This Date in Art History: Born 4 April 1843 – William Henry Jackson, an American photographer and painter. In the words of one writer, Jackson was a “geological survey photographer and an explorer famous for his images of the American West.”
Below – Survey Camp, Yellowstone National Park, 1871; Restored photochrom print of Hotel del Coronado in Coronado, California, circa 1900; F. V. Hayden Expedition, Wyoming, 1871; Pike’s Peak and Garden of the Gods, circa 1871-1872; The “W,” Pike’s Peak Carriage Road, 1885; The Royal Gorge – Grand Canon of Arkansas, circa 1882.
This Date in American History: Died 4 April 1968 – Martin Luther King Jr., an American minister, civil rights activist, proponent of nonviolence and civil disobedience, and recipient of the 1964 Nobel Peace Prize.
Some quotes from the work of Martin Luther King Jr.:
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.”
“But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars.”
“Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.”
“Intelligence plus character-that is the goal of true education.”
“Everybody can be great…because anybody can serve. You don’t have to have a college degree to serve. You don’t have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.”
“We must come to see that the end we seek is a society at peace with itself, a society that can live with its conscience.”
“We must live together as brothers or perish together as fools.”
“The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.”
Below – “The River Seine at Chatou”; “Barges on the Seine”; “White Sailboat at Chatou”; “Town on the Bank of a Lake”; “Le post de Poissy”; “Village.”
A Poem for Today
by Galway Kinnell
Crying only a little bit
is no use. You must cry
until your pillow is soaked!
Then you can get up and laugh.
Then you can jump in the shower
Then you can throw open your window
and, “Ha ha! ha ha!”
And if people say, “Hey
what’s going on up there?”
“Ha ha!“ sing back, “Happiness
was hiding in the last tear!
I wept it! Ha ha!”
Below – Shirley Stoetzer: “Laughing Man”
Contemporary British Art – Miss Aniela
Below (photographs) – “Ode to Shalott”; “Swan Lake”; “Away with the Canaries”; “Kai Face”; “Risen Rose”; “An Impromptu Performance.”
Some quotes from the work of Maya Angelou:
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
“We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.”
“Courage is the most important of all the virtues because without courage, you can’t practice any other virtue consistently.”
“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”
“I did then what I knew how to do. Now that I know better, I do better.”
“You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.”
“My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style.”
Contemporary British Art – Jeremy Allan
Below – “Blue Woman and Peaches”; “Resting in an orange field”; “Down by the Tall Grass”; “Weightless”; “Reflections”; “Roman Mirage.”
by Mary Oliver
Even the oldest of trees continues its wonderful labor.
Hummingbird lives in one of them.
He’s there for the white blossoms, and the secrecy.
The blossoms could be snow, with a dash of pink.
At first the fruit is small and green and hard.
Everything has dreams, hope, ambition.
If I could I would always live in such shining obedience
where nothing but the wind trims the boughs.
I am sorry for every mistake I have made in my life.
I’m sorry I wasn’t wiser sooner.
I’m sorry I ever spoke of myself as lonely.
Oh, love, lay your hands upon me again.
Some of the fruit ripens and is picked and is delicious.
Some of it falls and the ants are delighted.
Some of it hides under the snow and the famished deer are saved.
Below – Varun Tandon: “Lovers Kissing Under Tree”