We have all known what an unrepentant chauvinist prick Picasso was for his entire life, but only recently did I come around to reading Françoise Gilot's Life with Picasso and the full force of his asshatted fuckheadery struck my full attented awareness.
In each episode that revealed his insecure man-baby character, I became acutely aware of the parallel with our current situation with the man-baby currently occupying the White House. In a way we now, on a near global scale, are positioned in the role of Françoise Gilot.
In his Red Hand File #313 Nick Cave reflects on the question of separating the consideration of an artist with clearly objectionable and offensive characteristics from their art, with a focus on his fondness for the work of Kanye West. Cave considers the notion that such a separation can exist is absurd. It may well the the very asshole-ness of an artist that made them capable of creating the work that you find so moving.
Françoise Gilot's youthful indiscretion will, for me, be forever known at Prickasshole. And though, he was able to create many groundbreaking and moving works, he was fundamentally trapped, perhaps by the most objectionable qualities of his personality under a ceiling clouded by the inventiveness of his youth. It may well be his behavior was rooted in the same source that prevented him from going beyond 70 years of solipsistic pastiche. It's very much an individual place to decide whether is possible to love the work but hate the maker. I may fall on either side of the equation depending on the situation. Did Carl Andre kill Ana Mendieta? Should he have faced punishment for that? Yes, I think he did, and he should have. Do I reject his work because its relationship to him? I don't. Have I stopped appreciating the work of Frank Stella who paid Andre's bail, or any of the other artists who likely used their power to circle the wagons to protect one of their own and denigrate the female victim and her supporters? No. I can object to them personally, and particularly their roles in shaping a world that secured their place while excluding worthy outsiders who were "other."
I think work can exist and have relevance even when the maker is rightfully rejected. I also think that the needed work of correcting the record and re-balance the field to give due to the worthy other that was excluded is happening - but not without intention and vigilance.
The great news for us is that Françoise Gilot did kick her gremlin to the curve and had a whole other life beyond that one, reputation making, as it was, bump in the road. And so can we.