Musings in Winter: Guy Davenport
“Art is always the replacement of indifference by attention.”
Art for Winter – Part I of IV: Patrick Pierson (American, contemporary)
Below – “Hot Rod”; “Mother and Daughter”; “Diner”
“Of a Forgetful Sea”
by Kelli Russell Agodon
Sometimes, I forget the sun
sinking into ocean.
Desert is only a handful of sand
held by my daughter.
In her palm,
she holds small creatures,
tracks an ant, a flea
moving over each grain.
She brings them to places
she thinks are safe:
an island of driftwood,
the knot of a blackberry bush,
a continent of grass.
Fire ants carried on sticks,
potato bugs scooped
into the crease of a newspaper.
She tries to help them
before the patterns of tides
reach their lives.
She knows about families
who fold together like hands,
a horizon of tanks moving forward.
Here war is only newsprint.
How easy it is not to think about it
as we sleep beneath our quiet sky,
slip ourselves into foam, neglectful
waves appearing endless.
Below – Ed Hicks: “Little Girl on a Beach”
Art for Winter – Part II of IV: Paul Emile Pissarro (French, 1884-1972)
Below – “En Hiver”; Untitled; “Le Verger”
“Cults and prophets proclaiming the imminent end of the world have been with us for several millennia, and it has been another sour sort of fun to ridicule them the morning after, when they discover that their calculations were a little off. But, just as with Marxists, there are some among them who are working hard to ‘hasten the inevitable,’ not merely anticipating the End Days with joy in their hearts, but taking political action to bring about the conditions they think are the prerequisites for that occasion.”
Below – “Identity”; “Meditation”; “Ming’s Dream”
Worth a Thousand Words: Near Quito, Ecuador during a lunar eclipse. This photograph by Victor Vargas won a National Award.
Below – “Whirlwind Warrior”; Untitled Drawing; “Horse Chief with People”
A Second Poem for Today
By Amy Clampitt
A vagueness comes over everything,
as though proving color and contour
alike dispensable: the lighthouse
extinct, the islands’ spruce-tips
drunk up like milk in the
universal emulsion; houses
reverting into the lost
and forgotten; granite
subsumed, a rumor
in a mumble of ocean.
definition, however, has not been
totally banished: hanging
tassel by tassel, panicled
foxtail and needlegrass,
dropseed, furred hawkweed,
and last season’s rose-hips
are vested in silenced
chimes of the finest,
opens up rooms, a showcase
for the hueless moonflower
corolla, as Georgia
O’Keefe might have seen it,
of foghorns; the nodding
campanula of bell buoys;
the ticking, linear
filigree of bird voices.
In the words of one writer, “Dina Podolsky was born in Moscow in 1953. A graduate of the Moscow Central Art School, she studied book illustration and art history at the renowned Moscow Polygraphic Institute and continued her education at the Bezalel Academy of Art and Design in Jerusalem. Dina Podolsky has been exhibiting extensively for over thirty years and has numerous international shows to her credit. Dina Podolsky now lives and works in Montreal, Canada, thousands of miles away from the land of her birth. These two factors help explain some of the particularities of her artistic approach. The basis of her work is rooted in memories, especially those from her childhood. Time and its fleeting nature constitute the pivotal point around which her entire oeuvre is built. In Dina Podolsky’s paintings, time is expressed through a particular organization of elements in pictorial space, elements that are compartmentalized but that all bear the echo of each other. In addition, the overall style and patina effect the artist uses creates a kind of soft-focused, out-of-time dimension in which motifs and forms seem to emerge or be submerged, depending on the viewer’s perception.”
Below – “Yellow Margartiki”; “Still Life”; “Tea Cup No. 1”; “Fragment of the Past No. 1”; “Four Vintage Bottles”; “Blue Door.”
Musings in Winter: Mary Oliver
“That’s the big question, the one the world throws at you every morning. ‘Here you are, alive. Would you like to make a comment?’”
Below – “No. 5”; “Reflection of the Big Dipper”; “Mural”; “Troubled Queen”; “Watery Paths.”