Bible stories here, Bible stories there, Bible stories everyw- Wait, what? Smack in the middle of one of the farther-in galleries at the DIA exhibit on women artists from the early Renaissance thorugh the Enlightenment, in gigantic proportions with about a dozen different lights illuminating the work, is that disturbing, triggering, ugly scene of LotContinue reading “Trigger Warning: Incest (Because God)”
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Phenomenal Woman, That’s Me
It’s true — I can’t see a portrait with this kind of raw strength and sass without recalling Maya Angelou’s soul-inspiring poetry. I think Anguissola would approve — she made a bit of a career (in all senses of the words) out of understanding, depicting, and promoting herself. Is it any wonder that she madeContinue reading “Phenomenal Woman, That’s Me”
Uxor Brute
Though the natural weakness of her body hinders her from doing what only the strength of men can perform, she has a mind as valiant and as active for the good of her country as the best of us. Brutus, speaking of Portia I personally struggle to get super-geeked about the plotting and effecting ofContinue reading “Uxor Brute”
It’s Five o’clock Somewhere
Not Van Gogh’s version (although he legit painted a version, called “Terrace of a Cafe at Night” with more light and more stars — because of course he did) but its source: the work of Louis Anquetin, who was part of the Post-Impressionist group. Vincent called them artists of the “petit boulevard”, whereas the mainContinue reading “It’s Five o’clock Somewhere”
The Risk It Takes to Blossom
Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward. Kurt Vonnegut I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the art of stepping outside of one’s usual. Taking risks, trying new things. You know — innovating. In that light, it seemedContinue reading “The Risk It Takes to Blossom”
The Heather
What better way to segue from my trip to see my father in Arizona, back to the vast world of famous and should-be-famous painters, than this one, found hanging on his living room wall — painted by my grandmother and given my name. My heart still skips a beat, to look at it. Miss you,Continue reading “The Heather”
Bye-Bye Cacti
Last desert pic for awhile. I promise to return to your regularly scheduled art programming after this. Although, I would argue that this, too, is art, if it speaks to you. Shot on Pixel 6 Pro.
Scaping the Dry Land
This is the sense of the desert hills, that there is room enough and time enough. Mary Hunter Austin Shot on Pixel 6 Pro.
Arizona de novo
I promise I will eventually move forward from my memories of this fantastic voyage. That day is not today. Shot on Pixel 6 Pro.
The Cacti of Cthulhu
If I say that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous pictures of an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall not be unfaithful to the spirit of the thing. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings; but it was the general outline of the whole which madeContinue reading “The Cacti of Cthulhu”
Muttering Retreats 