Remembering a Writer on the Date of His Birth: Born 16 December 1863 – George Santayana,, an American philosopher, essayist, novelist, and poet.
“The Power of Art”
By George Santayana
Not human art, but living gods alone
Can fashion beauties that by changing live,–
Her buds to spring, his fruits to autumn give,
To earth her fountains in her heart of stone;
But these in their begetting are o’erthrown,
Nor may the sentenced minutes find reprieve;
And summer in the blush of joy must grieve
To shed his flaunting crown of petals blown.
We to our works may not impart our breath,
Nor them with shifting light of life array;
We show but what one happy moment saith;
Yet may our hands immortalize the day
When life was sweet, and save from utter death
The sacred past that should not pass away.
Art for Autumn – Part I of IV: Carlos Loarca (Guatemalan, contemporary)
Below – “Dirty Laundry Dogs”; “Doguitoff Dogs”
For Your Information: 16 December is National Chocolate Covered Day in the United States.
Below – “Clouds”; Untitled.
Some quotes from the work of Bill Hicks:
“Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Heres Tom with the Weather.”
“They lie about marijuana. Tell you pot-smoking makes you unmotivated. Lie! When you’re high, you can do everything you normally do just as well — you just realize that it’s not worth the fucking effort. There is a difference.”
“If you want to understand a society, take a good look at the drugs it uses. And what can this tell you about American culture? Well, look at the drugs we use. Except for pharmaceutical poison, there are essentially only two drugs that Western civilization tolerates: Caffeine from Monday to Friday to energize you enough to make you a productive member of society, and alcohol from Friday to Monday to keep you too stupid to figure out the prison that you are living in.”
“We all pay for life with death, so everything in between should be free.”
“Go back to bed, America. Your government has figured out how it all transpired. Go back to bed, America. Your government is in control again. Here. Here’s American Gladiators. Watch this, shut up. Go back to bed, America. Here is American Gladiators. Here is 56 channels of it! Watch these pituitary retards bang their fucking skulls together and congratulate you on living in the land of freedom. Here you go, America! You are free to do what we tell you! You are free to do what we tell you!”
“I left in love, in laughter, and in truth, and wherever truth, love and laughter abide, I am there in spirit.”
Art for Autumn – Part III of IV: Ramon Lombarte (Spanish, contemporary)
Below – “Sunday Eleven O’Clock PM”; “Yes Possible”; “Break of Day #4”; “Pepa”
Worth a Thousand Words: Mount St. Helens.
Art for Autumn – Part IV of IV: Joseph Lorusso (American, contemporary)
Below – “Another Last Drink”; “Her Favorite Coat”; Untitled
Remembering a Musician on the Date of His Birth: Born 16 December 1770 – Ludwig van Beethoven, a German composer and pianist.
This Date in Art History: Born 16 December 1861 – Antonio de La Gandara, a French painter, pastellist, and draughtsman.
Below – “Mdame Pierre Gautreau”; “Ida Rubinstein”; “Portrait of a Family With Their Collie”; “Portrait de femme”; “Portrait de Madame Gravier en robe de satin bleu et dentelle”; “Le repose du modele.”
“Now Let No Charitable Hope”
By Elinor Wylie
Now let no charitable hope
Confuse my mind with images
Of eagle and of antelope:
I am by nature none of these.
I was, being human, born alone;
I am, being woman, hard beset;
I live by squeezing from a stone
What little nourishment I get.
In masks outrageous and austere
The years go by in single file;
But none has merited my fear,
And none has quite escaped my smile.
This Date in Art History: Born 16 December 1937 – Edward Ruscha, an American painter and photographer.
Below – From “Twenty-Six Gasoline Stations”; “Filthy McNasty’s”; “Standard Station, Amarillo, Texas”; “Back of Hollywood”; “Burning Gas Station”; “Desert Gravure”; “A Particular Kind of Heaven.”
Some quotes from the work of W. Somerset Maugham:
“To acquire the habit of reading is to construct for yourself a refuge from almost all the miseries of life.”
“The great tragedy of life is not that men perish, but that they cease to love.”
“Impropriety is the soul of wit.”
“It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it; but the young know they are wretched for they are full of the truthless ideal which have been instilled into them, and each time they come in contact with the real, they are bruised and wounded. It looks as if they were victims of a conspiracy; for the books they read, ideal by the necessity of selection, and the conversation of their elders, who look back upon the past through a rosy haze of forgetfulness, prepare them for an unreal life. They must discover for themselves that all they have read and all they have been told are lies, lies, lies; and each discovery is another nail driven into the body on the cross of life.”
“When you choose your friends, don’t be short-changed by choosing personality over character.”
“The only important thing in a book is the meaning that it has for you.”
“It is one of the defects of my character that I cannot altogether dislike anyone who makes me laugh.”
“Only a mediocre person is always at his best. ”
American Art – Chiura Obata (1885-1975)
In the words of one writer, “Chiura Obata was a well-known Japanese-American artist and popular art teacher. A self-described ‘roughneck’, Obata went to the United States in 1903, at age 17. After initially working as an illustrator and commercial decorator, he had a successful career as a painter, following a 1927 summer spent in the Sierra Nevada, and was a faculty member in the Art Department at the University of California, Berkeley, from 1932 to 1954, interrupted by World War II, when he spent over a year in internment camps. After his retirement, he continued to paint and to lead group tours to Japan to see gardens and art.”
Below – “Yosemite Falls” (woodcut); “Passing Rain” (woodcut); “Lake Basin in the High Sierra” (woodcut); “Silence, Last Twilight on an Unknown Lake, Johnson Peak” (woodcut); “Merced River, Yosemite Valley” (woodcut); “Upper Lyell Fork, near Lyell Glacier (woodcut).
By Jake Adam York
Forgive me if I forget
with the birdsong and the day’s
last glow folding into the hands
of the trees, forgive me the few
syllables of the autumn crickets,
the year’s last firefly winking
like a penny in the shoulder’s weeds,
if I forget the hour, if I forget
the day as the evening star
pours out its whiskey over the gravel
and asphalt I’ve walked
for years alone, if I startle
when you put your hand in mine,
if I wonder how long your light
has taken to reach me here.
In the words of one writer, “Tom was born and raised in Mill Valley, California, on the slopes of Mt. Tamalpais. The rugged scenery of Marin County and Northern California inspired him from an early age to create landscape prints using linoleum and wood, strongly influenced by the traditional Japanese Ukiyo-ë style of Hokusai and Hiroshige.
Below – “Mill Valley Lumber”; “Trail to Iron Mountain”; “Davis Lake”; “Point Reyes from Chimney Rock”; “Tennessee Cove, Marin Headlands”; “Wild Edge.”