Wandering in Woodacre – 7 June 2021

Contemporary American Art – Sue Graef

Below – “Barricades and Ducks”; “Haddonfield House”; “Armadillo at the Pond”; “Backstreet”; “Downtown Clearwater”; “Opal.”

This Date in Literary History: Died 7 June 1970 – E. M. Forster, an English novelist, short story writer, dramatist, essayist, literary critic, travel writer, and author of “A Room with a View” and “A Passage to India.”

Some quotes from the work of E. M. Forester:

“We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.”
“It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.”
“We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand, and it is no good moving from place to place to save things; because the shadow always follows. Choose a place where you won’t do harm – yes, choose a place where you won’t do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine.”
“Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice.”
“Long books, when read, are usually overpraised, because the reader wishes to convince others and himself that he has not wasted his time.”
“You confuse what’s important with what’s impressive.”
Adventures do occur, but not punctually.”
“Mistrust all enterprises that require new clothes.”
“‘Life’ wrote a friend of mine, ‘is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.’”

Contemporary Indian Art – Ganesh K

Below (drawings) – “Soondari_20”; “Soondari_28”; “Soondari_26”; “Soondari_17”; “Soondari_15”; “Alagi 31.”

This Date in Literary History: Born 7 June 1917 – Gwendolyn Brooks, an American poet and recipient of the Pulitzer Prize.

“The Crazy Woman”
by Gwendolyn Brooks

I shall not sing a May song.
A May song should be gay.
I’ll wait until November
And sing a song of gray.

I’ll wait until November
That is the time for me.
I’ll go out in the frosty dark
And sing most terribly.

And all the little people
Will stare at me and say,
“That is the Crazy Woman
Who would not sing in May.”

Below – Marshall Lee: “Maybe Crazy Woman at Clear Lake”

Contemporary Czech Art – Marek Hospodarsky

Below – “Winter lucid”; “Maol”; “Silence 2”; “Fairytale”; “Stigma”; “Intention.”

This Date in Literary History: Died 7 June 1967 – Dorothy Parker, an American essayist, short story writer, poet, critic, and satirist.

Some quotes from the work of Dorothy Parker:

“The first thing I do in the morning is brush my teeth and sharpen my tongue.”
“Heterosexuality is not normal, it’s just common.”
“I like to have a martini,
Two at the very most.
After three I’m under the table,
after four I’m under my host.”
“You can lead a horticulture, but you can’t make her think.”
“Brevity is the soul of lingerie.”
“Take me or leave me; or, as is the usual order of things, both.”
“That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.”

Contemporary British Art – Simon Hopkinson

Below – “Downward Direction”; “Alone With Phone four”; “Night Of The Variants”; “Festive Blues”; “Police Presence three”; “Ground Subsided.”

This Date in Literary History: Born 7 June 1954 – Louise Erdrich, an American novelist, poet, two-time recipient of the National Book Critics Circle Award (for “Love Medicine” and “LaRose”), and recipient of the National Book Award (for “The Round House”).

Some quotes from the work of Louise Erdrich:

“When we are young, the words are scattered all around us. As they are assembled by experience, so also are we, sentence by sentence, until the story takes shape.”
“What happens when you let an unsatisfactory present go on long enough? It becomes your entire history.”
“When every inch of the world is known, sleep may be the only wilderness that we have left.”
“Things which do not grow and change are dead things.”
“So what is wild? What is wilderness? What are dreams but an internal wilderness and what is desire but a wildness of the soul?”
“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and being alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You have to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes too near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.”
“Ravens are the birds I’ll miss most when I die. If only the darkness into which we must look were composed of the black light of their limber intelligence. If only we did not have to die at all. Instead, become ravens.”

Contemporary Italian Art – Alessio Mazzarulli

Below (collage) – “No, I’ll not die (n.567)”; “Don’t you see that face? (n.566); “Do let me feel it (n.563)”; “She paused (n.557)”; “Walking by the river (n.521); “Mannequins – 07 – (n.5130”; “It was Monday evening (n.540).”

A Poem for Today

“Stolen Glances”
By John Thornberg

Every time I turn to peer
at my reflection in the mirror,

a cruel bargain comes in play:
the glass takes off another day

from my expected living span.
It’s vanity’s fair payment plan.

Each time I look I pay, alas.
I see already how the glass

has laced its silver in my hair,
my youth was stolen unaware.

The real me just fades away,
glance by glance, day by day,

until too late I’ll turn to see
the mirror has stolen off with me!

Below – Flora Borsi: “See me!” (Photograph)

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