"One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture
and, if possible, speak a few reasonable words." ~Goethe

~ also, if possible, to dwell in "a house where all's accustomed, ceremonious." ~Yeats

Sunday, August 14, 2022

To See A Fine Picture

WALL ART FOR THE HOME
ACCUSTOMED, CEREMONIOUS
The Blue Vase (1887)
by Paul Cezanne (1839 - 1906)

"One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song,
read a good poem, see a fine picture
and, if possible, speak a few reasonable words
." ~Goethe

Moving dilemma: more large windows = lots more light but a lot less wall space. Bittersweet solution: time to bid farewell to some of our favorite wall art.

The deaccessioning began with the brass rubbings (thanks Robert) and the sheet music (thanks Town & Gown). Next came numerous frames and prints suitable for studio use (thanks Artists' Own) and a collection of musically themed paintings (thanks Daniel). The down - sizing continued, with the help of our artistic, literary, and creative friends who were all willing to adopt, re-envision, and repurpose our surplus objets d'art (thanks Beata, Katie, Katy).

Gone from my walls but never forgotten, these pictures (and so many others) will always have a spot in my heart and on my blog:

An Al Fresco Toilette (1889)
Luke Fildes (1843–1927)
[Along with Seurat]

The Cello Player (1896)
Thomas Eakins (1844 – 1916)

The Fifer (1866)
Edouard Manet (1832 – 1883)

Parisian Interior (1910)
Jozsef Rippl-Ronai (1861 – 1927)
&

An Old-Fashioned Garden (1915)
Anne Bremer (1868 – 1923)

One of Gerry's Long-Time Favs
Of Unknown Provenance

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A Tale from the Decameron (1916)
John William Waterhouse (1849 - 1917)

The Enchanted Garden (1916 - 17)
John William Waterhouse (1849 - 1917)

Apple Blossoms (1856- 59)
John Everett Millais (1829 - 1896)
[See also: "Love Is Not All"]

Monet Painting in His Garden at Argenteuil (1873)
Pierre-Auguste Renoir (1841 – 1919)

L’Envoi: Earth's Last Picture

When Earth’s last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried
When the oldest colors have faded, and the youngest critic has died,
We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it—lie down for an aeon or two,
Till the Master of All Good Workers shall set us to work anew!

And those that were good will be happy: they shall sit in a golden chair;
They shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comet’s hair;
They shall find real saints to draw from—Magdalene, Peter, and Paul;
They shall work for an age at a sitting and never be tired at all!

And only the Master shall praise us, and only the Master shall blame;
And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame;
But each for the joy of the working, and each, in our separate star,
Shall draw the Thing as we see It for the God of Things as They Are!

(1896)

by Rudyard Kipling (1865 - 1936)

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Next Fortnightly Post ~ Going Barefoot
Sunday, August 28th

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