From the Pacific Northwest – Part XL

Musings in Winter: Frederic Lawrence Knowles

“The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.”

Art for Winter – Part I of III: Addison T. Millar (American, 1860-1913)

Below – “Old Man’s Back, Siasconset, Nantucket, Massachusetts”

Musings in Winter: Lawrence Anthony

“Every wild thing is in tune with its surroundings, awake to its fate and in absolute harmony with the planet. Their attention is focused totally outwards. Humans, on the other hand, tend to focus introspectively on their own lives too often, brooding and magnifying problems that the animal kingdom would not waste a millisecond of energy upon. To most people, the magnificent order of the natural world where life and death actually mean something has become unrecognizable.”

Art for Winter – Part II of III: Francis Davis Millet (American, 1846-19123)

Below – “Portrait of Sadie P. Waters”

A Poem for Today

“The Woman, The Tiger”
By Jane Hirshfield

The woman, the tiger, the door, the man, the choice.

Riddles are soulless.
In them, it is never raining.

Art for Winter – Part III of III: Frederick J. Mulhaupt (American, 1871-1938)

Below – “Winter’s Jewels”

Musings in Winter: Gaston Bachelard

“We comfort ourselves by reliving memories of protection. Something closed must retain our memories, while leaving them their original value as images. Memories of the outside world will never have the same tonality as those of home and, by recalling these memories, we add to our store of dreams; we are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost.”

Below – Martha Wakefield: “Memories of Home”

Russian Art – Stanislaw Krupp

The works of painter Stanislaw Krupp can be found in private collections around the world.

A Second Poem for Today

“Autobiography of Eve”
By Ansel Elkins

Wearing nothing but snakeskin
boots, I blazed a footpath, the first
radical road out of that old kingdom
toward a new unknown.
When I came to those great flaming gates
of burning gold,
I stood alone in terror at the threshold
between Paradise and Earth.
There I heard a mysterious echo:
my own voice
singing to me from across the forbidden
side. I shook awake—
at once alive in a blaze of green fire.

Let it be known: I did not fall from grace.

I leapt
to freedom.

Musings in Winter: Cormac McCarthy

“You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don’t count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it’s made out of. Nothin else.”

Chilean Art – Constanza Ragal

Painter Constanza Ragal earned a degree in Art from Pontifica Catholic University.

Musings in Winter: Austin Grossman

“As Eskimo language is to snow, so archaic English is to ‘metal objects designed to cause harm’.”

A Third Poem for Today

“Token Loss”
By Kay Ryan

To the dragon
any loss is
total. His rest
is disrupted
if a single
jewel encrusted
goblet has
been stolen.
The circle
of himself
in the nest
of his gold
has been
broken. No
loss is token.

British Art – Anne Magill

In the words of one writer, “Magill describes her work as simply trying to capture a feeling of those fleeting moments in life. ‘There is always narrative in my paintings and I’m always trying to convey this through the use of light, colour and texture. The work is nearly always figurative. I’m caught up in trying to convey those moments where something epic has just happened, or is about to happen but just hint at it – a sort of “less is more” approach.’”

Musings in Winter: Yoshida Kenko

“It is the ephemeral nature of things that makes them wonderful.”

American Art – Part I of III: Raul Colon

Artist Statement: “As a child I had chronic asthma and would frequently be so ill that I could not leave the house for days or even weeks at a time. But all those times I spent locked up inside, I spent filling up dozens of composition notebooks with all kinds of drawings. I even tried to write my own comic books…. So my illness as a child, which kept me from going outside to play, became a blessing.”

Musings in Winter: James Agee

“How far we all come. How far we all come away from ourselves. So far, so much between, you can never go home again. You can go home, it’s good to go home, but you never really get all the way home again in your life. And what’s it all for? All I tried to be, all I ever wanted and went away for, what’s it all for?
Just one way, you do get back home. You have a boy or a girl of your own and now and then you remember, and you know how they feel, and it’s almost the same as if you were your own self again, as young as you could remember.”

American Art – Part II of III: Casey Childs

Painter Casey Childs earned a B.A. degree from Brigham Young University.

A Fourth Poem for Today

“Persephone, Falling”
By Riga Dove

One narcissus among the ordinary beautiful
flowers, one unlike all the others! She pulled,
stooped to pull harder—
when, sprung out of the earth
on his glittering terrible
carriage, he claimed his due.
It is finished. No one heard her.
No one! She had strayed from the herd.

(Remember: go straight to school.
This is important, stop fooling around!
Don’t answer to strangers. Stick
with your playmates. Keep your eyes down.)
This is how easily the pit
opens. This is how one foot sinks into the ground.

Musings in Winter: Gaston Rebuffat

“Rain is disagreeable, but snow is as much part of the mountain as are sunshine and clear skies.”

American Art – Part III of III: Janet Monafo

In the words of one writer, “Massachusetts native Janet Monafo’s stunning works have brought her nationwide recognition and success throughout a career spanning over thirty years.  Having trained extensively with Margaret Fitzhugh Browne at Fenway Studios, Monafo’s talents were rewarded through grants from the National Endowment for the Arts, the National Academy of Design and the Adolf and Esther Gottlieb Foundation among others.  Her impressive list of solo exhibitions includes shows at the J. Cacciola Gallery, Hollis Taggart Gallery, and Sherry French Gallery of New York.  Some group exhibition venues include the National Academy of Design, the Gerald Peters Gallery in Santa Fe, the Mildred Sheets Gallery of Los Angeles, and the National Portrait Gallery in Washington, D.C.  Monafo is also a member of the Pastel Society of America’s Hall of Fame, an honor held by other renowned artists such as William Merritt Chase and Mary Cassatt.”

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