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The Scottish Colourists
Very lovely!
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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Samuel John Peploe at National Gallery Scotland
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Samuel John Peploe at wikiwand
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This Painting
Orphan Girl at the Cemetery at The Louvre
Orphan Girl at the Cemetery at wikiwand
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Eugène Delacroix- Virtual Tour
Eugene Delacroix at The Art Story
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Eugene Delacroix at The Louvre
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~Sunnyside
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.
Translated by Emily and Fleur Jeremiah
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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Somehow reminds me of Les Murray “On Home Beaches” with a word or two from a poet from an altogether different clime, John Betjeman!
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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Has a gentle warmth!
Poem:
I want to get lost in a summer’s day where I send my worries away on a breeze in moments infinitely fleeting they touch you so gently leaving before you can catch your breath again it’s in those moments that you find me and I smile as little fragments of us dance through my heartbeat and the memories remain upon my skin
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“Painted in 1897, Confidence captures a couple in a private moment of conversation, the woman’s lips slightly parted as she leans in to speak, the man’s head lowered in a posture of concentration. The intimacy of the scene is emphasized by the extremely close vantage point, with both heads abruptly cropped by the edges of the canvas. Renoir’s focus is on the figures’ overlapping profiles, which interlock like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. The dialogue between their forms is heightened by the light that enters from the direction of the viewer, reflecting off the side of the man’s face while casting the woman’s features into shadow. At the same time, the scene is unified by the warm, restrained palette of cream, russet, and…
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Wenige Gärten sind…
Lilian Stannard: A Cottage Garden (o.J.)
Hungerlyrik
Form? Das sind keine Verse mehr,
Das sind verletzte Vögel,
Die am Boden liegen,
Flattern hilflos wild umher,
Werden nie mehr fliegen.
Inhalt? Gedankenfetzen nur,
Die schreien und beschreiben,
Was ins Auge schneidet
Grell von außen, Reimkultur,
Die am Nachbild leidet.
Der Sommer stirbt schon wieder,
Erste Blätter fallen von den Bäumen,
So ist es auch mit Segnungen und Träumen,
Die sterben alle weg.
Wenige Gärten sind:
Still und schön, da blüht der Tag noch länger,
Die Rosen duften über den Zaun
Mit gelben Lilien, Lavendel und Rosmarin,
Dort zieht‘s mich immer hin.
Dem Abend folgt ein trüber Morgen,
Was gestern leuchtete, ist heute tot;
Früh ging der Schnitter aus dem Hause,
Nun macht er kurz Pause, trinkt Wasser
Und isst sein trockenes Brot.
Der Parkplatz haut mir seine hässliche Größe ins Gesicht,
Die Neubausiedlung grüßt mich mit steriler Einfalt,
Das Windrad dreht…
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White peony in black and white
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Autism and being lonely
I really appreciate your bravery in coming to some appreciation of painful past experiences.
Is feeling lonely as an autistic any different than the neurotypical experience?
It is the height of summer in northern Michigan here in the USA. Yesterday was the 4th of July, and it is a huge birthday party for the country all over. There are traditional get togethers, family camp outs, cook outs, beach parties, boating parties, baseball games, volleyball games, sand castle building, swimming, and loads of other summer activities, followed by huge displays of fireworks in every city. small or large.
We have a small home in a small community on Lake Huron. We live only 2 blocks from a public park with a beach. The park is the location of the “official” city fireworks, so very early in the day people begin to gather in the park. by noon, the side streets in this are are filled with cars of people going to the park.
My husband…
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