We’ve arrived!
New York, 1911, by George Bellows Until recently, the National Gallery in London considered its purview to be European painting of the 13th through 19thcenturies. One has to smile at its recent decision to finally acknowledge America’s coming of age as an artistic powerhouse. It has done so by the acquisition of a 20th century …
How to Draw a Tree (for Sandy)
Along the Bridle Path, by little ol’ me. Early spring in a place I used to ride, a long time ago. We tend to see trees as silhouettes instead of three-dimensional objects. This is because the branches that move toward us in space become smaller as they get closer, obviating the primary visual clue of …
Daydreaming
Canoeing with Shirley and Carol at Adirondack workshop. Life can’t all be fun and games. I set out this morning to write something deep and serious, but events overtook me. (It’s a temporarily rocky road I’m on.) Sue and Brad painting in my front garden during roses-and-peony season. What I really want is to think …
Twisted
Among the missing: Vincent van Gogh’s Vincent on his way to work / The painter on his way to Tarascon, Property of Kulturhistorisches Museum in Magdeburg, Germany (formerly the Kaiser-Friedrich Museum). Missing from the Stassfurt salt mines art repository near Magdeburg, Germany, on April 12, 1945. When I was doing art festivals, I never worked …
Painter of the Running Stream
At Quimperle, 1901, Fritz Thaulow. Where I could plan around expected surgery, an unexpected hospitalization left me unprepared, and I haven’t had anything for you the last few days. Sorry about that. I’d say you have to get up pretty early in the morning to find a painter I’m not familiar with. It figures, then, …