This Date in Art History: Born 17 May 1923 – Anthony Eyton, an English painter: Part I of II.
Below – “Staircase in the Morning”; “Rocking Chair”; “Studio”; “Brixton Market”; “Self-portrait.”
This Date in Literary History: Born 17 May 1873 – Dorothy Richardson, a British author and journalist.
Some quotes from the work of Dorothy Richardson:
“Life is creation – self and circumstances, the raw material.”
“In the midst of the happiness they brought there was always a lurking shadow. The shadow of incompatibility; of the impossibility of being at once bound and free. The garden breeds a longing for the wild; the wild a homesickness for the garden.”
“Life ought to be lived on a basis of silence, where truth blossoms.”
“A happy childhood is perhaps the most-fortunate gift in life.”
“People are themselves when they are children, and not again till they know they’m dying.”
“If the stars are sublime, why should the earth be therefore petty? It is part of a sublime system. If the earth is to be called petty, then the stars must be called petty too. They may not even be inhabited. Perhaps they mean the movement of the vast system going on for ever, while men die. The indestructibility of matter. But if matter is indestructible, it is not what the people who use the phrase mean by matter. If matter is not conscious, man is more than matter. If a small, no matter how small, conscious thing is called petty in comparison with big, no matter how big, unconscious things, everything is made a question of size, which is absurd.”
Below – “Portrait of Liesle”; “Wild flowers”; “The water garden”; “Interior with standing model”; “Figures on a beach, Greece”; “The blue necklace.”
“But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?”
Below – “Blue Lady with Parrots”; “I Love Chrysanthemums”; “Ladies with Warermelons”; “Gauguin? Ting?”; “It Is Very Hot Here”; “Goya’s Lover.”
This Date in Literary History: Born 17 May 1939 – Gary Paulsen, an American writer and author of “My Life in Dog Years.”
Some quotes from the work of Gary Paulsen:
“I owe everything I am and everything I will ever be to books.”
“If books could have more, give more, be more, show more, they would still need readers who bring to them sound and smell and light and all the rest that can’t be in books. The book needs you.”
“Words are alive–when I’ve found a story that I love, I read it again and again, like playing a favorite song over and over. Reading isn’t passive–I enter the story with the characters, breathe their air, feel their frustrations, scream at them to stop when they’re about to do something stupid, cry with them, laugh with them. Reading for me, is spending time with a friend. A book is a friend. You can never have too many.”
“We make a mistake in thinking we own pets – the animals open their lives up and make us a part of them.”
“It was as though I had been dying of thirst and the librarian had handed me a five gallon bucket of water. I drank and drank. The only reason I am here and not in prison is because of that woman. I was a loser, but she showed me the power of reading.”
“We don’t like to think of ourselves as prey—it is a lessening thought—but the truth is that in our arrogance and so-called knowledge we forget that we are not unique. We are part of nature as much as other animals, and some animals—sharks, fever-bearing mosquitoes, wolves and bear, to name but a few—perceive us as a food source, a meat supply, and simply did not get the memo about how humans are superior. It can be shocking, humbling, painful, very edifying and sometimes downright fatal to run into such an animal.”
“Name the book that made the biggest impression on you. I bet you read it before you hit puberty. In the time I’ve got left, I intend to write artistic books – for kids – because they’re still open to new ideas.”
“I spent uncounted hours sitting at the bow looking at the water and the sky, studying each wave, different from the last, seeing how it caught the light, the air, the wind; watching patterns, the sweep of it all, and letting it take me. The sea.”
“I tried to contain myself… but I escaped!”
Below – “Venus”; “Red Horse, Orange Background”; “Lady in Pink”; “Four Nudes”; “Bare Back Rider”; “Do You Like Cool Breeze?.”
“The Art of Being”
by Anne Coray
The fern in the rain breathes the silver message.
Stay, lie low. Play your dark reeds
and relearn the beauty of absorption.
There is nothing beyond the rotten log
covered with leaves and needles.
Forget the light emerging with its golden wick.
Raise your face to the water-laden frond.
A thousand blossoms will fall into your arms.