Sentient in San Francisco – 6 June 2020

Contemporary American Art – Kim Manfredi

Below – “Pink”; “We are just another species”; “High Desert Sighting”; “Marianne”; “Very very slightly blacker”; “one who practices painting is called a painter.”

This Date in Intellectual History: Died 6 June 1961 – Carl Jung, an influential Swiss psychiatrist, psychoanalyst, and founder of analytical psychology.

Some quotes from the work of Carl Jung:

“Thinking is difficult, that’s why most people judge.”
“The world will ask you who you are, and if you don’t know, the world will tell you.”
“Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.”
“Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.”
“People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own souls. They will practice Indian yoga and all its exercises, observe a strict regimen of diet, learn the literature of the whole world – all because they cannot get on with themselves and have not the slightest faith that anything useful could ever come out of their own souls.”
“A man likes to believe that he is the master of his soul. But as long as he is unable to control his moods and emotions, or to be conscious of the myriad secret ways in which unconscious factors insinuate themselves into his arrangements and decisions, he is certainly not his own master.”
“If our religion is based on salvation, our chief emotions will be fear and trembling. If our religion is based on wonder, our chief emotion will be gratitude.”
“Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”
“The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are.”
“We are not what happened to us, we are what we wish to become.”
“Life really does begin at forty. Up until then, you are just doing research.”

Contemporary Swiss Art – Natalie Corman

Below- “Interlude I”; “Oslo”; “Fischmarkt 5”;“Goliath ii”; “Elsa in Gold”; “Enzian.”

This Date in Literary History: Born 6 June 1925 – Maxine Kumin, an American poet, novelist, and essayist.

“After Love”
by Maxine Kumin

Afterward, the compromise.
Bodies resume their boundaries.

These legs, for instance, mine.
Your arms take you back in.

Spoons of our fingers, lips
admit their ownership.

The bedding yawns, a door
blows aimlessly ajar

and overhead, a plane
singsongs coming down.

Nothing is changed, except
there was a moment when

the wolf, the mongering wolf
who stands outside the self

lay lightly down, and slept.

Below – Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec: “In Bed”

Contemporary Italian Art – Agostino Veroni

Below – “Beach (516)”; “Tuscan Landscape (1166)”; “San Gimignano, Tuscany (1103)”; “Positano (1)”; “Beach (1169)”; “Venice (1980.”

This Date in Literary History: Born 6 June 1875 – Thomas Mann, a German novelist, short story writer, social critic, essayist, author of “The Magic Mountain” and “Death in Venice,” and recipient of the 1929 Nobel Prize in Literature.

Some quotes from the work of Thomas Mann:

“Laughter is a sunbeam of the soul.”
“In books we never find anything but ourselves. Strangely enough, that always gives us great pleasure, and we say the author is a genius.”
“Tolerance becomes a crime when applied to evil.”
“War is only a cowardly escape from the problems of peace.”
“Art is the funnel, as it were, through which spirit is poured into life.”
“Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunder-storm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year. Even when a new century begins it is only we mortals who ring bells and fire off pistols.”
“If the years of youth are experienced slowly, while the later years of life hurtle past at an ever-increasing speed, it must be habit that causes it. We know full well that the insertion of new habits or the changing of old ones is the only way to preserve life, to renew our sense of time, to rejuvenate, intensify, and retard our experience of time – and thereby renew our sense of life itself. That is the reason for every change of scenery and air.”

Contemporary Austrian Art – Daniel Wimmer

Below – “half”; “cool as hell”; “down is the new up 6”; “sun bath”;
“big white”; “Angela.”

A Poem for Today

by Bradford Tice

I tell myself softly, ‘this is how love begins’—
the air alive with something inconceivable,
seeds of every imaginable possibility
floating across the wet grasses, under
the thin arms of ferns. It drifts like snow
or old ash, settling on the dust of the roadways
as you and I descend into thickets, flanked
by the fragrance of honeysuckle and white

I recall how my grandmother imagined
these wanderers were living beings,
some tiny phylum yet to be classified as life.
She would say they reminded her of maidens
decked in white dresses, waltzing through air.
Even after I showed her the pods from which
they sprang, blossoming like tiny spiders,
she refused to believe.

Now, standing beside you in the crowded
autumn haze, I watch them flock, emerge from
brittle stalks, bursting upon the world as
young lovers do—trysting in the tall grasses,
resting fingers lightly in tousled hair.
Listen, and you can hear them whisper
in the rushes, gazing out at us, wondering—
‘what lives are these?’

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