self-portrait
"Phoebe" by Phoebe
sister corrita kent
Here are her rules for art class at Immaculate Heart College in 1968:
(via Brain Pickings)
disposable income
My nephew Evan has a new gallery show in Worcester. And here's a nice piece in the Worcester Magazine about the bhow.
the old masters
Musee des Beaux Arts
W. H. Auden
About suffering they were never wrong,
The old Masters: how well they understood
Its human position: how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood:
They never forgot
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot
Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.
In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water, and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
evan wondolowski
My nephew Evan has another NYT illustration today!
"how can there be a wrong way to make good art?"
"When a literary critic such as James Wood twists himself into a pretzel explaining exactly why the novel he has under review is the wrong kind of good novel, he sounds like nothing so much as a Railtrack official railing against the wrong kind of snow."
David Hare has a lot to say about art and life, fact and fiction.
"Art frequently reminds us that things are never quite as simple as they seem. Nor are people. Journalism is life with the mystery taken out. Art is life with the mystery restored."
the art of e
Here's a piece on my nephew Evan and his art show in Worcester.
sweat
Here's me at a recent big reading at Sweat Records. Artists and writers got three minutes on stage.
who knew?
Nabokov left a manuscript The Original of Laura. He wanted it destroyed. And Van Gogh's notebook may have been found.
summer dress
My old friend Susan Lozoraitis has work in a new art show in Worcester.“As a graduate art student, I didn’t have a lot of money to purchase canvas,” said Lozoraitis, who graduated from Western Connecticut State University in May with a master of fine arts degree. “As an individual, I need to see evidence of the living green world everywhere as a reminder of all that nature provides for our lives. Then, I thought about how gowns are probably worn once and then sit in the closet. The result of putting these ideas together was an ecological vision, “Spring Apparel,” created from recycled clothing.”
