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	<title>Comments on: More on Murray</title>
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	<description>Reflections on art and architecture by TIME critic Richard Lacayo.</description>
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		<title>By: Nilsa Garcia-Rey</title>
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		<description>Elizabeth Murray died two weeks ago and I didn&#039;t hear about it.   She died of lung cancer— a heavy smoker who used oil paints. I was not surprised, since she was diagnosed before her retrospective at MOMA in 2006. Another mentor, big sister artist is gone.  I saw the anger in her work masked by goofy shapes and bright colors. That always bothered me, the cover-up that is, but I see now that it really wasn&#039;t a cover up after all. Those grating colors and broken sharp shapes, a kind of Disney hell, or how to paint contemporary angst without appearing nostalgic. I looked at her work with a mixture of admiration and avoidance because my own painting path was parallel to hers, a path I had discovered on my own. Her name always came up. We were female, modernist abstractionists with shared influences:  Matisse, Phillip Guston, Frank Stella,  grafitti art.  What resulted was the elimination of the rectangle, shaped canvases with curves, but each with our own content and style.  I pay homage to you Elizabeth by continuing to paint.
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