Weekly paintings

Garden, 9″x12″ on canvas panel.

 

I began this during a late snowfall this winter.

House in Snow, 9″x12″, oil on canvas board.

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Art and war

Two films that were made with war as unusual backdrops for their narratives were Joseph Losey’s 1948 ‘Boy with Green Hair’, and ten years later, an adaptation of Joyce Cary’s 1944 book, The Horse’s Mouth’.

I first saw ‘The Boy with Green Hair’ as a child and it impressed me for its individualist and political stance. Where I grew up, conformity was not especially the norm, but diversity of ethnicities and intellectualism was. So the kid wakes up one day with green hair, it wasn’t the tragedy of being left an orphan from war. ‘The realization about his parents and the work helping the orphans makes Peter turn very serious, and he is further troubled when he overhears the adults around him talking about the world preparing for another war.’

Joseph Losey was a brilliant ‘filmmaker in exile’ for most of his long career. He was a target for the House Un-American Activities Committee and fled to London to pursue his work in peace. This film was one of his more idealistic and fantastical pieces critiquing governmental (American, Russian, British, French and Chines) policies, ‘couched in terms of fantasy and fable.’ 

The writer Dan Callahan aptly describes the film’s main arc: 

‘The Boy with Green Hair was an allegory about war and intolerance produced by Dore Schary, a cornball fellow who liked to make little “message” pictures. Many of Schary’s other productions have dated, but The Boy with Green Hair survives well, though it takes a bit too much on its shoulders. It’s an extreme attack on conformity, staunchly anti-war and anti-nuclear. Whilst Fritz Lang undoubtedly influenced his handling of mob scenes, Losey differs from Lang in his volatile identification with his characters. The scene that sticks in this respectable debut is the one where Dean Stockwell, such a touchingly serious child, is forced to give up his individuality, his green hair, in order to please the people of the small town he lives in. Though restrained, the scene is almost tragic, and Losey puts all of his energy behind it. Already he was showing his talent for emotional collisions that cut to the bone without caution.’

The Harvard Film Series has a great offering of classic and current films.

Another tour de force on individuality, Joyce Cary depicted his character Gulley Jimson in The Horse’s Mouth, as an anarchist, drawing on ‘pre-war bohemian life, and is notably sharp on the mundane realities of survival on the breadline, in the vein of Orwell’s social reportage.’ In fact, George Orwell recommended Cary’s earlier novels to the ‘Liberal Book Club’. Cary’s themes in most of his books centered on freedom and liberty, qualities being threatened during WWII.

Directed by Ronald Neame, Alec Guinness portrays the lead character Jimson, loosely patterned by Cary after his friend the poet Dylan Thomas.  Guinness constructs a prankster’s paradise for a wily painter who resorts to subterfuge and lies to feed his obsession; art as life. I read the book after seeing the film in the early 80’s and it remains a favorite, for both laughs and inspiration.

 

Bruce Eder, from a 2002 Criterion review:

‘Here, unusually, the paintings really do matter. They’re not copies of well-known classics, as in most artist biopics—they were executed by John Bratby, a leading member of the group of English provincial realists who came to be known, rather unfortunately, as the “Kitchen Sink” school. In truth, Bratby would be better described as an expressionist, in view of his vigorous sculpting of paint, even if his preferred subject matter was often domestic. But in The Horse’s Mouth he lends his talent to the tradition of English artists, from William Blake to Stanley Spencer, who wanted to connect the visionary with the vulgar; this is surely what Bratby, Neame, and Guinness do magnificently in the film’s moments of epiphany. Gulley contemplating his sinewy impasto foot by candlelight, or first seeing the wall that will bear his mural masterpiece—these are rare moments when we actually feel something of the artist’s imagination. And in terms of the film’s prescience it is worth noting that Bratby temporarily gave up painting and wrote a novel called ‘Breakdown’ in 1960, because his work had become unfashionable as American Abstract Expressionism swept the world. It’s tempting to feel that life here was imitating art.’

Brad Leithauser says: ‘His is not the calculated stoicism or liberated detachment of the born philosopher. Rather, it’s the sangfroid of someone who must check his emotions because their fervor continually threatens to undo him. Gulley is forever having to squelch his rage. His is the simmering calm of a man who feels a fire roaring underneath him. 

… it seems the one burning hottest and longest is a conviction that he is destined, as an uncompromisingly innovative artist, to remain an unappreciated soul in his lifetime. Although he shrugs off his neglect with a witty mordancy (“Walls have been my salvation…. Walls and losing my teeth young, which prevented me from biting bus conductors and other idealists”), he carries within him, as he wanders the streets of London, an affronted notion of his own civic inconsequence.

Joyce Cary once wrote of his most famous creation, “Jimson, as an original artist, is always going over the top into No Man’s Land, and knows that he will probably get nothing for his pains and enterprise but a bee-swarm of bullets, death in frustration, and an unmarked grave. He makes a joke of life because he dare not take it seriously.’

 

The Criterion Collection, an offshoot of Janus Films,  distributes consumer versions of classic and contemporary films.

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July paintings

More new work from my series on handmade canvas panels.

‘July’ – is the month for celebration, color and heat. 9″x12″.

 

The one below is titled ‘Besamé Mucho’, oil on canvas panel 12″x12″. Literal translation: Kisses me a lot. While painting, I listened to the song from the CD ‘Jim Hall & Basses’. It was written in 1940 by a young Mexican, Consuelo Velázquez, before her sixteenth birthday. 

According to Velázquez, she was inspired by an aria from the Spanish 1916 opera ‘Goyescas’ by Enrique Granados. 
One of the finest bass players in the world, I had the privilege of seeing Jim Hall at the Monterey Jazz Festival in 1997. As a teenager, I played Granados’ incredibly romantic music on the piano.

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June gardens

The gardens are thriving with all the rain we had this spring and early summer. It’s also been temperate for this time of year, dropping into the 60’s at night. Very few pests and I attribute that to my swaths of ‘meadow’ – grass that I let go long. I noticed families of bats flitting back and forth over the gardens at dusk, ladybugs on various plants in the daytime, and hundreds of fireflies. The firefly babies are the carnivores who eat the bad guys in early spring.

Sadly, my township ordinance doesn’t allow free standing meadows ‘within 300 feet of residencies’, so I was forced to trim the biggest area visible to the neighbors who tattled on me. I did rebel and leave an area long, to the far side of garden. These township ordinances need to be rethought, as many of the traditional pests – mosquitoes, aphids, cabbage worms- could be prevented through simple measures like allowing hedgerows and wild areas for overwintering insects, birds and toads. More farmers and gardeners across the country are returning to methods used for generations before pesticides were invented.

I planted my lettuces, arugula, radicchio, sorrel and dandelions very closely together. They’ve been providing wonderful salads since late May. These are a mix from Johnny’s Selected Seeds in Maine (I’ve been buying from them since the 1970’s!) and Jung Seeds in Wisconsin.

 

I have never been able to grow cabbage like this- coleslaw with homegrown apples coming soon…

 

The zucchini looks healthy too, no vine borers….yet.

 

A small plot of Silver Queen corn should offer some tasty eating come late July or August.

 

This is a baby winter squash called ‘Sunshine’ from Johnny’s. It’s a scarlet fruited Kabocha type hybrid developed in 2004, that rated highly in trials throughout the US and Canada. I hope to be making a fall pie from the few that I have dotted around the gardens.

 

Monarda attracts bees and butterflies and smells and looks lovely in the garden. I got my native versions from Redbud Nurseries in Glen Mills, PA.

 

These are beautiful and unique lilies that I bought from the Delaware Valley Daylily Society at a church garden sale in Paoli a few years ago. 

I also had some good press for my  SAITA coordinating efforts for Maysie’s Farm. Red Flag Media publishes GRID, a free Philly magazine that is also readable in a cool netbook online. Pg 6 is where they highlighted the workshop series. The Philly Inquirer has graciously been putting us into their weekly gardening calendar and Lancaster Farming also has the workshops listed in their event calendar.

And the Chester County Buy Fresh, Buy Local Food Guide is finally published- pdf format available at the link. Some of my photos from the ’08 farm tour are in the guide. Nicely done with help from various local groups, including the CCPlanning Commission.

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Paintings of summer

…a couple more small paintings from the same series. I have so many fireflies in my yard that it’s magical out there during the evenings. Will have to try to get pics.

Both are 9″x12″, available either here (my EShop) or in my Etsy and 1000 Markets shops.

Fireflies

 

Orange Crush

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June paintings

New small paintings from the last couple of weeks. I made the panels myself by cutting up masonite and attaching the canvas. I much prefer this type of panel over the versions I’d been using, simply because they’re a little more rigid and sturdy.

These all derive from a much larger painting that was scarred beyond repair, from my relocations for jobs, back and forth across the country. I find it liberating to paint over the original work, and the previous color and composition inform much of the new paintings. 

All are 9″x12″, available either here (my EShop) or in my Etsy and 1000 Markets shops.

Deep Blue

 

These are the Days

 

June

 

Summer



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Artists turned writers…and breaking news

Two pop icons died today. One updated Astaire’s (and Kelly’s) moves, followed PT Barnum’s model for showbiz and blazed through the ’70’s and 80’s. The other was known for her hair more than her acting. I listened to part of a newscast about Michael Jackson and while the claim was that he broke the racial barrier in music in modern times, that’s a bit overstated. Ray Charles refused to play to segregated audiences in the 1950’s in Augusta, GA and was sued by the promoter. 

“I told the promoter that I didn’t mind segregation, except that he had it backwards. . . After all, I was black and it only made sense to have the black folk close to me. . . Let him sue. I wasn’t going to play. And I didn’t. And he sued. And I lost.” 

courtesy minorjive.

…in Jackson’s honor I give you Mr. A in ‘Say it With Firecrackers’. 

youtube disabled the embedded video- watch it here.

Sharon Butler’s Two Coats of Paint is a blog I follow and she always has interesting posts. Today in a guest blog post on Art21 she wrote about Mel Bochner‘s new book, ‘Solar System and Rest Rooms: Writings and Interviews, 1965-2007’. Out of work as a young artist in 1965, he was paid $2.50 per review by Arts Magazine for about $30 each month, earning his rent at the time.

An excerpt from the book:

Competency, craftsmanship, and professionalism lend these large painting-constructions a certain interest. Into shallow spaces constructed behind a heavily surfaced canvas, small wooden abstract shapes are placed in the manner of meticulous Nevelson. The keyed-down color, non-referential shapes, and small esoteric numerals and arrows do not quite achieve an intended aura of mystery. If Bonevardi aspires to enigma, his all-too-familiar international vocabulary is incapable of expressing it.

Butler goes on to say that Bonevardi did well despite Bochner’s review and his work resides in collections at MOMA and the Guggenheim.

 

Blogging for the mortgage payment isn’t a bad idea.

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Wet strawberries, tractors and canvas panels

It’s not always evident to the home gardener how much time goes into actual picking. Life is dictated by weather and gathering the fruits of one’s labor – which becomes just more laborious. I’ve been out almost daily to pick strawberries since late May. Over the past week it’s been so wet that I missed a few days and the berries are now rotting.

After making about 14 pints of jam and freezing 8 quarts, I’m not that unhappy to be at the end of the season. This morning was spent picking, cutting up berries that were spoiling in the fridge, freezing another quart and thinking about one last batch of jam. I’ve also been eating the berries about three times a day. Is it possible to get too many antioxidants? Apparently not from strawberries.

I spent a few hours on Saturday visiting a neighbor gardener’s organic raised beds on 1/2 Acre. Liz Alakszay is an adjunct professor at Keller School of Management, an instructor of sustainable small scale backyard food production at West Chester Night School and a grower of custom heirloom and open pollinated vegetable and herb transplants. I took a container class from her, offered by my township a month or so ago and discovered how much healthier plants are after 2-3 transplants and not just the one time I was accustomed to doing. She has the neatest raised beds I’ve ever seen. Her broccoli was hidden safely under Reemay, her peas were prolific and her potatoes were already twice the size of my own plants. It ain’t fair I tell ya.

raised bed overview.

 

herbs along the back wall of her house.

 

On Sunday I had a SAITA tractor maintenance all day workshop with Shane LaBrake at Charlestown Farm. Shane is an agricultural consultant and explained the inner workings of tractor engines. I’m at a loss to explain the details but you can find the workshop notes here. You’ll need to scroll down to my June 16 post.

After hearing Shane talk about safety in the field and all the precautions needed before heading out on the old John Deere, I realized how lucky I’ve been. My early twenties were spent haying a 300 Acre farm in Nova Scotia and I was driving an old 1940’s tractor with no seat belt or anything else that could be considered a safety measure. We used a hay rake, a baler and a cutter. There was a scary bunny maiming brush cutter that I wasn’t allowed on, being the only girl of the crew. While we knew back then about unfortunate farm accidents, I can’t say that we were ever as careful as I would be now.

Then my task was to finish up gluing the front of homemade canvas panels that I began yesterday. I have a couple of huge paintings from years ago that have been so scarred and scuffed in my travels back and forth across the country that they’re damaged beyond repainting them. So I decided to cut the largest at about 5.5′ x 8′ into more manageable pieces to be backed with masonite. Some painters consider 30″x40″ to be huge, but for me the 90’s were all about exploring size and space in two dimensions. I love painting that large, but it takes months to finish a piece and they certainly don’t travel well. It’s amazing to think that Morris Louis did most of his own giant works in a small 12’x12′ dining room, unfurling them to paint and then re-rolling them for storage.

I now have 4 panels drying under heavy art books. There are many ways to do it, but the main thing is to remember that the canvas should be removeable at some point for conservation purposes, so you don’t want to use permanent glue. Here are some pics I grabbed from other sites that show the process. And a couple of links, at My French Easel and Deb Schmit, a Montana artist, sent me her own process. She uses plywood and a table saw. I had to get the guy at Home Depot to cut up the masonite for me. 

Tomorrow I’ll test them out and the fun will begin.

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Flower paintings and early summer

June has been rainy and cool here in southeastern PA, and the peonies are sadly gone, although I have about 4 new paintings of them. My antique roses are now in full bloom and I’m still picking strawberries on a daily basis. The corn is 8″ high and my transplanted tomatoes are looking healthy and sturdy, thanks to the daily dosing of fish emulsion when they were babies. I hear heavy raindrops beginning again.

For some great tips on working with beneficial creatures and attracting them to your garden, see my notes on Maysie’s blog from our Mike McGrath seminar this week at Camphill Kimberton. He agreed that my swath of meadow is great for birds and bees so I’ve kept a part of it in the backyard. I notice more and more birds in my yard each spring, so I must be doing something right!

I don’t usually paint flowers, but was once more inspired by the blowsy, seductive peonies in early spring. All of the following paintings can be found both at 1000 Markets and my Etsy shop, except for the one immediately below, which has sold. I’m currently featured on two blogs for my YART sale promotion on Etsy, running through this weekend. The Seasonal Cottage has a nice feature up, and RavenX has been promoting Etsians since the sale began this past thursday.

 

slightly more representational…

 

I keep channeling Soutine.

 

 

my salad greens…no reason to go the farmers market anymore except for cheese and mushrooms.

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Drawings and berry season

It’s strawberry season and the 50 plants have taken over two of my garden plots. That’s about 10′ x 30′ total. The asparagus and blueberries are competing for space and I’m too lazy to weed. So I go in there like an explorer, looking for hidden red berries under all the brush. Even the big black crows haven’t yet found them. The ticks landed on me just once so far. 

I have two types, one that fruits early and another everbearing that fruits later. Despite all the weeds, the plants are amazingly prolific and are huge in this, their third year. There is no comparison to store bought berries, or even other farmer’s berries. Mine are superb. Even with my still depleted palate- from last year’s ZPak for a flu that turned into pneumonia. Antiobiotics can keep you alive, but is it worth it with half your taste buds and sense of smell gone?

This morning was strawberry scones, this afternoon will be jam. The fridge is full of ripe berries waiting for processing of some kind. I have 3 paintings to finish but the garden could be another full time duty. 

In rummaging through my old sketchpads, I found these yellowing drawings and figured I’d better get them at least salvaged to digital memory before they completely decompose. Memories. I doubt I can draw this well anymore; it’s all about practice. I’m selling some in my shop on Etsy. They’d be better preserved through framing.

 

Bill B. with Ra, the cat – circa 1984.

 

Most of these were created in Marc Chatov’s studio in Atlanta during the early 1980’s. Smokey was a model who was relatively transient, but Marc brought him in off the street to pose for us. He was excellent at holding a steady pose and I have several other drawings of him.

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