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The New Yorker

"Peter Saul: Crime and Punishment"

March 9, 2020

The New Yorker

"Peter Saul: Crime and Punishment" 
New Museum
By Peter Schjeldahl

The timeliest as well as the rudest paint­ing show of this winter happens to be the first-ever New York museum survey of this American aesthetic rapscallion. Recogni­tion so delayed bemuses almost as much as a reminder of the artist's current age: eighty-five, which seems impossible. Saul's cartoony style-raucously grotesque, often with contorted figures engaged in (and quite enjoying) intricate violence, caricatures of politicians from Nixon to Trump that come off as much fond as fierce, and cheeky travesties of classic paintings by Rembrandt, Picasso, and de Kooning-suggests the gall of an adolescent allowed to run amok. It takes time to become aware of how well Saul paints, with lyrically kinetic, intertwined forms and an improbable approximation of chiaroscuro, managed with neon-toned Day­Glo acrylics. He sneaks whispery formal nu­ances into works whose predominant effect may be as subtle as that of a steel garbage can being kicked downstairs. Not everyone takes the time. Saul's effrontery has long driven fastidious souls, including me years ago, from galleries. Now I see him as part of a story of art and culture that has been unspooling since the nineteen-fifties; one in which Saul, formerly a pariah, seems ever more a paladin. —Peter Schjeldahl (Through May 31.) 

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