Rauschenberg's art filled with 60s' fire, ice!

Robert Rauschenberg is a remarkable artist that I have rediscovered all over again. He is linked into the bizarre mechanism that was the 1960s experience. If you study the complexity of Rauschenberg's art you find evidence of a tremendously educated man, indeed a person who was able to ride the cultural wave and dig deep into displaying the wild nuances that were an integral part of the 60s experience. Perhaps a key in Robert Rauschenberg's arcane thinking was the fact he somehow drew a different batch of art enthusiasts into the coterie of his followers. He had a vivid palette of all kinds of clever people who got in on the ground floor with the wise Mr.R. Socialites, unionists, groupies...yes many sorts of souls learned to enjoy the feisty art of Robert Rauschenberg. In many ways he and another chic man, the famed Andy Warhol were able to bring on a dramatic and fresh futuristic, neo-modernism that engulfs the viewer sort of sending the art person off into a new sphere sort of tricky, glorious territory out way past the crafty and also enchanting arena of one Salvador Dali. Some pseudo-folks figured out the travail of Rauschenberg was the fact the man had too much popular success. That must have been a bitter pill. It is so odd that the nihilist pseudo-intellectuals among us always have to put down a great artist with vivid vision. Why can't these grand souls have the Holy Grail, in other words popular success. I feel that the exciting aspect of Robert Rauschenberg's achievement is the fact he was able to move unafraid on past the people of the forties and fifties. He set up a new art mechanism for the brain that because of its brash cleverness is a superlative achievement, indeed. Rauschenberg and Warhol gave us new art vistas that literally hum with new philosophical chords that are tremendously exciting in their own way.