This Date in Art History: Born 29 June 1890 – Robert Laurent, an American sculptor.
Below – “Goose Girl”; “Mother and Child”; “The Wave”; “Nude”; “The Awakening”; “Mimi.”
“The vital function that pets fulfill in this world hasn’t been fully recognized. They keep millions of people sane.”
Contemporary French Art – Aviva Brooks
Below – “Your Wild Open Life”; “I Think I can – Peripherique”; “The Great Escape”; “Movement 2”; “Two (white) Guys On A Bench”; “VW Beetle.”
This Date in Literary History: Born 29 June 1900 – Antoine de Saint-Exupery, a French writer, poet, journalist, aviator, and author of “The Little Prince” and “Wind, Sand and Stars,” and recipient of the National Book Award.
Some quotes from the work of Antoine de Saint-Exupery:
“Let your dream devour your life, not your life devour your dream.”
“If you want to build a ship, don’t summon people to buy wood, prepare tools, distribute jobs, and organize the work; teach people the yearning for the wide, boundless ocean.”
“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: it is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
“Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.”
“Nothing can match the treasure of common memories, of trials endured together, of quarrels and reconciliations and generous emotions. It is idle, having planted an acorn in the morning, to expect that afternoon to sit in the shade of the oak.”
“Perfection is attained, not when no more can be added, but when no more can be removed.”
Below – “Almendros En Tobarra”; “Primavera Azul”; “Spikes and poppies”; “Irises and Rosemaries”; “Amapolas Mojadas”; “Liberal Media Times.”
A Poem for Today
“Early Sunday Morning”
by Edward Hirsch
I used to mock my father and his chums
for getting up early on Sunday morning
and drinking coffee at a local spot
but now I’m one of those chumps.
No one cares about my old humiliations
but they go on dragging through my sleep
like a string of empty tin cans rattling
behind an abandoned car.
It’s like this: just when you think
you have forgotten that red-haired girl
who left you stranded in a parking lot
forty years ago, you wake up
early enough to see her disappearing
around the corner of your dream
on someone else’s motorcycle
roaring onto the highway at sunrise.
And so now I’m sitting in a dimly lit
café full of early morning risers
where the windows are covered with soot
and the coffee is warm and bitter.
Below – Faud Arief: “An Old Man at the Coffee Shop”
Contemporary Ukrainian Art – Mykhaylo Bokotey
Below – “Winter yard”; “On the other side”: “Loneliness II”; “Chinese Mood”; “Winter forest”; “Red pines”; “Calm Evening.”
A Poem for Today
“One September Afternoon”
by Leo Dangel
Home from town
the two of them sit
looking over what they have bought
spread out on the kitchen table
like gifts to themselves.
She holds a card of buttons
against the new dress material
and asks if they match.
The hay is dry enough to rake,
but he watches her
empty the grocery bag.
He reads the label
on a grape jelly glass
and tries on
the new straw hat again.
Below – Vincent van Gogh: “Still Life with Straw Hat”