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Linda on the loose is a monthly blog by our US art critic Linda Yablonsky covering the hottest events and must-see exhibitions in New York and beyond

Anselm Kiefer returns to New York—and brings some heavy reading

Anselm Kiefer (left) and Nicholas Baume with Uraeus (2017-18) Anselm Kiefer. Photo: Nicholas Knight. Courtesy of Gagosian, Public Art Fund, and Tishman Speyer

After a very long wait, May Day brought the sunny warmth of spring to New York, and a daunting public work by Anselm Kiefer to Rockefeller Center. Even in bright sunshine, Uraeus—Kiefer’s first public commission in the US—bore an uncanny resemblance to the butterflied policeman’s body strung up by Hannibal Lecter in the movie, The Silence of the Lambs.

The 30-foot wingspan of a disembodied eagle spreading from either side of an enormous open book suggests as much. Forbidding though it is, the snake coiled around the book’s supporting steel column also makes the work like a physician’s caduceus, a symbol of healing.

“Many readings are possible,” the artist agreed at the opening preview, though his actual inspiration for the sculpture was a passage from Nietsche’s description of Thus Spoke Zarathustra: “This book, with a voice bridging centuries, is not only the highest book there is, the book that is truly characterised by the air of heights—the whole fact of man lies beneath it at a tremendous distance.”

What lies beneath Kiefer’s column is a scatter of more of his leaden books. It was rather astonishing to watch him dance across them for a moment, driving photographers crazy with delight. In 1981, when Marian Goodman gave him his first show in New York, “they hated me in Germany,” the artist told those invited to the work’s unveiling. “I made my career here.” He added: “Books don’t respect borders.”

Gagosian, his gallery now, financed the current exhibition, organised by the Public Art Fund’s director Nicholas Baume. Several years ago, when Baume first approached him, Kiefer was reluctant to accept the commission. “Art needs room for itself,” he said. Public art rarely gets enough of it. But the two found the perfect site—a pier in the Hudson River, opposite the Standard Hotel. Hurricane Sandy killed that idea. Kiefer was visibly pleased with his work’s current placement at Rockefeller Center on Fifth Avenue, however, at the top of the Channel Gardens.

New York skyscrapers have tantalised him since the artist’s first visit to the city in 1971, as a student. “I’ve always been a builder,” he said, recalling that, growing up in a small town in postwar Germany, his only toys were the bricks of houses destroyed by bombs. He also talked about lead, his favorite material, as the basic element of alchemical transformation. “For me, a painting is never finished,” he said. “It changes all the time.” Kind of like the New York skyline—proof that all that glitters is not gold.