This Date in Art History: Born 26 April 1798 – Eugene Delacroix, a French painter and lithographer.
Below – “Horse Frightened by Storm”; “Liberty Leading the People”; “The Barque of Dante”; “A Young Tiger Playing with its Mother”; “The Women of Algiers”; “Hamlet with Horatio.”
Below – Guernica following the bombardment; Pablo Picasso’s “Guernica,” completed in June 1937.
Contemporary German Art – Ute Rathmann: Part I of II.
Below – “Hommage à Frida Kahlo XII”; “NudeV”; “Hommage à Egon Schiele XXXIV.”
This Date in Literary History: Born 26 April 1889 – Anita Loos, an American screenwriter, playwright, writer, and author of “Gentlemen Prefer Blondes.”
Some quotes from the work of Anita Loos:
“Memory is more indelible than ink.”
“Fate keeps on happening.”
“The wrong side of the tracks is livelier.”
“I don’t think the written word is important in movies anymore and the really great movies are done by great directors who in many cases write their own scripts. I think it’s gotten to be more of a visual thing than an audible thing.”
“And what, for instance, would have happened had Romeo and Juliet lived to middle age, their silhouettes broadened by pasta?”
“The rarest of all things in American life is charm. We spend billions every year manufacturing fake charm that goes under the heading of public relations. Without it, America would be grim indeed.”
“It isn’t that gentlemen really prefer blondes, it’s just that we look dumber.”
“A kiss on the hand may feel very, very good, but a diamond and sapphire bracelet lasts forever.”
“Today there are no fairy tales for us to believe in, and this is possibly a reason for the universal prevalence of mental crack-up. Yes, if we were childish in the past, I wish we could be children once again.”
Contemporary German Art – Ute Rathmann: Part II of II.
Below – “Hommage à Rembrandt X.”
A Poem for Today
by Ted Kooser
Cards in each mailbox,
angel, manger, star and lamb,
as the rural carrier,
driving the snowy roads,
hears from her bundles
the plaintive bleating of sheep,
the shuffle of sandals,
the clopping of camels.
At stop after stop,
she opens the little tin door
and places deep in the shadows
the shepherds and wise men,
the donkeys lank and weary,
the cow who chews and muses.
And from her Styrofoam cup,
white as a star and perched
on the dashboard, leading her
ever into the distance,
there is a hint of hazelnut,
and then a touch of myrrh.
Below (underwater photographs) – “Champagne”; “Embrace”“Dante’s Dance”; “Thetis”; “Voyage”; “Ice Caps.”
“A Little Shiver”
by Barton Sutter
After the news, the forecaster crowed
With excitement about his bad tidings:
Eighteen inches of snow! Take cover!
A little shiver ran through the community.
Children abandoned their homework.
Who cared about the hypotenuse now?
The snowplow driver laid out his long johns.
The old couple, who’d barked at each other
At supper, smiled shyly, turned off the TV,
And climbed the stairs to their queen-size bed
Heaped high with blankets and quilts.
And the aging husky they failed to hear
Scratch the back door, turned around twice
In the yard, settled herself in the snow,
And covered her nose with her tail.