Just Another Rainy Sunday – and the Last Day of Arpril

Musings in Spring: Elizabeth Goudge

“In a world where thrushes sing and willow trees are golden in the spring, boredom should have been included among the seven deadly sins.”

Art for Spring – Part I of V: Carl Andre (American, contemporary)

Below – “Les Quais”

A Poem for Today
By Barbara Crooker

“Grief”

is a river you wade in until you get to the other side.
But I am here, stuck in the middle, water parting
around my ankles, moving downstream
over the flat rocks. I’m not able to lift a foot,
move on. Instead, I’m going to stay here
in the shallows with my sorrow, nurture it
like a cranky baby, rock it in my arms.
I don’t want it to grow up, go to school, get married.
It’s mine. Yes, the October sunlight wraps me
in its yellow shawl, and the air is sweet
as a golden Tokay. On the other side,
there are apples, grapes, walnuts,
and the rocks are warm from the sun.
But I’m going to stand here,
growing colder, until every inch
of my skin is numb. I can’t cross over.
Then you really will be gone.

Art for Spring – Part II of V: Peter Andrianov (Russian, 1913-1992)

Below – “Winter Scene by a River”

Musings in Spring: Daniel J. Rice

“The contemplative man always lives alone. Regardless of who may reside in his home, his is a solitary world.”

Art for Spring – Part III of V: Andy Warhol (American, 1928-1987)

Below – “Cowboys: General Custer”

A Second Poem for Today

“Curtains”
By Stuart Dybek

Sometimes they are the only thing beautiful
about a hotel.
Like transients,
come winter they have a way of disappearing,
disguised as dirty light,
limp beside a puttied pane.
Then some April afternoon
a roomer jacks a window open,
a breeze intrudes,
resuscitates memory,
and suddenly they want to fly,
while men,
looking up from the street,
are deceived a moment
into thinking
a girl in an upper story
is waving.

Art for Spring – Part IV of V: Roy Anguiano (Mexican, 1915-2006)

Below – “Onyx Horses”

Musings in Spring: William Butler Yeats

“For the winds that awakened the stars are blowing through my blood.”

Art for Spring – Part V of V: Helen Anikst (Russian, contemporary)

Below – “Morning Lilies”

A Third Poem for Today

“Restless After School”
By Debra Nystrom

Nothing to do but scuff down
the graveyard road behind the playground,
past the name-stones lined up in rows
beneath their guardian pines,
on out into the long, low waves of plains
that dissolved time. We’d angle off
from fence and telephone line, through
ribbon-grass that closed behind as though
we’d never been, and drift toward the bluff
above the river-bend where the junked pickup
moored with its load of locust-skeletons.
Stretched across the blistered hood, we let
our dresses catch the wind while clouds above
dimmed their pink to purple, then shadow-blue—
So slow, we listened to our own bones grow.

Contemporary Mexican Art – Roberto Ulgade

In the words of one writer, “Roberto Ugalde is an adept oil painter who expresses the essence of his subjects in a way that draws the viewer into the painting. He masters the use of oils in an impressionistic manner which breaths life to his landscapes and figures.
Roberto Ugalde excels his use of oil in an impressionistic manner applied mostly with palette knife with brilliant and heavy paint strokes, however his new direction finds him experimenting with liquid industrial oil paint dropped in an horizontal board and manipulating the color to mixed them and control the shapes of his subjects he navigates from impressionistic landscapes to abstract landscapes.”

Below – “Apple Tree”; “Race to the Sky”; “Wall of Aspens”; “French Lavender”; “Zilker Park Garden”; “Ghost Aspen II.”

Musings in Spring: Jill Davis

“The waves of the sea help me get back to me.”


Contemporary American Art – Joe Andoe

In the words of one writer, “Joe Andoe was born in Tulsa, Oklahoma in 1955. He graduated with an MFA from the University of Oklahoma Norman, OK in 1981. Andoe’s work is instantly recognizable, as his world of light versus dark carves out an image of substance from absence. He extends his use of a monochromatic, earth-colors and Andoe’s images are reduced to next to nothing. Joe Andoe explains, ‘I want to reduce images to their blueprint.’ Andoe strives for an utter distillation of image, ground, and color in his work. Not surprisingly, his inventory of subjects remains basic: horns, wreaths, candles, flowers, cornstalks, trees, cattle, buffaloes, lambs, sheep, and horses. Joe Andoe’s work can be found at MOMA and the Metropolitan Museum of Art.”

Below – “Brown Ivy”; “Red Horse”; “Black Bear”; “Two Horses Suite”; “Tulips II”; “Bird on a Limb.”

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