Desk calendar 1962

This is Roy Lichtenstein's Desk Calendar at MOCA made without a known date. Just imagine Lichtenstein, deeply immersed in the minutiae of daily life and, as usual, blowing it up to a massive scale. This piece feels incredibly personal, like a window into the artist's routine. But it also feels impersonal, with its mechanical reproduction of something inherently hand-written and day-to-day. I wonder, what was Lichtenstein thinking when he recreated this seemingly mundane object, turning it into something monumental? The black and white contrasts emphasize the graphic nature of the image. It's like a conversation with Pop Art contemporaries like Warhol, where the everyday is transformed into the iconic. He's not just showing us a calendar; he's making us think about time, work, and the way we organize our lives. It's the conversation all us artists keep having – what is art, what is life, and how do they blur together?