Sentient in San Francisco – 2 July 2019

This Date in Art History: Born 2 July 1877 – Rinaldo Cuneo, an American artist knows as “the painter of San Francisco: Part I of iI.

Below – “Bay Area Hills”; “The Embarcadero at Night”; ““Owens Valley”; Untitled (Baker Beach, near San Francisco); “Cityscape”; “Town and Hills, Utah.”

This Date in Literary History: Died 2 July 2016 – Elie Wiesel, a Romanian-born American writer, political activist, Holocaust survivor, author of “Night,” and recipient of the 1986 Nobel Peace Prize.

Some quotes from the work of Elie Wiesel:

“What hurts the victim most is not the cruelty of the oppressor, but the silence of the bystander.”
“I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.”
“The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.”
“Sometimes we must interfere. When human lives are endangered, when human dignity is in jeopardy, national borders and sensitivities become irrelevant. Whenever men or women are persecuted because of their race, religion, or political views, that place must – at that moment – become the center of the universe.”
“There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest.”
“Human suffering anywhere concerns men and women everywhere.”

This Date in Art History: Born 2 July 1877 – Rinaldo Cuneo, an American artist knows as “the painter of San Francisco: Part II of iI.

Below – “Northern California”; “Farm and Earth Patterns”; “Still Life with Dahlias”; “The Streets of San Francisco”; “View of Alcatraz”; “Still life with Anjou pears, apples and copper pot.”

This Date in Literary History: Born 2 July 1923 – Wislawa Szymborska, a Polish poet, essayist, translator, and recipient of the 1996 Nobel Prize in Literature.

Some quotes from the work of Wislawa Szymborska:

“Inspiration is not the exclusive privilege of poets or artists. There is, there has been, there will always be a certain group of people whom inspiration visits. It’s made up of all those who’ve consciously chosen their calling and do their job with love and imagination. Difficulties and setbacks never quell their curiosity. A swarm of new questions emerges from every problem that they solve. Whatever inspiration is, it’s born from a continuous ‘I don’t know.’”
“I’m old-fashioned and think that reading books is the most glorious pastime that humankind has yet devised.”
“This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.”
“Any knowledge that doesn’t lead to new questions quickly dies out: it fails to maintain the temperature required for sustaining life.”
“No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.”
“Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through.”
“I like being near the top of a mountain. One can’t get lost here.”
“At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn’t possible to save mankind.”

Contemporary American Art: Andrea Deschambeault

Below – “Primordial Giveness”; “Tyranny of History”; “Studio”; “The Harsh Light of Human Experience”; “Prospect”; “La Jouissance.”

This Date in Literary History: Died 2 July 1961 – Ernest Hemingway, an American novelist, short story writer, journalist, author of “In Our Time” and “The Sun Also Rises,” and recipient of the 1954 Nobel Prize in Literature.

Some quotes from the work of Ernest Hemingway:

“Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.”
“The rain will stop, the night will end, the hurt will fade. Hope is never so lost that it can’t be found.”
“The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed.”
“Critics are men who watch a battle from a high place then come down and shoot the survivors.”
“Worry a little bit every day and in a lifetime you will lose a couple of years. If something is wrong, fix it if you can. But train yourself not to worry: Worry never fixes anything.”
“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.”
“I drink to make other people more interesting.”
“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.”
“There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow men. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self.”
“Today is only one day in all the days that will ever be.”
“My only regret in life is that I did not drink more wine.”
“Now is no time to think of what you do not have. Think of what you can do with what there is.”
“Always do sober what you said you’d do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.”

Contemporary Australian Art – Sandra Jenkins

Below – “blueberry meringues #2”; “Pink flowering gum and vases”; “strawberry panna cotta #1”; “Turquoise vase and pink flowering gum”; “White Iris #2”; “blueberry meringues #1.”

This Date in Literary History: Born 2 July 1877 – Hermann Hesse, a German-born Swiss poet, novelist, painter, author of “Steppenwolf,” and recipient of the 1948 Nobel Prize in Literature.

Some quotes from the work of Hermann Hesse:

“Whoever wants music instead of noise, joy instead of pleasure, soul instead of gold, creative work instead of business, passion instead of foolery, finds no home in this trivial world of ours.”
“Within you there is a stillness and sanctuary to which you can retreat at any time and be yourself.”
“To achieve the possible, we must attempt the impossible again and again.”
“You must find your dream, then the way becomes easy.”
“I have no right to call myself one who knows. I was one who seeks, and I still am, but I no longer seek in the stars or in books; I’m beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn’t pleasant, it’s not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves.”
“To hold our tongues when everyone is gossiping, to smile without hostility at people and institutions, to compensate for the shortage of love in the world with more love in small, private matters; to be more faithful in our work, to show greater patience, to forgo the cheap revenge obtainable from mockery and criticism: all these are things we can do.”
“Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.”
“If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn’t part of ourselves doesn’t disturb us.”
“We kill at every step, not only in wars, riots and executions. We kill when we close our eyes to poverty, suffering and shame. In the same way all disrespect for life, all hard-heartedness, all indifference, all contempt is nothing else than killing.”
“What you call passion is not spiritual force, but friction between the soul and the outside world.”
“I live in my dreams — that’s what you sense. Other people live in dreams, but not in their own. That’s the difference.”
“Learn what is to be taken seriously and laugh at the rest.”
“Every experience has its element of magic.”

Contemporary American Art – Shima Rabiee

Below – “Innocent night”; “Chinese flowers”; “San Francisco Marina”; “Raspberries”; “Sunshine”; “Morning Glow.”

A Poem for Today

“The Romance of Middle Age”
by Mary Meriam

Now that I’m fifty, let me take my showers
at night, no light, eyes closed. And let me swim
in cover-ups. My skin’s tattooed with hours
and days and decades, head to foot, and slim
is just a faded photograph. It’s strange
how people look away who once would look.
I didn’t know I’d undergo this change
and be the unseen cover of a book
whose plot, though swift, just keeps on getting thicker.
One reaches for the pleasures of the mind
and heart to counteract the loss of quicker
knowledge. One feels old urgencies unwind,
although I still pluck chin hairs with a tweezer,
in case I might attract another geezer.

Below – Becky Kim: “A Woman”

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