I was struck by the vines and climbing plants in this huge panel. Since I live in the subtropics, I’m very accustomed to seeing plants try to take over, but in this case it’s so indulgent and beautiful.
The Interior of the Palm House on the Pfaueninsel Near Potsdam by Carl Blechen (1834)
October’s art was brought to you by my visit to the Art Institute of Chicago last month.
Mom: Well, honey, they don’t have spiderman. Do you want to be an X-Ray?
Son: An x-ray? What’s that?
Mom: yknow the bones inside your body.
yeah. I think that’s called a skeleton.
Hockney’s images often are really sad and melancholic to me. I wonder what his friends/patrons thought of this painting.
American Collectors (Fred and Marcia Weisman) by David Hockney (1968)
October’s art is all from the Art Institute of Chicago since I visited there last month.
I was really struck by this piece in a hallway of the museum. I must now intensively research Koshiro.
Fish, from the book “Milestones of the Season” (Shibunshu “Kisetsu-hyo”) by Onchi Koshiro (1935)
All art for October is from the Art Institute of Chicago since I visited there last month.
Last Sunday, I walked to the store to shake off the stressful Saints game and was contemplating the blue street tiles that used to be on many corners uptown. The ones between me and the store were in sad shape mostly.
most complete St. Charles Ave that I saw
Less than 4 tiles left
Notice that the space for St Char has been filled in
And then I found this…I think on side street.
The shorter the street names the better the tiles fared. I’m sure some were smashed deliberately and that others were stolen. Still sad.
but who would steal an a and u?
On Valence it looks like the cracking sidewalk caught up with the tiles
You can tell by the variances in blues and fonts that the tiles were installed at different times. I wish it was still happening.
October is going to feature items from the Art Institute of Chicago since I was visiting there last month. I had to stop and admire this painting when I saw it on the wall. I saw it (or a very similar one) at a museum in Dallas years ago during traveling exhibition. I admired the piece so much that I bought the poster for the exhibition, Monet on the Mediterranean. And, of course, that poster is one of the items I lost in Katrina. It was on the wall next to my bed, underneath where I lost a chunk of roof. And since the frame was cheap with just a cardboard backing…no more poster for me.
Bordighera by Claude Monet (1884)
Don’t turn around, uh oh… Posting the German version so others won’t catch it.