- Keith Haring
- Altarpiece: The Life of Christ
- cast with the artist's signature and date 90 on the left panel; stamped with the number 7/9 on the left panel
- bronze with white gold leaf patina
New York, Cathedral of St. John the Divine, St. Savior Chapel, Extended Loan (another example exhibited)
San Francisco, Grace Cathedral, AIDS Interfaith Memorial Chapel, Extended Loan (another example exhibited)
Eger, Hungary, Kepes Institute, March - June 2013
Trays were made for the panels and tables. I also had a last-minute inspiration and had special trays made in the shape of a Russian icon, an altar piece, a large version of a miniature icon I saw in a shop in Geneva. All the trays were then laid out in a quiet, womblike room in the Dakota. Trays were filled with fresh clay. Keith arrived. He snapped a tape into the ghetto blaster, turned up the music, sipped a Coke and set to work.
Instead of a brush, for the first time, he used a loop knife. He handled the knife freely and spontaneously like he wielded his brushes. As he worked, he became more and more excited. He said that he couldn't believe it had taken him so long to discover this kind of sculpture. He made no preliminary drawings except for a quick sketch of the dancer on the third panel, which he made on a two-by-four piece of wood. Yet he was completely sanguine as he cut into the clay. The images came directly from his head. He placed the knife in the clay and carved a continuous running line, a quarter-of-an-inch deep groove, which wound like a swollen stream during the spring thaw. He never stopped to rethink the line; he never edited himself and never made corrections. The lines he carved in the clay were seamless, flawless.
Keith finished the panels and then, for the first time, saw the three altar piece sections. He stared at them and was silent. Then he set to work. He cut into the clay and began to carve freeflowing lines. The images that emerged were unlike the others. They were religious: an inspiration of the life of Christ; a baby held by a pair of hands; hands ascending toward heaven; Christ on the cross. On one side panel he depicted the resurrection. On the other, a fallen angel. When Keith finished, as he stepped back and gazed at this work, he said, 'Man, this is really heavy.'
When he stopped, he was exhausted, and it was the first time I realized how frail he had become. He was completely out of breath. He said, 'When I'm working, I'm fine, but as soon as I stop, it hits me . . . '
The altar was Keith's final piece of work."