Gallery in New York.
 

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