22 May 2017 – A Lovely Monday in the Pacific Northwest

Musings in Spring: H. Beam Pipe

“I like it where it gets dark at night, and if you want noise, you have to make it yourself.”

Art for Spring – Part I of VI: Irene Borg (American, contemporary)

Below – “Tuscan Village”

Musings in Spring: Robert Frost

“We ran as if to meet the moon.”

Art for Spring – Part II of VI: Franz Borghese (Italian, 1941-2005)

Below – “Girl with Eggs”

A Poem for Today

“Dog and Snow”
Paul S. Piper

Dog sees white. Arctic
light, the bright buzz in the brain

of pure crystal adrenaline. In a flash
he is out the door and across the street

looking for snowshoe hares, caribou, cats.
His wild ancestry ignited, Dog plunges

his nose into snow up to his eyes. He sees
his dreams. Master yells from the front porch

but Dog can’t hear him. Dog hears nothing
except the roar of the wind across the tundra, the ancient

existential cry of wolves, pure, devastating, hungry.
Time for crunchies. Taking many detours, Dog

returns to the porch. Let master think what he
wants. Freedom comes at a price.

Art for Spring – Part III of VI: Misha Borisoff (Russian, contemporary)

Below – “Beautiful Harp”

Musings in Spring: Vincent van Gogh

“We feel lonely now and then and long for friends and think we should be quite different and happier if we found a friend of whom we might say: ‘He is the one.’ But you, too, will begin to learn that there is much self-deception behind this longing; if we yielded too much to it, it would lead us from the road.”

Below – Vincent van Gogh: “Road with Cypress and Star”

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

Below – “Male/Female”

Musings in Spring: Judith Thurman

“Every dreamer knows that it is entirely possible to be homesick for a place you’ve never been to, perhaps more homesick than for familiar ground.”

Art for Spring – Part V of VI: Adriaan Boshoff (South African, 1935-2008)

Below – “Going Home”

A Second Poem for Today

By William Stafford

This dream the world is having about itself
includes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,
a groove in the grass my father showed us all
one day while meadowlarks were trying to tell
something better about to happen.

I dreamed the trace to the mountains, over the hills,
and there a girl who belonged wherever she was.
But then my mother called us back to the car:
she was afraid; she always blamed the place,
the time, anything my father planned.

Now both of my parents, the long line through the plain,
the meadowlarks, the sky, the world’s whole dream
remain, and I hear him say while I stand between the two,
helpless, both of them part of me:
“Your job is to find what the world is trying to be.”

Art for Spring – Part VI of VI: Graciela Rodo Boulanger (Bolivian, contemporary”

Below – “A Peacock for Sophie”

Musings in Spring: Jack London

“With the aurora borealis flaming coldly overhead, or the stars leaping in the frost dance, and the land numb and frozen under its pall of snow, this song of the huskies might have been the defiance of life, only it was pitched in minor key, with long-drawn wailings and half-sobs, and was more the pleading of life, the articulate travail of existence. It was an old song, old as the breed itself–one of the first songs of the younger world in a day when songs were sad.”

Below – Innali: “Northern Lights”

American Art – Italo Botti (1923-2003)

In the words of one writer, “‘His paintings always depicted joy and happiness,’ said his brother, Aldo Botti. ‘If ever a man could paint a breeze, the aroma of flowers and the sound of music, it was him.’ Italo Botti was born Greenwich Village, New York. In 1932, Botti won first competition at the age of nine. He won scholarship at the Leonardo da Vinci School of Art in Brooklyn. He studied at the Brooklyn Academy of Fine Art. He also studied at the Abracheff School of Fine Art and at the Art Student’s League of New York.”

Below – “Gathering”; “Family Garden”; Untitled (Bistro); “Country Fair”; “Sailboats at the Marina”; “Mother with Two Children.”

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