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Monthly Archives: March 2019
“The Birth of the World”
The artist André Masson once likened this large (8-by-6½ feet) canvas [“The Birth of the World” by Joan Miró] in its radicalness to Picasso’s “Les Demoiselles d’Avignon” of 1907. It is still startling that the two are only 18 years … Continue reading
From Llandudno to Cromer
I have a weakness for challenging place names. Mr. Rayner delivers handsomely in his article. I have reviewed [restaurants] from Marazion and Porthleven at the tip of Cornwall to Stornoway and Drumbeg in Scotland’s furthest reaches; from Llandudno in the … Continue reading
Gurning Expressions and Good Craic
I’ve recently locked into “Derry Girls” on Netflix, of which I’ve just encountered this enthusiastic review in The Guardian. For me, a dialect wonk, the series is a bracing dip into Irish brogue, besides good entertainment. The world is ready … Continue reading
“Keeping Busy”
I remember … what my teacher said [about a tree study]. “Your tree is beautiful, Sarah, but I don’t know what an art director is going to do with that tree.” No matter, no mind. I was on my own … Continue reading
“A Girl From Somewhere Else”
I take myself too seriously, probably because I’m a human being. With our big brains and our bigger egos, we can’t help building the case to ourselves and others that we are very important creatures, when really we’re ludicrous. To … Continue reading
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High Cotton in Language Land
[Confession: I hesitate to register enjoyment of language that happens to come from a debate whose seriousness I readily acknowledge. Brexit is beyond my purview, but I hope whatever solution is reached benefits the UK and its citizens. With that … Continue reading
Sports
I’ve studied at every level of American education — elementary through graduate school and law school — and have taught without distinction at most levels as well — middle school, high school, community college, and university. None of this qualifies … Continue reading
“Resolving Uncertainty”
I’m trying to make the musical intervals stick in my head through associated songs, a technique I’ve only just discovered. I’m painting each interval on canvas, first the minor second, exemplified by the theme of the movie “Jaws.” The article excerpted below recommends drawing … Continue reading
“The Skill of Deep Watching”
This essay by Salvatore Scibona, a novelist, speaks to me for its call to transcend the outrage bait, the incitements to be condemnatory, to which we are exposed in so much discourse. His reviving of a more “capacious” meaning of … Continue reading
The Agony of Deaccessioning
This article has useful and graphic information about how and why so many art museums display so little of their collections. At first blush there is ample fodder for irony for persons possessed of the notion that art’s first purpose … Continue reading →