Sentient in Seattle – 26 August 2018

Remembering a Writer on the Date of Her Birth: Born 26 August 1903 – Caroline Pafford Miller, an American author and recipient of the Pulitzer Prize.

Some quotes from the work of Caroline Pafford Miller:

“A parting is sadder than a death, Ma always said, for two people are dead to one another and yet go on living.”
“A heart may be lifted up and cast down in the same moment, as sometimes sunshine comes while rain is falling and builds upward in the sky tall reaches of misty, unlikely beauty.”
“A mother-in-law’s praise says more in a woman’s favor than anything else in the world.”
“Pity makes a thin drink, indeed.”

Art for Summer – Part I of III: J. Torrents Llado (Spanish, 1946-1993)

Below – “Mallorca”; “Belvedere Nenufares”; “Roses (El Poema de Goethe)”

For Your Information: 26 August is National Cherry Popsicle Day in the United States.

Art for Summer – Part II of III: Carlos Loarca (Guatemalan, contemporary)

Below – “Doguitoff Dogs”; “Hermosura del Did”; “Side Line #7”

Remembering a Thinker on the Date of His Death: Died 26 August 1910 – William James, an American psychologist, philosopher, and author of “The Varieties of Religious Experience: A Study in Human Nature.”

Some quotes from the work of William James:

“The world we see that seems so insane is the result of a belief system that is not working. To perceive the world differently, we must be willing to change our belief system, let the past slip away, expand our sense of now, and dissolve the fear in our minds.”
“A great many people think they are thinking when they are merely rearranging their prejudices.”
“The greatest revolution of our generation is the discovery that human beings, by changing the inner attitudes of their minds, can change the outer aspects of their lives.”
“Most unhappiness is caused because people listen to themselves… instead of talking to themselves.”
“Positive images of the future are a powerful and magnetic force… They draw us on and energize us, give us courage and will to take on important initiatives. Negative images of the future also have a magnetism. They pull the spirit downward in the path of despair.”
“If you believe that feeling bad or worrying long enough will change a past or future event, then you are residing on another planet with a different reality system.”
“The great use of life is to spend it for something that will outlast it.”

Art for Summer – Part III of III: Taras Loboda (Ukrainian, contemporary)

Below – “Green Eyes”; “Sue”; “Solange”

For Your Information: 26 August is Go Topless Day (variously known as National Go Topless Day, International Go Topless Day). In the words of one writer, this day “is an annual event held to support the right of women to go topless in public on gender-equality grounds. Topless freedom laws are celebrated and protests are held in states where topless women are prohibited.”

Below – Otto Theodore Gustav Lingner: “Water Nymph”

Contemporary Australian Art – Brett Livingston Strong: Part I of II.

In the words of one writer, “Speaking the language of our new global culture, Strong has displayed an unerring ability to capture the attention of the public at large, winning a fervent, vital market on an enormous scale.”

Below – “Timeless”; “Prehistoric Rose”; “Australia”; “Emerald Rain Forest”; “Tiger”; “Surreal Sea.”

Worth a Thousand Words: The night sky over the Kalahari Desert, Namibia.

Contemporary Australian Art – Brett Livingston Strong: Part II of II.

In the words of one writer, “Unique to our mass media age, his level of success is characterized by broad fame and its attendant myth-making, a lifestyle enjoyed earlier in this century by Picasso, Dali, and Andy Warhol.”

Below – “Tree of Life”; “Cheetahs Running”; “Tango in the Night”; “Mt. Fuji, Japan”; “Vanishing Race”; “Under the Sea.”

Remembering a Writer on the Date of His Birth: Born 26 August 1904 – Christopher Isherwood, an English-American author.

Some quotes from the work of Christopher Isherwood:

“A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity. When for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. It’s as though it had all just come into existence. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present, and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be.”
“We must remember that nothing in this world really belongs to us. At best, we are merely borrowers.”
“Life is not so bad if you have plenty of luck, a good physique, and not too much imagination.”
“Think of two people, living together day after day, year after year, in this small space, standing elbow to elbow cooking at the same small stove, squeezing past each other on the narrow stairs, shaving in front of the same small bathroom mirror, constantly jogging, jostling, bumping against each other’s bodies by mistake or on purpose, sensually, aggressively, awkwardly, impatiently, in rage or in love – think what deep though invisible tracks they must leave, everywhere, behind them!”
“The more I think about myself, the more I’m persuaded that, as a person, I really don’t exist. That is one of the reasons why I can’t believe in any orthodox religion: I cannot believe in my own soul. No, I am a chemical compound, conditioned by environment and education. My ‘character’ is simply a repertoire of acquired tricks, my conversation a repertoire of adaptations and echoes, my ‘feelings’ are dictated by purely physical, external stimuli.”
“The landscape, like Los Angeles itself, is transitional. Impermanence haunts the city, with its mushroom industries–the aircraft perpetually becoming obsolete, the oil which must one day be exhausted, the movies which fill America’s theatres for six months and are forgotten. Many of its houses–especially the grander ones–have a curiously disturbing atmosphere, a kind of psychological dankness which smells of anxiety, overdrafts, uneasy lust, whisky, divorce and lies.”
“But now isn’t simply now. Now is also a cold reminder: one whole day later than yesterday, one year later than last year. Every now is labeled with its date, rendering all past nows obsolete, until — later of sooner — perhaps — no, not perhaps — quite certainly: it will come.”

American Art – Robert Vickrey (1926-2011): Part I of II:

In the words of one writer, Robert Vickrey “was a Massachusetts-based artist and author who specialized in the ancient medium of egg tempera. His paintings are surreal dreamlike visions of sunset shadows of bicycles, nuns in front of mural-painted brick walls, and children playing.”

Below – “Kim”; “Dreaming of Flight”; “Boy with Chalk”; “Rhododendron Shadows”; “Marble Player”; “Kim’s Boat Ride”; “Scott’s Rock.”

Remembering a Writer on the Date of His Death: Died 26 August 1966 – W. W. E. Ross, a Canadian geophysicist and poet.

“The Diver”
by W. W. E. Ross

I would like to dive
Into this still pool
Where the rocks at the bottom are safely deep,

Into the green
Of the water seen from within,
A strange light
Streaming past my eyes-

Things hostile;
You cannot stay here, they seem to say;
The rocks, slime covered, the undulating
Fronds of weed-

And drift slowly
Among the cooler zones;
Then, upward turning,
Break from the green glimmer

Into the light,
White and ordinary of the day;
And the mild air,
With the breeze and the comfortable shore

American Art – Robert Vickrey (1926-2011): Part II of II:

In the words of one writer, “Robert Vickrey was a crucial figure in the mid-twentieth-century renaissance of egg tempera, a demanding technique he explored over six decades.”

Below – “Clam’s Eye View”; “Midwinter Dream”; “Lacy’s Sparkler”; “Sea Wind”; “Girl with White Hat and Balloon”; “Butterfly Net.”

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