
By Robert Beck
There is a lot to like about elephants. They are pretty much a stand-alone species. We can start with the ears. Evolution took a lot of animals in a binaural direction, but nobody got a pair of head-slappers like the elephant. And they have a trunk—essentially a nose that’s a hand. Wouldn’t that be great? Certainly helpful when you have a couple of bags of groceries in your arms and the door is locked. Tusks are a useful set of kit as well. Elephants are known for being smart and even playful. They’d make great neighbors, especially if you needed to move a bunch of logs or something.
My favorite room in the American Museum of Natural History is the one with the herd of elephants in the middle. I have long wanted to paint in there and asked them how to make it happen, but my request wasn’t well-received, so I took the project into my studio.
That changes the painting. When I work from life, I respond to what’s in front of me, describing how it feels to encounter my subject and be in that spot for hours. In this case, that painting would have reflected the cavernous room and employed visitors for scale. I’m not feeling that environment when I’m not there.
There’s another difference between painting from life and in the studio. On-site, I am locked into the specific reality of my subject, and the rest of the world disappears. But a studio painting, being mostly free of time constraints, is affected by a wide range of outside influences. The subject is the same, but I’m looking through a wider lens, and the world filters in, including how what’s going on out there relates to what I’m doing. In this image, titled Natural History, the elephants move through the picture plane from left edge to right while a visitor sits looking at her phone. I saw the woman doing that when I was there, and it stuck in my head. I might not have included it in the narrative if I worked from life in the museum; she would have been one of many people who came and went. It likely would have been just about the room.
I once did a studio painting called Love’s Notions and Novelties, which many people said reminded them of Hopper’s Nighthawks. Mine was a night cityscape with a turn-of-the-century brick building and a lit store window, and it didn’t look anything like Hopper’s image, yet there was something that took you there. This painting did that association thing to me while I was building it. Hopper’s “New York Movie” kept coming into my mind, although there is no similarity other than two women lost in their thoughts. It shows how wide a light Hopper cast on our culture with paintings that didn’t just show you things but made you feel something as well. Not just about what’s on the canvas but what is inside the viewer. Designed not only to describe but to elicit.
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Lovely painting. My favorite room was The Hall Of Gems. Dark rooms with black fabric covered walls where the gems popped. It was a real escape into another world. Unfortunately, rich benefactors of the museum, redid it and ruined it.
Amazing.
I also love the Great Blue Whale. Even as an adult I like standing under it and getting scared it will fall on me
The first time I took my son to the Museum of Natural History, when he was perhaps four, he spent a long time looking at a life-size statue of a Native American man. He finally turned to me and said “He needs a haircut!”
Another incredible neighborhood image from Robert Beck, this time from memory. I’ve been to the museum numerous times in my half century living on the UWS but there’s no way I could recreate my memories in such a spectacular way. Each painting is a beautiful surprise. Thank you for sharing your special gifts with us.
I assumed he paints from a photo image, not by memory. Only elephants never forget. 😉
Alas, Susan, my memory isn’t that good any more. The elephant part relied on a couple of marginal phone shots. The woman was from memory. It’s Susan, right?
Love this!!!!
I wrote a poem and made a video about Akeley’s Elephants a few years ago. They are special!
https://youtu.be/AOkC7Pw_3Go?si=L-xBDXsnLPWAgCd-