This Date in Art History: Died 23 October 1935 – Charles Demuth, an American painter.
Below – “The Jazz Singer”; “The Boat Ride from Sorrento”; “Sail: In Two Movements”; “In Vaudeville (Dancer with Chorus)”; “Trees and Barns Bermuda”; “Wild Orchids.”
This Date in Literary History: Born 23 October 1844 – Robert Bridges, a British poet and Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom 25 July 1913 – 21 April 1930: Part I of II.
by Robert Bridges
Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come,
And bright in the fruitful valleys the streams, wherefrom
Ye learn your song:
Where are those starry woods? O might I wander there,
Among the flowers, which in that heavenly air
Bloom the year long!
Nay, barren are those mountains and spent the streams:
Our song is the voice of desire, that haunts our dreams,
A throe of the heart,
Whose pining visions dim, forbidden hopes profound,
No dying cadence nor long sigh can sound,
For all our art.
Alone, aloud in the raptured ear of men
We pour our dark nocturnal secret; and then,
As night is withdrawn
From these sweet-springing meads and bursting boughs of May,
Dream, while the innumerable choir of day
Welcome the dawn.
Below – Ngan Siu-Mui: “Nightingales in Spring”
Below – “Lake and Mountains”; “Winter Landscape with Pink House”; “Northern Painting”; “Laurentian Landscape”; “Mount Sampson, Maligne Lake”; “Near Lake Superior.”
“The Evening Darkens Over”
by Robert Bridges
The evening darkens over
After a day so bright
The windcapt waves discover
That wild will be the night.
There’s sound of distant thunder.
The latest sea-birds hover
Along the cliff’s sheer height;
As in the memory wander
Last flutterings of delight,
White wings lost on the white.
There’s not a ship in sight;
And as the sun goes under
Thick clouds conspire to cover
The moon that should rise yonder.
Thou art alone, fond lover.
This Date in Art History: Born 23 October 1885 – Lauren Harris, a Canadian painter: Part II of II.
Below – “Mountain Forms”; “Muskoka”; “Waterfall, Algoma”; “Mountain Sketch XC”; “Bridge”; “Morning Sun, Port Munroe.”
“October had the tremendous possibility. The summer’s oppressive heat was a distant memory, and the golden leaves promised the world full of beautiful adventures. They made me believe in miracles.”
Below – Elena Barkhatkova: “Gold of Autumn”
Contemporary American Art – Andres Montoya
Below – “Lament”; “Reflections”; “Parting Landscape”; “Effigy”; “Blue Dog”; “The Nature of Love”; “Mujer Sin Memoria (woman without memory).”
A Poem for Today
by Barry Goldenson
The station platform, clean and broad, his stage
for push-ups, sit-ups, hamstring stretch,
as he laid aside his back pack, from which
his necessaries bulged, as he bulged
through jeans torn at butt, knee and thigh,
in deep palaver with himself—sigh,
chatter, groan. Deranged but common.
We sat at a careful distance to spy
on his performance, beside a woman
in her thirties, dressed as in her teens—
this is L.A.—singing to herself.
How composed, complete and sane
she seemed. A book by the Dalai Lama
in her hands, her face where pain and wrong
were etched, here becalmed, with faint chirps
leaking from the headphones of her walkman.
Not talking. Singing, lost in song.
Below – Norman Lewis: Untitled (Subway Station)