5 October 2017 – Beleaguered in Bothell

Musings in Autumn: Walt Whitman

“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. So medicine, law, business, engineering… these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love… these are what we stay alive for.”

Art for Autumn – Part I of V: Guo Yongqun (Chinese, contemporary)

Below – “Lady Under Umbrella”

A Poem for Today

“Landscape”
By Mary Oliver

Isn’t it plain the sheets of moss, except that
they have no tongues, could lecture
all day if they wanted about

spiritual patience? Isn’t it clear
the black oaks along the path are standing
as though they were the most fragile of flowers?

Every morning I walk like this around
the pond, thinking: if the doors of my heart
ever close, I am as good as dead.

Every morning, so far, I’m alive. And now
the crows break off from the rest of the darkness
and burst up into the sky—as though

all night they had thought of what they would like
their lives to be, and imagined
their strong, thick wings.

Art for Autumn – Part II of V: Carl Young (American, contemporary)

Below – “Dancer in Blue Glass” (sculpture); “Heartbreaker” (glass sculpture)

Remembering a Comedian on the Date of His Birth: Born 5 October 1910, Louis Feinberg, known professionally as Larry Fine, who was, in the words of one writer, “an American actor, comedian, violinist and boxer, who is best known as a member of the comedy act The Three Stooges.”


Art for Autumn – Part III of V: Purvis Young (American, 1943-2000)

Below – “Guardian” (mixed media on wood)


Worth a Thousand Words: The Trail of Tears memorial monument at the New Echota Historic Site in New Echota, Georgia which honors the 4,000 Cherokees who died on the Trail of Tears.

Art for Autumn – Part IV of V: Yuroz (Armenian, contemporary)

Below – “Boy with Guitar”; “Flute Serenade”


Remembering a Great Actor on the Date of His Birth: Bon 5 October 1919, Donald Pleasance, an English actor whose most notable film role was psychiatrist Dr. Sam Loomis in “Halloween.”


Art for Autumn – Part V of V: Alexander Zakharov (Ukrainian, contemporary)

Below – “Toscana”; “Italian Still Life”


Remembering a Great Man on the Date of His Death: Died 5 October 1813, Tecumseh, who was, in the words of one writer, “a Native American Shawnee warrior and chief, who became the primary leader of a large, multi-tribal confederacy in the early years of the nineteenth century.”

Some quotes from Tecumseh:

“No tribe has the right to sell, even to each other, much less to strangers…. Sell a country! Why not sell the air, the great sea, as well as the earth? Didn’t the Great Spirit make them all for the use of his children? The way, the only way to stop this evil is for the red man to unite in claiming a common and equal right in the land, as it was first, and should be now, for it was never divided. We gave them forest-clad mountains and valleys full of game, and in return what did they give our warriors and our women? Rum, trinkets, and a grave.”
“So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.”
“Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none.”
“When Jesus Christ came upon the Earth, you killed Him. The son of your own God. And only after He was dead did you worship Him and start killing those who would not.”
“Where today are the Pequot? Where are the Narragansett, the Mohican, the Pcanet, and other powerful tribes of our people? They have vanished before the avarice and oppression of the white man, as snow before the summer sun.”
“When the legends die, the dreams end; there is no more greatness.”
“When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.”

Contemporary Chinese Art – Yamin Young

In the words of one writer, “Yamin Young was born in 1959 in the city of Shanghai, China. He was a child of eight when the Cultural Revolution began. Yamin’s father was a sea captain and his mother was a professor at the Suzhou Art Institute. Suzhou is a traditional art center and is known as the Venice of the East. He developed his deep interest in art from his mother. His bold creativity was an inheritance from his father. Yamin took a large measure of his inspiration from works of art from the Tang Dynasty whose artists painted in simple elegant lines. Some of these paintings have a Matisse like quality. There is an international as well as a distinctive Chinese quality about the Dunhuang art because the caves were positiioned on the famous East West Silk Route, made famous by Marco Polo.”

Below – “Black Swans”; “Introspection”; “Wings”; Untitled; “Princessa Del Rio”; “Carousel”; “Hot Pursuit.”


A Second Poem for Today

“Bridge”
By Jim Harrison

Most of my life was spent
building a bridge out over the sea
though the sea was too wide.
I’m proud of the bridge
hanging in the pure sea air. Machado
came for a visit and we sat on the
end of the bridge, which was his idea.
Now that I’m old the work goes slowly.
Ever nearer death, I like it out here
high above the sea bundled
up for the arctic storms of late fall,
the resounding crash and moan of the sea,
the hundred-foot depth of the green troughs.
Sometimes the sea roars and howls like
the animal it is, a continent wide and alive.
What beauty in this the darkest music
over which you can hear the lightest music of human
behavior, the tender connection between men and galaxies.
So I sit on the edge, wagging my feet above
the abyss. Tonight the moon will be in my lap.
This is my job, to study the universe
from my bridge. I have the sky, the sea, the faint
green streak of Canadian forest on the far shore.

Contemporary Chinese-American Art – Caroline R. Young

Caroline R. Young is an adopted child of American ex-pats living in Hong Kong. She is fascinated with Chinese lore and mythology, and delights in portraying figures from Oriental tales in her paintings.

Below – “Secrets of the Bamboo Forest”; “Autumn Moon”; “Fan Dancer”; “Mountain Retreat”; “Crane”; “Dragon King’s Daughter.”

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Current Events – 5 October 2017

“An avaricious man might be tempted to betray the interests of the state for the acquisition of wealth.” – Alexander Hamilton.

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4 October 2017 – Beleaguered in Bothell

Musings in Autumn: Confucius

“It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the whole scheme of things works. All good things are difficult to achieve; and bad things are very easy to get.”

Art for Autumn: Chen Yongle (Chinese, contemporary)

Below – “Guests from a Distance”; “Season to Rejoice”; “Spree”; “June 1997”


Worth a Thousand Words: Zion National Park.


This Date in Art History: Died 4 October 1669 – Rembrandt van Rijn, a Dutch painter and printmaker.

Below – “The Night Watch”; “The Philosopher in Meditation”; “Aristotle Contemplating a Bust of Homer”; “Anatomy Lesson of Dr. Nicolaes Tulp”; “The Abduction of Europa”; “Self-Portrait with Beret and Turned-Up Collar.”


For Your Information: 4 October is National Taco Day in the United States.

This Date in Art History: Born 4 October 1814 – Jean-Francois Millet, a French painter who was part of the Realism art movement.

Below – “The Sheepfold”; “Woman Baking Bread”; “The Sower”; “The Gleaners”; “The Potato Harvest”; “The Goose Girl.”


A Poem for Today

“Life”
By Jim Harrison

I’m not so good at life anymore.
Sometimes I wake up and don’t recognize it.
Houses, cars, furniture, books are a blur
while trees, birds, and horses are fine
and clear. I also understand music
of an ancient variety—pre-nineteenth century.
Where have I been?
Recounting flowers from the train window
between Seville and Granada, also bulls and olive trees.
I couldn’t sleep in Lorca’s room because it was haunted.
Even the wine I carried was haunted.
Spain has never recovered from this murder.
Her nights are full of the red teeth of death.
There were many who joined him. You can’t count,
up and down, birds and flowers at the same time.

Below – Jim Harrison (1937-2016)


This Date in Art History: Died 4 October 1904 – Frederic Auguste Bartholdi, a French sculptor best known for designing the Statue of Liberty.


Musings in Autumn: Kent Nerburn

“Loneliness is like sitting in an empty room and being aware of the space around you. It is a condition of separateness. Solitude is becoming one with the space around you. It is a condition of union. Loneliness is small, solitude is large. Loneliness closes in around you; solitude expands toward the infinite. Loneliness has its roots in words, in an internal conversation that nobody answers; solitude has its roots in the great silence of eternity.”

This Date in American Art History, Part I of iI: Born 4 October, 1861 – Frederic Remington, a painter and sculptor who specialized in depictions of the American Old West.

Below – “The Coming and Going the Pony Express”; “A New Year on the Cimarron”; “A Dash for the Timber”; “Shotgun Hospitality”; “The Lookout”; “Cowpuncher’s Lullaby.”

Musings in Autumn: Elizabeth Berg

“There are random moments – tossing a salad, coming up the driveway to the house, ironing the seams flat on a quilt square, standing at the kitchen window and looking out at the delphiniums, hearing a burst of laughter from one of my children’s rooms – when I feel a wavelike rush of joy. This is my true religion: arbitrary moments of of nearly painful happiness for a life I feel privileged to lead.”

This Date in American Art History, Part II of II: Born 4 October, 1861 – Frederic Remington, a painter and sculptor who specialized in depictions of the American Old West.

Below – “The Broncho Buster” (bronze); “Coming Through the Rye” (bronze); “The Cheyenne” (bronze); “The Mountain Man” (bronze); “The Wicked Pony” (bronze); “Buffalo Hunt” (bronze).


Musings in Autumn: Edwin Way Teale

“Time is the river. We are the islands. Time washes around us and flows away and with it flow fragments of our lives. So, little by little, each island shrinks….But where, who can say, down the long stream of time, are our eroded days deposited?”

This Date in American Art History: Born 4 October 1927 – Wolf Kahn, a German-American painter.

Below – “Yellow Haze”; “Slope”; “Young Maples”; “Marsh”; “Poplars on the Horizon”; “Stand of Oak.”

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Current Events – 4 October 2017

“Membership of a larger group is not an identity. Being Asian is not an identity. Being gay is not an identity. Being deaf, blind, or wheelchair-bound is not an identity, nor is being economically deprived.” – Lionel Shriver, American writer and journalist.

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3 October 2017 – Beleaguered in Bothell

Musings in Autumn: Kenneth Grahame

“The past was like a bad dream; the future was all happy holiday as I moved Southwards week by week, easily, lazily, lingering as long as I dared, but always heeding the call!”


Art for Autumn – Part I of III: Gevorg Yeghiazarin (Armenian, contemporary)

Below – “Silence of the Night”; “Yellow Nude”

Worth a Thousand Words: The Potola, Lhasa, Tibet.


Art for Autumn – Part II of III: John Yerger (American, contemporary)

Below – Untitled Drawing

Remembering a Prominent Native American on the Date of His Death: Died 3 October 1838, Black Hawk, leader and warrior of the Sauk tribes. He fought against American settlement of native lands in both the War of 1812 and The Black Hawk War of 1832.

Below – An Illustration of Black Hawk, from “History of the Indian Tribes of North America.”


Art for Autumn – Part III of III: Cao Yong (Chinese, contemporary)

Below – “Powell Street, San Francisco”


Musings in Autumn: May Sarton

“Old age is really a disguise that no one but the old themselves see through. I feel exactly as I always did, as young inside as when I was twenty-one, but the outward shell conceals the real me—sometimes even from itself—and betrays that person deep down inside, under wrinkles and liver spots and all the horrors of decay. I sometimes think that I feel things more intensely than I used to, not less. But I am so afraid of appearing ridiculous. People expect serenity of the old. That is the stereotype, the mask we are expected to put on.”

This Date in Art History: Born 3 October 1867, Pierre Bonnard, a French Post-Impressionist painter.

Below – “The Letter”; “Cats on the Railing”; “The Dining Room in the Country”; “Two Dogs in a Deserted Street”; “The Brothers Bernheim-Jeune”; “Self-Portrait.”


Remembering an American Icon on the Date of His Death: Died 3 October 1967, Woodrow Wilson “Woody” Guthrie, who, in the words of one writer, was a “singer-songwriter who is regarded as one of the most significant figures in American folk music; his songs, including social justice songs, such as ‘This Land Is Your Land’, have inspired several generations both politically and musically.”

This Date in Art History: Born 3 October 1882, A. Y. Jackson, a Canadian painter and a founding member of the Group of Seven.

Below – “Red Maple”; “Otter Head, Lake Superior”; “The Edge of the Maple Wood”; “Terre Sauvage”; “North Shore Lake Superior”; “Algoma in November.”


Musings in Autumn: Mary Oliver

“My work is the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird – equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums…”


This Date in Art History: Died 3 October 2015, Gerald Squires, a Canadian artist who, in the words of one writer, is “best known for painting dramatic landscapes in acrylic and oil.”

Below – “Sentinel”; “Horse Running”; “Dark Sky”; “Moon Sixth Sense”; “Witless Bay Barrens”; “Owl for J.M.”

A Poem for Today

“Seven in the Woods”
By Jim Harrison

Am I as old as I am?
Maybe not. Time is a mystery
that can tip us upside down.
Yesterday I was seven in the woods,
a bandage covering my blind eye,
in a bedroll Mother made me
so I could sleep out in the woods
far from people. A garter snake glided by
without noticing me. A chickadee
landed on my bare toe, so light
she wasn’t believable. The night
had been long and the treetops
thick with a trillion stars. Who
was I, half-blind on the forest floor
who was I at age seven? Sixty-eight
years later I can still inhabit that boy’s
body without thinking of the time between.
It is the burden of life to be many ages
without seeing the end of time.


Contemporary American Art – Randall David Tipton

Artist Statement: “The environment I live in and the landscapes I travel to are the content of my work. This has always been so. I need personal contact with a place to have the sensory information to create a convincing work. My paintings always begin with an experience in a landscape. Whether it’s a walk in a local park or a destination hike, what happens while in that location is critical. It’s the experience that is my true subject. My earliest artistic influence came from the Zen Japanese aesthetic depicted in the encyclopedias in our home; then, later, from the insights of the American abstract expressionists, whose conviction that meaningful, honest painting was best achieved through improvisation inspired me. Though I am dedicated to interpreting the natural world, I do so as a secondary concern as I respond to the painting process taking place before me. Memory is a key element as I manipulate the paint. When something within the character of that landscape emerges, I recognize it and build from there. I believe that my frequent immersion into the environment informs my work in a deeply subconscious manner and is revealed in the act of painting.”

Below – “Autumn River”; “Boundary Marsh”; “Coastal Stream”; “Logjam”; “Autumn Slough”; “Winter Morning – Fanno Creek.”

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Current Events – 3 October 2017

“Good intentions are ubiquitous in politics; what is scarce is accurate beliefs.” – Bryan Caplan, professor of economics at George Mason University in Fairfax, Virginia.

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2 October 2017 – Beleaguered in Bothell

For Your Information: In the words of one writer, “The International Day of Non-Violence is observed on October 2, the birthday of Mahatma Gandhi.”

Art for Autumn – Part I of V: Xue Jain Xin (Chinese, contemporary)

Below – “Cafe Pink”


Remembering an American Singer-Songwriter on the Date of His Birth: Born 2 October 1945, Don McLean III, best known for “American Pie,” one of the great songs of the twentieth century.


Art for Autumn – Part II of V: Tim Yanke (American, contemporary)

Below – “Dragonfly”


Worth a Thousand Words: The Mount St. Helens eruption – 18 May 1980.


Art for Autumn – Part III of V: Masoud Yasami (American, contemporary)

Below – “Seated Man and the Dog”

For Your Information: In the words of one writer, “World Day for Farmed Animals was launched in 1983 (as World Farm Animals Day) to expose the abuses of animal farming and to memorialize the billions of cows, pigs, and other innocent, sentient animals slaughtered for food throughout the world. The date selected was October 2, the birthday of Mahatma Gandhi, world’s foremost advocate of nonviolence.”

Art for Autumn – Part IV of V: Edgar Maxence (French, 1871-1954)

Below – “Young Girl Feeding the Swans”; “Young Pensive Woman Turned to the Left”; “The Snow Queen”


Remembering an American Comedian on the Date of His Birth: Born 2 October 1887, William Alexander “Bud” Abbott, an actor and comedian best known for being the straight man for Lou Costello.

Art for Autumn – Part V of V: Catrin Weitz-Stein (German, contemporary)

Below – “Morning Dew Girl”


Remembering an American Poet on the Date of His Birth: Born 2 October 1879, Wallace Stevens, recipient of the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1955.

“Disillusionment of Ten O’Clock”
By Wallace Stevens

The houses are haunted
By white night-gowns.
None are green,
Or purple with green rings,
Or green with yellow rings,
Or yellow with blue rings.
None of them are strange,
With socks of lace
And beaded ceintures.
People are not going
To dream of baboons and periwinkles.
Only, here and there, an old sailor,
Drunk and asleep in his boots,
Catches Tigers
In red weather.


Contemporary American/Japanese Art – Hiro Yamagata: Part I of II:

In the words of one writer, “Originally from Miabara, Japan, Artist Hiro Yamagata has achieved amazing success world wide for his contemporary art. Hiro Yamagata began his artistic studies in 1972 at L’ecole des Beaux Arts in Paris. Upon completing his education, he had his first European tour throughout Austria, the United Kingdom, Italy; and Germany. In 1978 Hiro moved to Los Angeles, California.”

Below – “Starry Night”; “Toys”; “Poet”; “Full Moon”; “Picnic”; “Dolphins.”


Remembering an American Comic Genius on the Date of His Birth: Born 2 October 1890, Julius Henry “Groucho” Marx, writer, comedian, and actor best known for being a member of the Marx Brothers.


Contemporary American/Japanese Art – Hiro Yamagata: Part II of II:

In the words of one writer, “Yamagata then toured the U.S. for 7 years. After spending 12 years achieving commercial success with his paintings, Yamagata has completely changed his style and moved back to Japan.”

Below – “Autumn Afternoon”; “Rain Drops”; “Fallen Leaves”; “Carousel”; “Stargazer”; “Once Upon a Time.”

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Current Events – 2 October 2017

“Nineteenth-century liberalism had assumed that man was a rational being who operated naturally according to his own best interests, so that in the end, what was reasonable would prevail. On this principle liberals defended extension of the suffrage toward the goal of one man, one vote. But a rise in literacy and in the right to vote, as the event proved, did nothing to increase common sense in politics. The mob that is moved by waving the bloody shirt, that decides elections in response to slogans—Free Silver, Hang the Kaiser, Two Cars in Every Garage—is not exhibiting any greater political sense than Marie Antoinette, who said, ‘Let them eat cake,’ or Caligula, who made his horse a consul. The common man proved no wiser than the decadent aristocrat. He has not shown in public affairs the innate wisdom which democracy presumed he possessed.” – Barbara Tuchman; in the words of one writer, “Barbara Wertheim Tuchman was an American self-trained historian and author and double Pulitzer Prize winner. She became best known for ‘The Guns of August’ (1962), a history of the prelude and first month of World War I.”

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1 October 2017

Greeting October

Below – Frank Wilson: “Early October”


October Origins

In the words of one writer, “October is the tenth month of the year in the Julian and Gregorian Calendars and the sixth month to have the length of 31 days. The eighth month in the old Roman calendar, October retained its name (from the Latin ôctō meaning “eight”) after January and February were inserted into the calendar that had originally been created by the Romans.”


Musings in October: Lucy Maud Montgomery

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”


Art for October – Du Yuxi: “Dates in October”


A Poem for October

“Especially When the October Wind”
By Dylan Thomas

Especially when the October wind
With frosty fingers punishes my hair,
Caught by the crabbing sun I walk on fire
And cast a shadow crab upon the land,
By the sea’s side, hearing the noise of birds,
Hearing the raven cough in winter sticks,
My busy heart who shudders as she talks
Sheds the syllabic blood and drains her words.

Shut, too, in a tower of words, I mark
On the horizon walking like the trees
The wordy shapes of women, and the rows
Of the star-gestured children in the park.
Some let me make you of the vowelled beeches,
Some of the oaken voices, from the roots
Of many a thorny shire tell you notes,
Some let me make you of the water’s speeches.

Behind a pot of ferns the wagging clock
Tells me the hour’s word, the neural meaning
Flies on the shafted disk, declaims the morning
And tells the windy weather in the cock.
Some let me make you of the meadow’s signs;
The signal grass that tells me all I know
Breaks with the wormy winter through the eye.
Some let me tell you of the raven’s sins.

Especially when the October wind
(Some let me make you of autumnal spells,
The spider-tongued, and the loud hill of Wales)
With fists of turnips punishes the land,
Some let me make you of the heartless words.
The heart is drained that, spelling in the scurry
Of chemic blood, warned of the coming fury.
By the sea’s side hear the dark-vowelled birds.


Art for October – Franklin Carmichael: “October Gold”


Musings in October: Eudora Welty

“They went on and suddenly the woods opened upon light, and they had reached the river. Everyone stopped, but Doc talked on ahead as though nothing had happened. ‘Only today,’ he said, ‘today, in October sun, it’s all gold—sky and tree and water. Everything just before it changes looks to be made of gold.’”


A Song For October

Art for October – John William Waterhouse: “Flora and the Zephyrs”


A Second Poem for October

“October”
By Robert Frost

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.


Art for October – Michelle Courier: “October Walk”


Musings in October: Malcolm Lowry

“The fallen leaves in the forest seemed to make even the ground glow and burn with light.”


Art for October – Art for October – David Lloyd Glover: “October Colors”


A Third Poem for October

“October’s Party”
By George Cooper

October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came –
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.


Art for October – Jennifer Vranes: “Vermont in October”


Musings in October  Dylan Thomas

“It was my thirtieth year to heaven
Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood
And the mussel pooled and the heron
Priested shore
The morning beckon
With water praying and call of seagull and rook
And the knock of sailing boats on the net webbed wall
Myself to set foot
That second
In the still sleeping town and set forth.”


Art for October – David Edwards: “October Flowers”


Musings in October: Sara Teasdale

“The leaves fall patiently
Nothing remembers or grieves
The river takes to the sea
The yellow drift of leaves.”


Art for October – Niki Gulley: “October Blaze”

Musings in October: Humbert Wolfe

“Listen!  the wind is rising,
and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings,
now for October eves!”

Music For October
(It’s Coming!)


Art for October – Edward Burne-Jones: “Hope”


A Fourth Poem for October

“A Vagabond Song”
By William Carman Bliss

There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood—
Touch of manner, hint of mood;
And my heart is like a rhyme,
With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.

The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry
Of bugles going by.
And my lonely spirit thrills
To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.

There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir;
We must rise and follow her,
When from every hill of flame
She calls and calls each vagabond by name.


Art for October – Art for October – George Innes: “October”


Musings in October: Rainbow Rowell

“October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins. O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!”


Art for October – Anna Louisa Robinson: “The Southing of the Sun”

Musings in October: Elizabeth George Spears

“After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth…The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her…In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.”

Art for October – Art for October – Randall David Tipton: “October Marsh”


A Fifth Poem for October

“Autumnal”
By Ernest Dowson

Pale amber sunlight falls across
The reddening October trees,
That hardly sway before a breeze
As soft as summer: summer’s loss
Seems little, dear! on days like these.

Let misty autumn be our part!
The twilight of the year is sweet:
Where shadow and the darkness meet
Our love, a twilight of the heart
Eludes a little time’s deceit.

Are we not better and at home
In dreamful Autumn, we who deem
No harvest joy is worth a dream?
A little while and night shall come,
A little while, then, let us dream.

Beyond the pearled horizons lie
Winter and night: awaiting these
We garner this poor hour of ease,
Until love turn from us and die
Beneath the drear November trees.”

Art for October – Jules Bastien Lepage: “October Gathering Potatoes”

Musings in October: Gary Snyder

“Burning the small dead
branches
broke from beneath
thick spreading
whitebark pine.
A hundred summers
snowmelt rock and air
hiss in a twisted bough.”


Art for October – Annie Swynnerton: “Glow Worm”


Musings in October: Thomas Wolfe

“The ripe, the golden month has come again, and in Virginia the chinkapins are falling. Frost sharps the middle music of the seasons, and all things living on the earth turn home again… the fields are cut, the granaries are full, the bins are loaded to the brim with fatness, and from the cider-press the rich brown oozings of the York Imperials run. The bee bores to the belly of the grape, the fly gets old and fat and blue, he buzzes loud, crawls slow, creeps heavily to death on sill and ceiling, the sun goes down in blood and pollen across the bronzed and mown fields of the old October.”


Art for October – Bulgakov Valery: “October”


A Sixth Poem for October

“Leaves”
By Sara Teasdale

One by one, like leaves from a tree,
All my faiths have forsaken me;
But the stars above my head
Burn in white and delicate red,
And beneath my feet the earth
Brings the sturdy grass to birth.
I who was content to be
But a silken-singing tree,
But a rustle of delight
In the wistful heart of night —
I have lost the leaves that knew
Touch of rain and weight of dew.
Blinded by a leafy crown
I looked neither up nor down —
But the little leaves that die
Have left me room to see the sky;
Now for the first time I know
Stars above and earth below.


Art for October – Andrew Wyeth: “Autumn Cornfield”

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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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