Sentient in San Francisco – 19 October 2018

This Date in Art History: Died 19 October 1965 – Edward Willis Redfield, an American painter.

Below – “Boothbay, Maine”; “Bridge and Barges on the River”; “Dune Walk”; “Evening on the Seine”; “France”; “In the Forest of Fontainebleau.”


Remembering a Writer on the Date of Her Birth: Born 19 October 1850 – Annie Smith Peck, an American author, mountaineer, and explorer.

Three quotes from the work of Annie Smith Peck:

“Climbing is unadulterated hard labor. The only real pleasure is the satisfaction of going where no man has been before and where few can follow.”
“Nothing to mountaineering, just a little physical endurance, a good deal of brains, lots of practice, and plenty of warm clothing.”
“I am afraid if there is anything to be afraid of. A precipice cannot hurt you. Lions and tigers can. The streets of New York I consider more dangerous than the Matterhorn to a thoroughly competent and careful climber.”


This Date in Art History: Died 19 October 1952 – Edward S. Curtis, an American ethnologist and photographer.

Below – “A Navajo Medicine Man”; “The old-time warrior: New Peace”; “Mandan Man Overlooking the Missouri River”; “Mandan girls gathering berries”; “Geronimo – Apache”; “Boys in kayak, Nunivak”; “Self Portrait.”


This Date in Art History: Died 19 October 1945 – N. C. Wyeth, an American painter and illustrator.

Below – “The Silent Fisherman”; “Louise Loved to Climb to the Summit on One of the Barren Hills Flanking the River, and Stand There While the Wind Blew”; “So Hate That is Brother to Death Was in the Heart of Craftainy the Harper”; Untitled (Portrait of a Cowboy); Untitled (Couple and Wagon); “Indian Brave Fishing.”


Remembering an Important Writer on the Date ofHis Birth: Born 19 October 1948 – James Howard Kunstler, an American writer, social critic, and the author of “The Geography of Nowhere” and “The Long Emergency.”

Some quotes from the work of James Howard Kunstler:

“I like to call it ‘the national automobile slum.’ You can call it suburban sprawl. I think it’s appropriate to call it the greatest misallocation of resources in the history of the world.”
“The twentieth century was about getting around. The twenty-first century will be about staying in a place worth staying in.
It pays to remember that societies get what they deserve, not what they expect.”
“The task we face is reorganizing the systems we depend on for daily life in a way that is consistent with the realities coming down at us.”
“Community is not something you have, like pizza. Now is it something you can buy. It’s a living organism based on a web of interdependencies- which is to say, a local economy. It expresses itself physically as connectedness, as buildings actively relating to each other, and to whatever public space exists, be it the street, or the courthouse or the village green.”
“Americans threw away their communities in order to save a few dollars on hair dryers and plastic food storage tubs, never stopping to reflect on what they were destroying.”
“The immersive ugliness of our everyday environments in America is entropy made visible.”
“Because I believe a lot of people share my feelings about the tragic landscape of highway strips, parking lots, housing tracts, mega-malls, junked cities, and ravaged countryside that makes up the everyday environment where most Americans live and work. A land full of places that are not worth caring about will soon be a nation and a way of life that is not worth defending.”
“As the places where Americans dwell become evermore depressing and impossible, Disneyworld is where they escape to worship the nation in the abstract, a cartoon capital of a cartoon republic enshrining the falsehoods, half-truths, and delusions that prop up the squishy thing the national character has become–for instance, that we are a nation of families; that we care about our fellow citizens; that history matters; that there is a place called home.”
“I urge people not to think in terms of ‘solutions,’ but in terms of intelligent responses to the quandaries and predicaments that we face. And there are intelligent responses that we can bring forth. But when I hear the word ‘solution,’ I always suspect that there’s a hidden agenda there. And the hidden agenda is: ‘Please, can you please tell us how we can keep on living exactly the way we’re living now, without having to really change our behavior very much?’ And that’s sort of what’s going on in this country. And it’s not going to work.”
“The economy of the 21st century will come to center on agriculture. Life will be intensely and profoundly local in ways that we can’t conceive of today. Economic growth, as we have known it in a cheap energy industrial paradigm, will cease.”
“I generally avoid over-population arguments. But there’s no question we’re in population overshoot. The catch is we’re not going to do anything about it. There will be no policy. The usual suspects: starvation, war, disease, will drive the population down. There’s little more to say about that really, and it’s certainly an unappetizing discussion, but it’s probably the truth. In any case, we’re in overshoot and we face vast resource scarcities.”


This Date in Art History: Died 19 October 1943 – Camille Claudel, a French sculptor and illustrator.

Below – “Sakuntala”; “The Wave”; “Auguste Rodin”; “Perseus and the Gorgon”; “The Waltz”; “The Mature Age.”


This Date in Art History: Born 19 October 1882 – Umberto Boccioni, an Italian painter and sculptor.

Below – “The Morning”; “Three Women”; “Unique Forms of Continuity in Space”; “Modern Idol”; “The Street Enters the House”; “Self Portrait.”


Remembering a Writer on the Date of Her Death: Died 19 October 1950 – Edna St. Vincent Millay, an American poet, playwright, and recipient of the Pulitzer Prize.

“Dirge Without Music”
by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.  Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.

The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,—
They are gone.  They are gone to feed the roses.  Elegant and curled
Is the blossom.  Fragrant is the blossom.  I know.  But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know.  But I do not approve.  And I am not resigned.

Below – Thomas Brooks: “The Sister’s Grave”

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