I don’t follow pop music like I did when I was a teenager. The iTunes playlists I listen to while painting have very few artists that weren’t popular by, say, the 80’s. But I recently added several songs by PJ Harvey to my playlists. I discovered her while listening to ‘Tom Waits’ radio on iTunes. I especially like The Last Living Rose.
In the corner of the ruined room,
she was crying,
frightened of herself
and angry at us.
‘Freedom is full of monsters.
Just get out.’
I ran to summer
in the next room,
where the Goes Orchestral band members,
led by the red-haired midget on saxophone,
made intricate, drug-induced patterns on the stage.
On and on played they.
I wish they were more self-critical.
Considering today is Keith’s birthday, it’s fitting to be working on paintings for which he posed. Both paintings are almost finished. My wife laughs when I say this because I am notorious for reworking ‘finished’ paintings. I’m liable to pick up a finished work at any time and start in if I see something that…
Do you remember your first encounters with great art? I vividly recall my introduction to certain artists–life-changing discoveries that revolutionized my views about art. The composer Berlioz recalled his introduction to Shakespeare this way: “Shakespeare, coming upon me unawares, struck me like a thunderbolt. The lightning flash of that sublime discovery opened before me at…
Added Richeson and Grumbacher to the table and updated information about the types of oils used in binders; updated several ratings.