18 June 2017 – Father’s Day

Quotes for Father’s Day – Part I of II

“When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant, I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years.” – Mark Twain

Art for Spring – Part I of VI: Robert Birmelin (American, contemporary)

Below – “Dog’s Eye”

Quotes for Father’s Day – Part II of II

“The first half of our lives are ruined by our parents, the second half by our children.” –  Clarence Darrow

Art for Spring – Part II of VI: Gideon Bok (American, contemporary)

Below – “Another Green World – Day”

Musings in Spring: Bill Hicks

“I’m glad mushrooms are against the law, because I took them one time, and you know what happened to me? I laid in a field of green grass for four hours going, ‘My God! I love everything.’ Yeah, now if that isn’t a hazard to our country … how are we gonna justify arms dealing when we realize that we’re all one?”

Art for Spring – Part III of VI: Matt Brackett (American, contemporary)

Below – “All the Gifts”

Musings in Spring: H.L. Mencken

“Moral certainty is always a sign of cultural inferiority. The more uncivilized the man, the surer he is that he knows precisely what is right and what is wrong. All human progress, even in morals, has been the work of men who have doubted the current moral values, not of men who have whooped them up and tried to enforce them. The truly civilized man is always skeptical and tolerant, in this field as in all others. His culture is based on ‘I am not too sure.’”

Art for Spring – Part IV of VI: Jonathan Daly (American, contemporary)

Below – “Harvest Moon”

A Poem for Father’s Day

“My Father’s Hats”
By Mark Irwin

Sunday mornings I would reach
high into his dark closet while standing
on a chair and tiptoeing reach
higher, touching, sometimes fumbling
the soft crowns and imagine
I was in a forest, wind hymning
through pines, where the musky scent
of rain clinging to damp earth was
his scent I loved, lingering on
bands, leather, and on the inner silk
crowns where I would smell his
hair and almost think I was being
held, or climbing a tree, touching
the yellow fruit, leaves whose scent
was that of a clove in the godsome
air, as now, thinking of his fabulous
sleep, I stand on this canyon floor
and watch light slowly close
on water I’m not sure is there.

Art for Spring – Part V of VI: Haley Hasler (American, contemporary)

Below – “Self-Portrait as Bather”

Musings in Spring: George Carlin

“When you’re born you get a ticket to the freak show. When you’re born in America, you get a front row seat.”

Art for Spring – Part VI of VI: Andy Karnes (American, contemporary)

Below – “Paper Walls”

A Second Poem for Father’s Day

“Working Late”
By Louis Simpson

A light is on in my father’s study.
“Still up?” he says, and we are silent,
looking at the harbor lights,
listening to the surf
and the creak of coconut boughs.

He is working late on cases.
No impassioned speech! He argues from evidence,
actually pacing out and measuring,
while the fans revolving on the ceiling
winnow the true from the false.

Once he passed a brass curtain rod
through a head made out of plaster
and showed the jury the angle of fire—
where the murderer must have stood.
For years, all through my childhood,
if I opened a closet . . . bang!
There would be the dead man’s head
with a black hole in the forehead.

All the arguing in the world
will not stay the moon.
She has come all the way from Russia
to gaze for a while in a mango tree
and light the wall of a veranda,
before resuming her interrupted journey
beyond the harbor and the lighthouse
at Port Royal, turning away
from land to the open sea.

Yet, nothing in nature changes, from that day to this,
she is still the mother of us all.
I can see the drifting offshore lights,
black posts where the pelicans brood.

And the light that used to shine
at night in my father’s study
now shines as late in mine.

American Art – Bernard Chaet

In the words of one writer, “Bernard Chaet (1924-2012) was a renowned artist and educator who was a professor of art at Yale University for nearly four decades. Originally from Boston, where he studied at the School of the Museum of Fine Arts, Chaet divided his time between New Haven, CT and Rockport, MA, a seaside community north of Boston. Rockport and the surrounding area were a continuing source of inspiration for Chaet’s paintings of interiors, still lifes and seascapes. Often portraying the same location repeatedly, he would discover nuances of light, color and atmosphere that were constantly shifting in nature.”

Below – “Ocean Light”; “Three Rocks”; “Two Cows”; “July”; “Blue”; “Studio Mirror.”

Musings in Spring: Rob Bignell

“Tell me once more about the eternal surf.”

Below – Shell Beach, Sea Ranch, California

Contemporary American Art – Brian Serff

In the words of one writer, “Brian has a great love and respect for the outdoors being an avid hiker, skier, river runner, mountain biker – all of which has given him ample opportunities to enjoy photography.”

Below (all photographs) – “Gas” (New Mexico); “Blue Reflection” (Moriane Lake, BC, Canada); “A Smooth Entrance” (Zebra Grand Staircase, UT); “US 285” (San Luis Valley, Colorado); “Old/New” (Yampa, Colorado); “Early Morning” (Colorado).

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