Those painters practice, however, a kind of juicy bombast (with Mr. Kiefer, more a charred bloviating), while Mr. Penck reduces his ingredients to thickened stick figures on lick - and - a-promise backgrounds, with titles no more
enigmatic than newspaper photo captions.
«The work is like reading very rich, very enjoyable, very elusive, quite
enigmatic poetry - rather
than a very clear report on what happened in a
newspaper.