L.A. Artist Ed Ruscha in the New Yorker

A recent Calvin Tomkins piece, the 87 year-old art critic still going strong ...

As is his way, Tomkins humanizes artists who've reached their prime late for those of us on the periphery of the art world.

Quote from the article:

"Ed (Ruscha) never seems to be speaking to grownups. He's so unpretentious, so un-condescending. He actually does deal with great themes, but in an irreverent way."

Of interesting note, Ruscha's "Twentysix Gasoline Stations" on Route 66 back and forth from his native Oklahoma, which was rejected as a self-sent "huh?" art book by the Library of Congress, but has since become a collector's item.