Sentient in San Francisco – 2 October 2019

This Date in Art History: Died 2 October 1953 – John Marin, an American painter.

Below – “Hudson River Valley”; “Small Pond, Maine”; “Brooklyn Bridge”; “Autumn Scene”; “Hurricane.”

This Date in Literary History: Died 2 October 2005 – August Wilson, an American playwright, author of “Century Cycle,” and two-time recipient of the Pulitzer Prize.

Some quotes fro the work of August Wilson:

“I believe in the American theatre. I believe in its power to inform about the human condition, its power to heal … its power to uncover the truths we wrestle from uncertain and sometimes unyielding realities.”
“Confront the dark parts of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing.”
“All of art is a search for ways of being, of living life more fully.”
“All you need in the world is love and laughter. That’s all anybody needs. To have love in one hand and laughter in the other.”
“Blues is the bedrock of everything I do. All the characters in my plays, their ideas and their attitudes, the stance that they adopt in the world, are all ideas and attitudes that are expressed in the blues.”
“I am not a historian. I happen to think that the content of my mother’s life – her myths, her superstitions, her prayers, the contents of her pantry, the smell of her kitchen, the song that escaped from her sometimes parched lips, her thoughtful repose and pregnant laughter – are all worthy of art.”
“I’m trying to take culture and put it onstage, demonstrate it is capable of sustaining you. There is no idea that can’t be contained by life: Asian life, European life, certainly black life. My plays are about love, honor, duty, betrayal – things humans have written about since the beginning of time.”

This Date in Art History: Died 2 October 1971 – Jessie Arms Botke, an American painter.

Below – “Ducks”; “Flamingos, Swans, Egrets, and Birds at a Waterhole”; “Three Tropical Birds”; “Young Geese in a Birch Wood”; “White Necked Crane.”


This Date in Literary History: Born 2 October 1904 – Graham Greene, an English novelist, playwright, and essayist,

Some quotes from the work of Graham Greene:

“Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.”
“Our worst enemies here are not the ignorant and simple, however cruel; our worst enemies are the intelligent and corrupt.”
“Hate is a lack of imagination.”
“It is always of interest to know what strikes another human being as remarkable.”
“One’s life is more formed, I sometimes think, by books than by human beings: it is out of books one learns about love and pain at second hand. Even if we have the happy chance to fall in love, it is because we have been conditioned by what we have read, and if I had never known love at all, perhaps it was because my father’s library had not contained the right books.”
“When we are not sure, we are alive.”
“Human nature is not black and white but black and grey.”
“There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.”


Contemporary South Korean Art – Gyunghwa Roh

Below – “Indeterminacy And Uncertainty”; “The woman who doesn’t breathe, And landscapes”; “A self portrait in a botanical garden.”


This Date in Literary History: Born 2 October 1941 – Diana Hendry, an English poet and author.

“Nasturtiums”
by Diana Hendry

Love should be like nasturtiums
shot through with sunshine and fire,
easily available, simply exuberant.

Love should be like nasturtiums
ignoring the obvious season of spring,
waiting until the summer is almost
over then going for it, rampant
running wild, catching on.

Love should be like nasturtiums
able to flourish on the poorest soil,
useful and beautiful, happy
anywhere. Enduring, common.


Contemporary Ukrainian Art – Dmytro Bryzhak

Below – “Sunshine”; “Morn”; “Moonlight”; “Pink”; “Inside look”; “Iris.”

This Date in Literary History: Born 2 October 1879 – Wallace Stevens, an American poet and recipient of the Pulitzer Prize.

“The House Was Quiet and The World Was Calm”
by Wallace Stevens

The house was quiet and the world was calm.
The reader became the book; and summer night

Was like the conscious being of the book.
The house was quiet and the world was calm.

The words were spoken as if there was no book,
Except that the reader leaned above the page,

Wanted to lean, wanted much most to be
The scholar to whom his book is true, to whom

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
The house was quiet because it had to be.

The quiet was part of the meaning, part of the mind:
The access of perfection to the page.

And the world was calm. The truth in a calm world,
In which there is no other meaning, itself

Is calm, itself is summer and night, itself
Is the reader leaning late and reading there.

Below – Karen Whitworth: “Jaidyn Reading a Book”

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