“With so many trees in the city, you could see the spring coming each day until a night of warm wind would bring it suddenly in one morning. Sometimes the heavy cold rains would beat it back so that it would seem that it would never come and that you were losing a season out of your life. You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason.
In those days, though, the spring always came finally but it was frightening that it had nearly failed.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
Artemis: Thank you, paul-cooper. :)
Nguyễn Phan Chánh
Nguyễn Phan Chánh (xã Trung Tiết, Hà Tĩnh, 21 July 1892 – 22 November 1984) was a Vietnamese artist known for his silk painting,
how far has he traveled
today I wonder?
Said to be written after the death of her son. Her only child.
Fukuda Chiyo-ni (Kaga no Chiyo) (福田 千代尼; 1703 - 2 October 1775) was a Japanese poet of the Edo period, widely regarded as one of the greatest female haiku poets.
From Wiki: “Born in Matto, Kaga Province (now Hakusan, Ishikawa Prefecture) as a daughter of a picture framer, Chiyo-ni began writing haiku poetry aged 7. By the age of 17, she had become very popular all over Japan for her poetry. Her poems, although mostly dealing with nature, work for a unity of nature with humanity. Her own life was that of the haikai poets who made their lives and the world they lived in one with themselves.
Chiyo-ni’s teachers were the students of Bashō, and she stayed true to his style, although she did develop on her own as an independent figure. Today, the morning glory is a favorite flower for the people of her home town, because she left a number of poems on that flower.
After becoming a nun, Chiyo took the Buddhist name, Soen.
She is perhaps best known for this haiku:
the well bucket-entangled,
I ask for water.” via wiki
Artemis: see archive or more Chiyo-ni
Image: Free as the dragonflies by Oiyee at oystudio HERE
The Surrealist Table, 1933
Seated Woman with a Parasol (study for La Grande Jatte), 1884-85, Art Institute of Chicago
Georges Seurat (1859-1891) (queue)
Au Concert parisien, 1887-1888
Conté crayon and white chalk -
31.5 x 23.7 cm
Cleveland, Museum of Art
The Nurse. 1882-1883,Conté crayon, Andrea Woodner Collection
The Plowing, 1882-1883, Conté crayon, Paris, Musée d’Orsay
La Grille, 1882-1884, Conté crayon, New York, Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum
La Dame en noir
See archive for more Seurat.
Georges Seurat (1859-1891) (queue)
Study for A Sunday on La Grande Jatte
(known as The White Child), 1884
Conté crayon - 30.5 x 23.5 cm
New York, Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum
Part of the Studio, 1887 (queue)
“But I think he has narcolepsy”
LOL I’m going to tell her that… ”but it’s not my fault”. :D
Never fall asleep while on the phone with your sister.
Or so I’m told. :-/
Ah! realize your youth while you have it. Don’t squander the gold of your days, listening to the tedious, trying to improve the hopeless failure, or giving away your life to the ignorant, the common, and the vulgar. These are the sickly aims, the false ideals, of our age. Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing.
~Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (image via: spectator.co)
Cigarrillos Paris, 1901, Museu Nacional d’Art de Catalunya
Léonard Tsugouharu Foujita sketch, 1951 (via: harajuku.areablog)
Angels and Sirens detail,1918
Léonard Tsugouharu Foujita