30 September 2017 – Beleaguered in Bothell

Musings in Autumn: Kenneth Grahame

“Here today, up and off to somewhere else tomorrow! Travel, change, interest, excitement! The whole world before you, and a horizon that’s always changing!”

Art for Autumn – Part I of IV: Dmitri Wright (American, contemporary)

Below – “Cathedral City”


For Your Information: 30 September is National Hot Mulled Cider Day in the United States.

Art for Autumn – Part II of IV: Leonard Wren (American, contemporary)

Below – Untitled


A Poem for Today

“The Cat in the Kitchen”
By Robert Bly

Have you heard about the boy who walked by
The black water? I won’t say much more.
Let’s wait a few years. It wanted to be entered.
Sometimes a man walks by a pond, and a hand
Reaches out and pulls him in.
There was no
Intention, exactly. The pond was lonely, or needed
Calcium, bones would do. What happened then?
It was a little like the night wind, which is soft,
And moves slowly, sighing like an old woman
In her kitchen late at night, moving pans
About, lighting a fire, making some food for the cat.

Art for Autumn – Part III of IV: Henriette Wyeth (American, 1907-1997)

Below – “Silver Basin”


Worth a Thousand Words: The Florida Everglades.


Art for Autumn – Part IV of IV: Carolyn Wyeth (American, 1909-1994)

Below – “Up From the Woods”

Remembering an American Icon on the Date of His Death: Died 30 September 1955, James Dean, an actor best remembered for roles in which he portrayed a disillusioned and alienated young man, especially in the 1955 film “Rebel Without a Cause.”

Below – Andy Warhol: “James Dean.”

Contemporary Canadian/American Art – Douglas Wylie

In the words of one writer, “Douglas Wylie was born in the Canadian prairie city of Edmonton, Alberta in 1952. His early environmental orientation was far from the shoreline. In 1958 his family moved to a California town close to the more rugged Monterey Bay coastline. He became aware of the oceans power as well as its sensitive balance…Doug eventually submerged himself in Hawaiian waters with The Center For Whale Studies to better study his subjects. A closer, physical affinity has brought forth Wylie Sculpture, designs now finely cast in bronze.”

Below – “Breaching Out” (bronze); “Rendezvous” (bronze); “Genesis” (bronze); “Whale” (bronze); “Bon Ami” (bronze); “Newborn” (bronze).


Musings in Autumn: Marcel Proust

“We have nothing to fear and a great deal to learn from trees, that vigorous and pacific tribe which without stint produces strengthening essences for us, soothing balms, and in whose gracious company we spend so many cool, silent, and intimate hours.”

Contemporary American Art – Michael Wilkinson: Part I of II

In the words of one writer, “Artist and Sculptor Michael Wilkinson’s art is imbued with themes as universal as they are timeless. His work resonates with, and affirms the highest yearnings of the human spirit.”

Below – “Moonscape II: Aria” (acrylic); “Dream Fragment” (acrylic); “Muse Whisperer” (acrylic); “Fire” (bronze); “Haven II: Morning Light” (acrylic); “Morning Light” (bronze).

Musings in Autumn: Annie Dillard

“At the seashore you often see a shell, or fragment of a shell, that sharp sands and surf have thinned to a wisp. There is no way you can tell what kind of shell it had been, what creature it had housed; it could have been a whelk or a scallop, a cowrie, limpet, or conch. The animal is long since dissolved, and its blood spread and thinned in the general sea. All you hold in your hand is a cool shred of shell, an inch long, pared so thin that it passes a faint pink light. It is an essence, a smooth condensation of the air, a curve. I long for the North where unimpeded winds would hone me to such a pure slip of bone. But I’ll not go northing this year. I’ll stalk that floating pole and frigid air by waiting here. I wait on bridges; I wait, struck, on forest paths and meadow’s fringes, hilltops and banksides, day in and day out, and I receive a southing as a gift. The North washes down the mountains like a waterfall, like a tidal wave, and pours across the valley; it comes to me. It sweetens the persimmons and numbs the last of the crickets and hornets; it fans the flames of the forest maples, bows the meadow’s seeded grasses and pokes it chilling fingers under the leaf litter, thrusting the springtails and the earthworms deeper into the earth. The sun heaves to the south by day, and at night wild Orion emerges looming like the Specter over Dead Man Mountain. Something is already here, and more is coming.”

Contemporary American Art – Michael Wilkinson: Part II of II

In the words of one writer, “From the beginning, Wilkinson’s aim was to work exclusively in bronze, but in 1984 he became interested in clear acrylic, finding in its optical properties new possibilities for conveying the ideas central to his art.
Now Michael Wilkinson devotes himself to creating both bronze and acrylic sculpture.”

Below – “Turning Point” (acrylic); “Moonscape I: Terra Luna” (acrylic); “Touchstone” (acrylic); “Study of Prometheans” (acrylic); “Rhapsody” (acrylic); “Temple” (acrylic).

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