• Robert Irwin (1928–2023) RIP

    As many of you will have by now heard, the artist Robert Irwin, my dear longtime friend (coming on almost fifty years now) and in many ways my originary subject (the principal, for starters, of my very first book, Seeing is Forgetting the Name of the Thing One Sees, from back in 1980, with a second edition in 2007) died peacefully last Wednesday, at age 95, his wife Adele at his side, following a short illness. I’d visited with him myself the week before at his hospital bedside in La Jolla, where he drifted in and out of copresence, though at moments he grew piercingly, almost achingly himself.

    An Article by Lawrence Weschler lawrenceweschler.substack.com
    Robert Irwin (1928–2023) RIP Lawrence Weschler

    The wonder is still there

    “I wasn’t going to accept this degree except it occurred to me that unless I did I wasn’t going to be able to say that."

    [Irwin] paused, waiting as the mild laughter eddied. “All I want to say,” he continued, “is that the wonder is still there.” Whereupon he simply walked away.

    An Anecdote by Robert Irwin & Lawrence Weschler