{"id":245839,"date":"2026-06-12T11:39:19","date_gmt":"2026-06-12T11:39:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/entertainment.runfyers.com\/index.php\/2026\/06\/12\/david-hockney-art-icon-dies-at-88\/"},"modified":"2026-06-12T11:39:19","modified_gmt":"2026-06-12T11:39:19","slug":"david-hockney-art-icon-dies-at-88","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/entertainment.runfyers.com\/index.php\/2026\/06\/12\/david-hockney-art-icon-dies-at-88\/","title":{"rendered":"David Hockney, Art Icon, Dies at 88"},"content":{"rendered":"


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David Hockney\u2019s canary yellow hair went white years ago, his hearing was failing for decades, and he suffered a stroke in 2012. But the man considered by many to be the world\u2019s greatest living painter had, year after year, decade after decade, steadfastly remained his boyish, familiar self: gabby, opinionated, workaholic, mischievous, chain-smoking, ever the bespectacled dandy surrounded by a reliable retinue of friends. It was as if Hockney transcended time. He was, after all, one of the few artists\u2014along with Picasso, Dal\u00ed, Warhol, and Kahlo\u2014who could be said to be iconic in the real, literal sense: instantly recognizable, indelibly familiar, culturally omnipresent. Hockney, put plainly, was the most famous artist in the world. He had been in the public eye for so long, and held dear by so many, that the announcement of his death<\/a>, at the age of 88, not only triggers something of a global shock but also marks a turning point in the history of art. His is the most impactful passing of an artist since Warhol<\/a>\u2019s in 1987. A cause of death was not immediately available.<\/p>\n

With his statement eyewear and bleach-blond hair, not to mention his penchant for rainbow-hued raiment (rugby shirts, cardigans, floppy caps, polka-dotted ties, flowing suits, checkered sport coats), Hockney was as conspicuous as a pop star. His paintings, drawings, etchings, photographic collages, sets for opera and theatre, and iPhone\/iPad works<\/a> took up residence in just about every museum on Earth and were the focus of boffo retrospectives and extravaganzas, including jam-packed exhibitions at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, in New York, in 2017, and at the Fondation Louis Vuitton<\/a>, in Paris, in 2025, the largest show of his seven-plus-decade career, a victory lap.<\/p>\n

In November of 2018, Hockney\u2019s Portrait of an Artist (Pool with Two Figures)<\/em>, a dazzling seven-by-ten-foot, acrylic-on-canvas painting from 1972, set the all-time auction record for a living artist when it was hammered down at Christie\u2019s for $90.3 million. (It was later eclipsed by Jeff Koons<\/strong><\/a>\u2019s Rabbit<\/em>.) Hockney once said, \u201cThe price of art is nothing to do with works of art really. It\u2019s just a little game that keeps people amused.\u201d<\/p>\n

David Hockney was born on July 9, 1937, in the West Yorkshire city of Bradford, a half hour west of Leeds. Someone once likened his signature Yorkshire accent, which he retained all his life, to lumpy custard. The Hockneys of Bradford were a Northern working-class family with a progressive, eccentric bent. The artist\u2019s father, Kenneth, was a conscientious objector in the Second World War; his mother, Laura, was a strict vegetarian. The title of his brother John\u2019s memoir, The Hockneys: Never Worry What the Neighbours Think<\/em>, captured the household bent. Another brother, Paul, grew up to become Bradford\u2019s Lord Mayor as well as the artist\u2019s accountant. David had a particularly tight bond with his sister, Margaret, a nurse. She would inspire Hockney, in the final decades of his life, to take up the iPhone as an artistic implement, leading to the artist\u2019s prolific, late-career exploration of picture-making\u2014in particular, landscapes\u2014in the digital realm.<\/p>\n

The young David displayed hypergraphic tendencies\u2014the compulsive need to make a mark, to depict<\/em>. Paper was scarce during the war, so the boy would roust himself out of bed early and intercept the delivery of newspapers and magazines, going at their blank margins with his pencil, drawing figures, cartoons, landscapes, whatever struck his fancy. Soon enough, he took up painting. \u201cI used to paint just around where I lived,\u201d Hockney recalled of his boyhood. \u201cEventually, I got a pram and put the paints in it, and I\u2019d wheel it out.\u201d In 1953, Hockney entered the Bradford School of Art; he loved it so much he would spend 12 hours a day there. At 17, he sold his first work, an oil painting of his father, for ten pounds. Hockney\u2019s parents and siblings remained lifelong, recurring subjects.<\/p>\n

After a two-year National Service stint as a hospital orderly (thanks to his own conscientious-objector status), Hockney landed at the Royal College of Art, in London, in the fall of 1959. With the turning of the decade, British postwar art was tipping into a vivid new era, one that included the likes of R.B. Kitaj and Derek Boshier (both friends of Hockney\u2019s at RCA), along with Peter Blake, Bridget Riley,<\/strong> and Pauline Boty. Kitaj and Hockney were especially close, with the older, American Kitaj, acting as something of a mentor. Amid all of the young, attention-grabbing prodigies at the Royal College, Hockney\u2019s technical prowess\u2014a dimension of his art that would be noted throughout his career\u2014made him stand out. Kitaj said that his friend made \u201cthe most beautiful drawing I had ever seen at an art school.\u201d It depicted a human skeleton.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n


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