Beleaguered in Bothell – 20 February 2018

Musings in Winter: Albert Camus

“As a remedy to life in society I would suggest the big city. Nowadays, it is the only desert within our means.”

Art for Winter – Part I of III: Arthur Secunda (Mexican, contemporary)

Below – “Etna Volcano”; “Ibis”; “Lipizzaner Stallion”


Worth a Thousand Words: Stoborough Heath National Nature Preserve, Dorset, England. This photograph taken by Mark Bauer won a National Award.

Art for Winter – Part II of III: John Seerey-Lester (British, contemporary)

Below – “Mountain Pass on Horseback”; “Dark Encounter”; “Alpine Glow Arctic Wolf”


Remembering a Great Writer on the Date of His Death: Died 20 February 2005 – Hunter S. Thompson, an American journalist, writer, and author of “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.”

Some quotes from “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas”:

“Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run, but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant.”
“Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas … with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.”
“1) Never trust a cop in a raincoat.
2) Beware of enthusiasm and of love, both are temporary and quick to sway.
3) If asked if you care about the world’s problems, look deep into the eyes of he who asks, he will never ask you again.
4) Never give your real name.
5) If ever asked to look at yourself, don’t look.
6) Never do anything the person standing in front of you can’t understand.
7) Never create anything, it will be misinterpreted, it will chain you and follow you for the rest of your life.”
“No, this is not a good town for psychedelic drugs. Reality itself is too twisted.”
“Old elephants limp off to the hills to die; old Americans go out to the highway and drive themselves to death with huge cars.”
“But our trip was different. It was a classic affirmation of everything right and true and decent in the national character. It was a gross, physical salute to the fantastic possibilities of life in this country-but only for those with true grit. And we were chock full of that.”
“There was madness in any direction, at any hour. If not across the Bay, then up the Golden Gate or down 101 to Los Altos or La Honda.… You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning.…
And that, I think, was the handle—that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting—on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave.…
So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark—that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.”


Art for Winter – Part III of III: Adolf Sehring (Russian, 1930-2015)

Below – “Girl in Field”; “Vanity” (bronze); “Rhino”

A Poem for Today

“When I Met My Muse”
By William Stafford

I glanced at her and took my glasses
off–they were still singing. They buzzed
like a locust on the coffee table and then
ceased. Her voice belled forth, and the
sunlight bent. I felt the ceiling arch, and
knew that nails up there took a new grip
on whatever they touched. “I am your own
way of looking at things,” she said. “When
you allow me to live with you, every
glance at the world around you will be
a sort of salvation.” And I took her hand.

Below – Gabriel de Cool: “The Muse”

This Date in Art History: Died 20 February 1871 – Paul Kane, who was, in the words of one writer, “an Irish-Canadian painter famous for his paintings of First Nations peoples in the Canadian West and other Native Americans in the Columbia District.”

Below – “Plains Cree Warrior”; “Mount St. Helens erupting at night” (1847); “Indian Encampment on Lake Huron”; “Assiniboine Hunting Buffalo”; “The Surveyor: Portrait of Captain John Henry Leroy”; “River Scene.”


Musings in Winter: Annie Dillard

“Why are we reading, if not in hope of beauty laid bare, life heightened and its deepest mystery probed?”

This Date in Art History: Born 20 February 1902 – Ansel Adams, an American photographer and environmentalist.

Below – “Close-Up of Leaves in Glacier National Park”; “The Tetons and the Snake River”; “Baton Practice at the Manzanar War Relocation Center”; “Jeffrey Pine, Sentinel Dome”; “Aspens, Northern New Mexico”; “Cathedral Peak and Lake, Yosemite.”

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Current Events – 20 February 2018

“Let’s face it, the universe is messy. It is nonlinear, turbulent, and chaotic. It is dynamic. It spends its time in transient behavior on its way to somewhere else, not in mathematically neat equilibria. It self-organizes and evolves. It creates diversity, not uniformity. That’s what makes the world interesting, that’s what makes it beautiful, and that’s what makes it work.” – Donell H. Meadows (1941-2001), a pioneering American environmentalist and author.

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Beleaguered in Bothell – 19 February 2018

Musings in Winter: Kenneth Grahame

“Children are the only people who accept a mood of wonderment, who are ready to welcome a perfect miracle at any hour of the day or night. Only a child can entertain an angel unawares, or to meet Sir Launcelot in shining armor on a moonlit road.”

Art for Winter : John William Waterhouse (British, 1849-1917)

Below – “The Danaides”; “Diogenes”; “The Lady of Shallot”

Remembering a Writer on the Date of Her Death: Died 19 February 2016 – Harper Lee, an American novelist, author of “To Kill a Mockingbird,” and recipient of the 1961 Pulitzer Prize.

Some quotes from “To Kill a Mockingbird”:

“Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.”
“Real courage is when you know you’re licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.”
“People generally see what they look for and hear what they listen for.”
“Sometimes the Bible in the hand of one man is worse than a whisky bottle in the hand of (another)… There are just some kind of men who – who’re so busy worrying about the next world they’ve never learned to live in this one, and you can look down the street and see the results.”
“The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.”

This Date in Art History: Born 19 February 1876 – Constantin Brancusi, a Romanian sculptor, painter, and photographer.

Below – “Sleeping Muse”; “Portrait of a Woman”; “Danaide”; “Nude” (study for a fresco); “Madamoiselle Pogany”; “Portrait of a Woman.”

Worth a Thousand Words: “Cerrado Sunrise,” an award-winning photograph taken by Brazilian Marco Cabral.

This Date in Art History: Born 19 February 1877 – Gabriel Munter, a German painter.

Below – “Blauer Kegelberg”; “Meditation”; “Hauptstrasse (Mit Mann)”; “Staffelsee”; “Morgenschatten”; “Anna Rosalind.”


Remembering a Writer on the Date of Her Birth: Born 19 February 1917 – Carson McCullers, an American novelist, short story writer, playwright, essayist, and poet.

“Saraband”
by Carson McCullers

Select your sorrows if you can,
Edit your ironies, even grieve with guile.
Adjust to a world divided
Which demands your candid senses stoop to labyrinthine wiles
What natural alchemy lends
To the scrubby grocery boy with dirty hair
The lustre of Apollo, or Golden Hyacinth’s fabled stare.
If you must cross the April park, be brisk:
Avoid the cadence of the evening, eyes from afar
Lest you be held as a security risk
Solicit only the evening star.

Your desperate nerves fuse laughter with disaster
And higgledy piggledy giggle once begun
Crown a host of unassorted sorrows
You never could manage one by one.
The world that jibes your tenderness
Jails your lust.
Bewildered by the paradox of all your musts
Turning from horizon to horizon, noonday to dusk:
It may be only you can understand:
On a mild sea afternoon of blue and gold
When the sky is a mild blue of a Chinese bowl
The bones of Hart Crane, sailors and the drugstore man
Beat on the ocean’s floor the same saraband.

French Art – Maurice Denis (1870-1943): Part I of II

Maurice Denis was an important figure in the transitional period between impressionism and modern art.

Below – “Wave”; “April”; “Jeu du Volant”; “The Cow Girl”; “Evening Song”; “The Muses.”

Musings in Winter: Stephen Hawking

“In the Universe it may be that primitive life is very common and intelligent life is fairly rare. Some would say it has yet to occur on Earth.”

French Art – Maurice Denis (1870-1943): Part II of II

For a time, Maurice Denis was associated with the Symbolist movement, but then returned to neoclassicism.

Below – “Nymphs”; “Plage au canot et a l’homme nu”; “Psyche Discovers That Her Secret Lover Is Cupid”; “Reflection in a Fountain”; “Remembrance of Evening”; “The Sacred Wood.”


A Poem for Today

“Storm Windows”
by Howard Nemerov

People are putting up storm windows now,
Or were, this morning, until the heavy rain
Drove them indoors. So, coming home at noon,
I saw storm windows lying on the ground,
Frame-full of rain; through the water and glass
I saw the crushed grass, how it seemed to stream
Away in lines like seaweed on the tide
Or blades of wheat leaning under the wind.
The ripple and splash of rain on the blurred glass
Seemed that it briefly said, as I walked by,
Something I should have liked to say to you,
Something… the dry grass bent under the pane
Brimful of bouncing water… something of
A swaying clarity which blindly echoes
This lonely afternoon of memories
And missed desires, while the wintry rain
(Unspeakable, the distance in the mind!)
Runs on the standing windows and away.


Contemporary American Art – Bert Seabourn

In the words of one writer, “Internationally acclaimed American Expressionist Bert Seabourn is a painter, print maker, sculptor and teacher, who experiments extensively with creative vitality.”

Below – “Man of Medicine”; “I Love a Martini”; “Sun Hawk”; “Man of Medicine”; “Red Thunder”; “Medicine Spirit.”

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Current Events – 19 February 2018

“Wisdom demands a new orientation of science and technology toward the organic, the gentle, the elegant and beautiful.” – E. F. Schumacher, an influential economic thinker, statistician, economist, and author of “Small Is Beautiful: Economics as if People Mattered.”

 

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Beleaguered in Bothell – 18 February 2018

Musings in Winter: Stephen Hawking

“It surprises me how disinterested we are today about things like physics, space, the universe and philosophy of our existence, our purpose, our final destination. Its a crazy world out there. Be curious.”

Art for Winter – Part I of VI: Joseph Schumacher (American, 1935-2004)

Below – “Anticipation”; “Eagle Heart”; “Shawl Dancer”

A Poem for Today

“Here”
by Grace Paley

Here I am in the garden laughing
an old woman with heavy breasts
and a nicely mapped face

how did this happen
well that’s who I wanted to be

at last a woman
in the old style sitting
stout thighs apart under
a big skirt grandchild sliding
on off my lap a pleasant
summer perspiration

that’s my old man across the yard
he’s talking to the meter reader
he’s telling him the world’s sad story
how electricity is oil or uranium
and so forth I tell my grandson
run over to your grandpa ask him
to sit beside me for a minute I
am suddenly exhausted by my desire
to kiss his sweet explaining lips.

Below – Carel Victor Morals Weight: “The Old Woman in the Garden”


Art for Winter – Part II of VI: Sierra Schroder (Dutch, 1903-2002)

Below – “Pondering girl at a round table”; Untitled couple; “Seated nude on a blue bench”

Worth a Thousand Words: Vincent van Gogh: “Starry Night.”

Art for Winter – Part III of VI: Davis Francis Schwartz (American, 1878-1969)

Below – “La Jolla Breakers”; “San Rafael, California”; Untitled Monterey Bay


A Second Poem for Today

“Tonight”
by Sara Teasdale

The moon is a curving flower of gold,
The sky is still and blue;
The moon was made for the sky to hold,
And I for you.

The moon is a flower without a stem,
The sky is luminous;
Eternity was made for them,
To-night for us.


Art for Winter – Part IV of Vi: Odile Schwilgue (French, contemporary)

Below – “Retour D’Blanche”; “Champagne”; “Reflections”

Remembering a Great Writer on the Date of His Birth: Born 18 February 1883 – Nikos Kazantzakis, a Greek writer, philosopher, playwright, author of “Zorba the Greek,” and nine-time Nobel Prize in Literature nominee.

Some quotes from the work of Nikos Kazantzakis:

“Happy is the man, I thought, who, before dying, has the good fortune to sail the Aegean sea.”
“I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.”
“A man needs a little madness, or else… he never dares cut the rope and be free.”
“Since we cannot change reality, let us change the eyes which see reality.”
“I was happy, I knew that. While experiencing happiness, we have difficulty in being conscious of it. Only when the happiness is past and we look back on it do we suddenly realize – sometimes with astonishment – how happy we had been.”
“All my life one of my greatest desires has been to travel-to see and touch unknown countries, to swim in unknown seas, to circle the globe, observing new lands, seas, people, and ideas with insatiable appetite, to see everything for the first time and for the last time, casting a slow, prolonged glance, then to close my eyes and feel the riches deposit themselves inside me calmly or stormily according to their pleasure, until time passes them at last through its fine sieve, straining the quintessence out of all the joys and sorrows.”
“This is true happiness: to have no ambition and to work like a horse as if you had every ambition. To live far from men, not to need them and yet to love them. To have the stars above, the land to your left and the sea to your right and to realize of a sudden that in your heart, life has accomplished its final miracle: it has become a fairy tale.”

Below – Nikos Kazantzakis; his great novel; sailing the Aegean Sea.

Art for Winter – Part V of Vi: Bert Seabourn (American, contemporary)

Below – “Thunder Up”; “White Buffalo”; “Medicine Man”


A Third Poem for Today

“Journey”
by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass
And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind
Blow over me—I am so tired, so tired
Of passing pleasant places! All my life,
Following Care along the dusty road,
Have I looked back at loveliness and sighed;
Yet at my hand an unrelenting hand
Tugged ever, and I passed. All my life long
Over my shoulder have I looked at peace;
And now I fain would lie in this long grass
And close my eyes.
Yet onward!
Cat birds call
Through the long afternoon, and creeks at dusk
Are guttural. Whip-poor-wills wake and cry,
Drawing the twilight close about their throats.
Only my heart makes answer. Eager vines
Go up the rocks and wait; flushed apple-trees
Pause in their dance and break the ring for me;
And bayberry, that through sweet bevies thread
Of round-faced roses, pink and petulant,
Look back and beckon ere they disappear.
Only my heart, only my heart responds.
Yet, ah, my path is sweet on either side
All through the dragging day,—sharp underfoot
And hot, and like dead mist the dry dust hangs—
But far, oh, far as passionate eye can reach,
And long, ah, long as rapturous eye can cling,
The world is mine: blue hill, still silver lake,
Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road
A gateless garden, and an open path:
My feet to follow, and my heart to hold.

Below – Vasili Polenov: “Woman Walking on a Forest Trail”


Art for Winter – Part VI of Vi: Nicole Sebille (French, contemporary)

Below – “Blue Fauve”; Le Coupe Rouge”; “Torse Nu Incurve”

Musings in Winter: Loren Eiseley

“Taking a final pleasure in what the wind can neither proclaim nor destroy, I am a student of nightfall; I claim no other profession.”

Contemporary American Art – Jane Wooster Scott

In the words of one writer, “Her paintings trace the cavalcade of the American experience. From her studio in Sun Valley, Idaho, Scott continues to discover new venues, celebrated traditions and everyday pleasures and beauty in this land of boundless joys and effervescent cultural diversity. In the years ahead, this dedicated artist will scour the country’s nooks and crannies finding unusual, colorful panoramas of life, some typical, others rare and some so commonplace they go unnoticed by the casual observer.”

Below – “Skating on the Mill Pond”; “Winter Village”; “Beacon on the Beach”; “Springtime Nuptials”; “Nutcracker Fantasy”; “Autumn Tranquility.”

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Current Events – 18 February 2018

“I didn’t realize how good I was with computers until I met my parents.” ― Mike Birbiglia, an American comedian, actor, and filmmaker.

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Beleaguered in Bothell – 17 February 2018

Musings in Winter: Dean Koontz

“One of the greatest gifts we receive from dogs is the tenderness they evoke in us. The disappointments of life, the injustices, the battering events that are beyond our control, and the betrayals we endure, from those we befriended and loved, can make us cynical and turn our hearts into flint – on which only the matches of anger and bitterness can be struck into flame. By their delight in being with us, the reliable sunniness of their disposition, the joy they bring to playtime, the curiosity with which they embrace each new experience, dogs can melt cynicism, and sweeten the bitter heart.”

Art for Winter – Part I of V: David Schneuer (German, 1905-1908)

Below – “Reflect”; “Men and Women”; “Parasol I”

For Your Information: 17 February is National Random Acts of Kindness Day in the United States.

Art for Winter – Part II of V: Michael Schofield (American, contemporary)

Below – “After the Rain”; “Barn”; Untitled


Remembering a Nobel Laureate on the Date of His Birth: Born 17 February 1955 – Guan Moye, better known by his pen name Mo Yan, a Chinese writer, author of “Red Sorghum Clan,” and recipient of the 2012 Nobel Prize in Literature.

Some quotes from the work of Mo Yan:

“Finally, she mused that human existence is as brief as the life of autumn grass, so what was there to fear from taking chances with your life?”
“People who are strangers to liquor are incapable of talking about literature.”
“The act of giving voice to this spiritual suffering is, in my view, the sacred duty of the writer.”
“All kinds of mysterious phenomena exist in this world, but answers to most of them have come with advances in scientific knowledge. Love is the sole holdout-nothing can explain it. A Chinese writer by the name of Ah Cheng wrote that love is just a chemical reaction, an unconventional point of view that seemed quite fresh at the time. But if love can be controlled and initiated by means of chemistry, then novelists would be out of a job. So while he may have had his finger on the truth, I’ll remain a member of the loyal opposition.”
The young must not scoff at the old, for flowers don’t bloom forever”
“I sometimes think that there is a link between the decline in humanity and the increase in prosperity and comfort. Property and comfort are what people seek, but the costs to character are often terrifying.”

Art for Winter – Part III of V: Ferdinando Vichi (Italian, 1875-1945)

Below – “Sea Nymph”; “Venus Italica”; “Alabaster Sculpture of a Nymph”

Worth a Thousand Words: Mount Shasta, California.

Art for Winter – Part IV of V: Heinz Scholnhammer (Austrian, contemporary)

Below – “Strawberry in Glass”; “Larkspur”; “Springtime”

Remembering an Important Tribal Leader on the Date of His Death: Died 17 February 1909 – Geronimo, a Chiricahua Apache leader and medicine man who fought against the military campaigns of both Mexico and the United States in the Mexican states of Chihuahua and Sonora and the southwestern American territories New Mexico and Arizona.

Some quotes from Geronimo:

“I was born on the prairies where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where there were no enclosures.”
“It is my land, my home, my father’s land, to which I now ask to be allowed to return. I want to spend my last days there, and be buried among those mountains. If this could be I might die in peace, feeling that my people, placed in their native homes, would increase in numbers, rather than diminish as at present, and that our name would not become extinct.”
“Late one afternoon when returning from town we were met by a few women and children who told us that Mexican troops from some other town had attacked our camp, killed all the warriors of the guard, captured all our ponies, secured our arms, destroyed our supplies, and killed many of our women and children.. when all were counted, I found that my aged mother, my young wife, and my three small children were among the slain.”
“The soldiers never explained to the government when an Indian was wronged, but reported the misdeeds of the Indians.”
“The song that I will sing is an old song, so old that none knows who made it. It has been handed down through generations and was taught to me when I was but a little lad. It is now my own song. It belongs to me. This is a holy song (medicine-song), and great is its power. The song tells how, as I sing, I go through the air to a holy place where Yusun (The Supreme Being) will give me power to do wonderful things. I am surrounded by little clouds, and as I go through the air I change, becoming spirit only.”
“When a child my mother taught me the legends of our people; taught me of the sun and sky, the moon and stars, the clouds and storms. She also taught me to kneel and pray to Usen for strength, health, wisdom, and protection. We never prayed against any person, but if we had aught against any individual we ourselves took vengeance. We were taught that Yusun does not care for the petty quarrels of men.”
“We had no churches, no religious organizations, so sabbath day, no holidays, and yet we worshiped. Sometimes the whole tribe would assemble and sing and pray; sometimes a smaller number, perhaps only two or three. The songs had a few words, but were not formal. The singer would occasionally put in such words as he wished instead of the usual tone sound. Sometimes we prayed in silence; sometimes each prayed aloud; sometimes an aged person prayed for all of us. At other times one would rise and speak to us of our duties to each other and to Yusun. Our services were short.”
“I should never have surrendered. I should have fought until I was the last man alive.”

Art for Winter – Part V of V: Elmer Schooley (American, 1916-2007)

Below – “Schooley’s Garden”; “Woody”; “Poplar”

Musings in Winter: Stephen Hawking

“We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special.”

This Date in Art History: Born 17 February 1832 – Richard Henry Park, an American sculptor.

Below – “Marble Bust of Maiden”; “Edgar Allan Poe Memorial”; “Benjamin Franklin Monument”; “Sculpted Bust of a Classical Beauty”; “Farmer Girl.”

A Poem for Today

“Notice What This Poem Is Not Doing”
by William Stafford

The light along the hills in the morning
comes down slowly, naming the trees
white, then coasting the ground for stones to nominate.

Notice what this poem is not doing.

A house, a house, a barn, the old
quarry, where the river shrugs–
how much of this place is yours?

Notice what this poem is not doing.

Every person gone has taken a stone
to hold, and catch the sun. The carving
says, “Not here, but called away.”

Notice what this poem is not doing.

The sun, the earth, the sky, all wait.
The crowns and redbirds talk. The light
along the hills has come, has found you.

Notice what this poem has not done.


American Art – Fritz Scholder (1937-2005)

In the words of one writer, “Fritz Scholder’s mix of Expressionisism and Native American imagery is credited with revitalizing Indian art in the 1960s and ’70s. His art is in many major museums, including the National Gallery and the National Museum of American Art in Washington, the Museum of Modern Art in New York.”

Below – “Portrait of a Dream”; “Last Indian With American Flag”;
“Winged Shaman”; “Mystery Woman in Pool”; “Mystery Woman With Cactus”; “Reservation Dog.”

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Current Events – 17 February 2018

“A great nation is not saved by wars, it is saved by acts without external picturesqueness; by speaking, writing, voting reasonably; by smiting corruption swiftly; by good temper between parties; by the people knowing true men when they see them, and preferring them as leaders to rabid partisans and empty quacks.” ― William James, American philosopher and psychologist.

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Current Events – 16 February 2018

“In Paris and London he had seen nothing to make a return to life worth while; in Washington he saw plenty of reasons for staying dead.” ― Henry Adams,

U.S. Republican presidential candidate Donald Trump listens to a question during a campaign rally at the Tampa Convention Center in Tampa, Florida, March 14, 2016. REUTERS/Steve Nesius

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Beleaguered in Bothell – 16 February 2018

Friends: Happy Lunar New Year! I hope that everyone experiences much joy and success in the Year of the Dog.


Musings in Winter: T.S. Eliot

“Books. Cats. Life is good.”

Art for Winter – Part I of II: David Schluss (Israeli, contemporary)

Below – “Summer Night”; “Ruby Parasol”; “Camilia” (bronze)

Remembering a Writer on the Date of His Birth: Born 16 February 1838 – Henry Brooks Adams, an American historian, journalist, and author of “The Education of Henry Adams.”

Some quotes from the work of Henry Adams:

“A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops.”
“The Indian Summer of life should be a little sunny and a little sad, like the season, and infinite in wealth and depth of tone, but never hustled.”
“For the first time in his life, Mont Blanc for a moment looked to him what it was – a chaos of anarchic and purposeless forces – and he needed days of repose to see it clothe itself again with the illusions of his senses, the white purity of its snows, the splendor of its light, and the infinity of its heavenly peace. Nature was kind; Lake Geneva was beautiful beyond itself, and the Alps put on charms real as terrors.”
“Were half the power that fills the world with terror,
Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts,
Given to redeem the human mind from error,
There were no need of arsenals nor forts.”
“Everyone must bear his own universe, and most persons are moderately interested in learning how their neighbors have managed to carry theirs.”
“Knowledge of human nature is the beginning and end of political education.”
“‘The world can absorb only doses of truth,’ he said; ‘too much would kill it.’ One sought education in order to adjust the dose.”
“Life is a narrow valley, and the roads run close together.”
“Someday science may have the existence of mankind in power, and the human race can commit suicide by blowing up the world.”


Art for Winter – Part II of II: Julian Schnabel (American, contemporary)

Below – “View of Dawn From the Tropics – Guiseppe (Brooding on the Vast Abyss)”; ‘Otono”; “La Blusa Rosa II”

Musings in Winter: Clarence King

“Through the white snow-gate of our amphitheater, as through a frame we looked eastward upon the summit group; not a tree, not a vestige of vegetation in sight,-sky, snow and granite the only elements in this wild picture.”

Below – Mount Clarence King as seen from Sixty Lakes Basin, Kings Canyon National Park, Sierra Nevada Mountains, California.


This Date in Art History: Born 16 February 1868 – Edward S. Curtis, an American photographer and ethnologist whose work focused on the Native American peoples and the American West: Part I of II.

Below – “Princess Angeline (Duwamish)” (daughter of Chief Seattle); “A Navajo Medicine Man”; “White Man Runs Him” (a Crow scout who served with George Armstrong Custer during his 1876 expeditions agains the Sioux and Northern Cheyenne); “Geronimo”; “Cheyenne Maiden”; “Boys in Kayak, Nunivak.”

Worth a Thousand Words: Markha Valley, Ladakh, India.

This Date in Art History: Born 16 February 1868 – Edward S. Curtis, an American photographer and ethnologist whose work focused on the Native American peoples and the American West: Part II of II.

Below – “Canyon de Chelly”; “The Buffalo Plains”; “On the Banks of the Missouri”; “Sioux Indians in Badlands”; “Crater Lake.”

A Poem for Today

“Did You Never Know”
by Sara Teasdale

Did you never know, long ago, how much you loved me?
That your love would never lessen and never go?
You were young then, proud and fresh-hearted,
You were too young to know.

Fate is a wind, and red leaves fly before it
Far apart, far away in the gusty time of year.
Seldom we meet now, but when I hear you speaking,
I know your secret, my dear, my dear.

This Date in Art History: Died 16 February 1990 – Keith Haring, an American painter and activist.

Below – Untitled; “Heritage of Pride”; “Beer Art”; “Untitled; Untitled; “The Tree of Monkeys.”


Musings in Winter: May Sarton

“In the middle of the night, things well up from the past that are not always cause for rejoicing–the unsolved, the painful encounters, the mistakes, the reasons for shame or woe. But all, good or bad, give me food for thought, food to grow on.”


Contemporary American Art – Bill Schenck

In the words of one writer, “Bill Schenck has been known internationally for the past 38 years as one of the originators of the contemporary ‘Pop’ western movement, and a painter/photographer who incorporates techniques from Photo-Realism with a Pop Art sensibility to both exalt and poke fun at images of the West. Like the heroes he idolized in B-Westerns, Schenck might well be called the ‘Good Badman’ of Western American art.”

Below – “Coors”; “High Heat at High Noon”; “Freida”; “Winslow Ridge”; “Surfer Girl 2”; “On the Trail to Santa Fe.”

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