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Observing Without Evaluating in Life and in Therapy. By Dr Linda Berman

Very interesting and this makes me ponder how even in the act of perception there might be unconscious bias , It makes me wonder to what extent by advocating a non-judgemental approach it is attainable in everyday situations. Maybe only approximately.

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Girl On A Balcony Watching A Couple By A Lake – Philip Richard Morris.(1836-1902) Wikioo.

“The ability to observe without evaluating is the highest form of intelligence.”

Jiddu Krishnamurti

Do you have the skills, the wisdom and the self-awareness to observe without evaluating? This is not easy, as many of us tend to jump to quick, unconsidered conclusions and to make speedy, unthinking evaluations of other people, of situations, even of ourselves.

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Alexander Jawlensky. Girl With A Red Bow. 1911. Wikimedia Commons.

“One of the signs of intelligence is to be able to accept the facts without being offended.”

Richard P. Feynman

This quotation complements the one above; it brings in the concept of being offended by ‘the facts’ rather than observing them with an open mind and looking at what may be our own biases, prejudices and rigidities.

I am not implying here that we ‘should’ never be offended…

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POWERFUL VOICES DESERVE TO BE HEARD

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The Dry Heart by Natalia Ginzburg (tr. Frances Frenaye)

Sounds very sad- reminds me of Italo Svevo whom I read so long ago!

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Dating originally from 1947, The Dry Heart is one of Natalia Ginzburg’s earliest and most striking novellas. Slim, precise and utterly haunting, it tells the story of an unhappy marriage; in fact, in many respects, the marriage appears to be a mismatch from the very start…

The story opens with a death when our unnamed narrator, a married woman in her mid-twenties, shoots her husband, Alberto, between the eyes, leaving him for dead.

‘Tell me the truth,’ I said.

‘What truth?’ he echoed. He was making a rapid sketch in his notebook and now he showed me what it was: a long, long train with a big cloud of black smoke swirling over it and himself leaning out of a window to wave a handkerchief.

I shot him between the eyes. (p. 1)

Having failed to elicit the truth from her husband, the woman goes out to a café where…

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All the Beauty in the World: A Museum Guard’s Adventures in Life, Loss and Art by Patrick Bringley (USA)

Sounds very much like ” they also serve who simply stand and watch”. Intriguing and thought provoking.

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This is book number 6 of my 20 books of summer, and it is a really wonderful book, published this year. It is part memoir and part guide to art appreciation, written by Patrick Bringley, who spent a decade working as a guard at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York.

Bringley had been a successful student, and was on his way to launching the glittering New York journalistic career that seemed his for the taking when his brother became seriously ill with cancer, dying tragically young. Broken after his brother’s early death, Bringley sought a refuge, and space to reflect or just to switch off his thoughts, and he found just that inside the timeless rooms of the Met.

But the book is not primarily a grief memoir. It is interesting in so many ways: Bringley is a warm and erudite guide to the art works themselves, and…

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Painting on two wheels

A nice atmosphere conveyed here- a seemingly gentler time!

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This weekend, the Tour de France is in the midst of its mountain stages in the Alps. To mark that, this article looks all too briefly at paintings of cycling.

Bicycles and cycling started to catch on in the middle of the nineteenth century, and by 1868 cyclists were racing against one another in parks in Paris.

manetvelocipediste Édouard Manet (1832–1883), Le Vélocipédiste (The Cyclist) (1871), oil on canvas, 53 × 20 cm, Private collection. Wikimedia Commons. Wikimedia Commons.

Manet’s remarkably early oil sketch Le Vélocipédiste (The Cyclist) from 1871 is probably the first depiction of a cycle by a major painter. Others like Robert Alott followed, still on their ‘penny farthings’ On the Beach at Ostende (1888), below.

alottostendbeach Robert Alott (1859–1910), On the Beach at Ostende (1888), oil on panel, 26 x 53 cm, Private collection. Wikimedia Commons.

korzukhinpetrushkagoes Alexey Korzukhin (1835-1894) Petrushka Goes! (1888), oil on canvas, dimensions not known…

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Porch Swing, Sanford, North Carolina

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The Scottish Colourists

Very lovely!

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Samuel John Peploe (1871 – 1935), Iona Landscape: Rocks, oil on canvas, National Gallery Scotland

Each Scottish Colourist had his own set of specific goals and aims, but between them the four also shared much common ground. They were all born in Scotland in the 1870s to middle class families, and at various different times each visited France to experience the burgeoning avant-garde first hand, returning to Scotland brimming with new ideas. Influences came from Manet, the Impressionists, Cezanne, Matisse and the Fauves, with the Colourists exploring modulations of light, shade and atmospheric effects, often through painting en plein air.

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Eugène Delacroix: Orphan Girl at the Cemetery

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Book review: Things that Fall from the Sky by Selja Ahava (Finnish book of the month)

Interesting point about the need for narratives, an idea which interested Diderot I believe. Dulwich Library used to be in Lordship Lane where I discovered a fascinating book on W.H.Auden.

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Inspired by Phyllis Rose’s The Shelf, I’ve been borrowing books at random from the first shelf of fiction in Dulwich Library, comprising books between ABU and AHE. I was hoping this might help to liberate me a bit from book reviews and canonical lists (I say ‘a bit’ because I’m still working my way through Peter Boxall’s 1001 books… list, and still reserving and ordering books from the library and Amazon based on mainstream book reviews).

Selja Ahava’s Things that Fall from the Sky, then, was a book I would never have come across in the normal course of events: I had heard neither of her (though she is a well-loved author in Finland), nor of the title. Published in Finnish in 2015, it was published in English in 2019 by OneWorld, longlisted for the 2021 Dublin Literary Award and was the…

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“How Nice to Bask Upon the Beach”: A Beachy Birthday in Tulsa with Vernon Duke and Irena Rey

Somehow reminds me of Les Murray “On Home Beaches” with a word or two from a poet from an altogether different clime, John Betjeman!

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Last Friday my wonderful wife Jenny helped me celebrate my birthday in Tulsa with an approximation of beachy Californian living by summoning a small group of friends to our neighborhood tiki bar, the Saturn Room. Squinting (as I did in the photo above), I almost felt I was back at the Tiki-Ti on Sunset Boulevard. It was the best of sloshy bashes; even Oklahoma’s sky pitched in with a cocktail-colored rainbow.

Actually, we were marking two special occasions, my birthday and the cover reveal of Jenny’s utterly original new novel, The Extinction of Irena Ray. Jenny is a forest person, and the painting by Inka Essenhigh ton the front ofThe Extinction really captures that aspect of her personality.

As for me, I’m all about the sea, so indulge me as I sink into another lighthearted Angeleno poem by Vernon Duke.

Santa Monica Beach

How nice to bask…

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