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George McNeil @ Ameringer McEnery Yohe

Installation view

Landscape Motif, 1969, oil on panel, 16 x 29 in.



Landscape, 1969, oil on panel, 16 x 20 in.

Des Moines Landscape, 1969, oil on panel, 16 x 20 in.

Landscape Motif, 1968, 16 x 20 in.



Montparnasse View, 1965, oil on panel, 13 x 16 1/8 in.



From the press release:

George McNeil (1908 - 1995) was a pioneer Abstract Expressionist and had over forty solo exhibitions during his lifetime.
The exhibition is comprised of a group of sixteen works that date from between 1957 and 1969. This period demonstrates an important transitional period for McNeil from his signature multi layered abstractions to a growing interest in figurative associations.


Installation view

Installation view


Game II, 1968, oil on linen, 75 x 60 in.


Nassau, 1961, oil on panel, 48 x 48 in.

Nassau (detail), 1961

Lenox, 1960, oil on canvas, 72 x 66 in.

Asphodel, 1962, oil on linen, 78 x 72 in.

George McNeil
22 November 2011 - 21 January 2012
525 W 22 Street
New York, NY 10011



Comments

Oil Painting said…
Though it is very hard to say more about oil painting but the installation view provided the way to understand this and made more meaningful.
Terry Greene said…
The smaller framed pieces, circa: 65 - 69, look to have real heart and soul, i could enjoy looking at one of those everyday.

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