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the art of asia in prague

An unexpected treat as I meandered about the streets of Prague was to visit the National Gallery and view a small selection of its Asian and African art collection. There’s an excellent description of the collection’s origin and growth on the gallery website. When I visited, I was one of only a few people. In the silence and near solitude, it became almost a meditative space.  You can learn more in the link below.

Additional Reading

http://www.ngprague.cz/en/objekt-detail/kinsky-palace/

another angel found

A “found image” on my camera. Detail from a ceiling mural inside a church in Prague.

a raspberry morning

I was having trouble getting myself going this morning so I sought some inspiration by playing with my food. 😉

if I could paint …

… I would paint what I hear in this piece of music, Rhapsody No. 1 in D Flat Major by Herbert Howells.  The entire piece is only five minutes and 35 seconds long, but it is the segment between 1:30 and 3:00 that moves me most. I first heard it being played a few weeks ago at Trinity Church in Copley Square.  The organist, Colin Lynch, was rehearsing for Sunday services. I appreciated the beauty of his playing but at first the music itself did nothing for me … and then something happened. I was hooked.  And then released. As he kept rehearsing the piece, I wanted to dash into the church and stop him to ask what in the world was he playing but that seemed inappropriate.  I thought I’d catch him at the end of his rehearsal but I missed him.

Time passed, lots of traveling took place but I could still hear that music.  I tried to describe the piece to other musicians and people who knew classical music far better than I. Keep in mind I have no language for music (which is why I want to paint what I’m hearing). I kept saying, “It’s the kind of music that, you know, leads you someplace,” and other not especially helpful phrases.  I was about to give up my search when I did chance upon the organist. This time I stopped him in his tracks and asked, “Hey, Colin, what was that piece of music you were playing two weeks ago?”

He lifted an eyebrow but he indulged me.  He helped me find the language to describe what I’d heard. And as we narrowed down the possibilities of what he may have been playing, he finally asked, “Was it loud? Did it get really loud?” “Yes!” I said, and so he nodded and then wrote down the possibilities.

It was Herbert Howell’s Rhapsody No. 1 in D Flat.  Imagine my pleasure when I found this Youtube recording by Nigel Potts. Listen at your leisure. And that’s my random story this bright Monday morning.  Have a good day, folks. 😉

 

just one more week

watercolor study for purity, a stained glass window at trinity church in copley square

John La Farge and the Recovery of the Sacred is an exhibit at the McMullen Museum of Art at Boston College.  This free exhibit concludes December 13, 2015. I am most familiar with La Farge’s murals and stained glass windows at Trinity Church in Copley Square. Complex is a term often used to describe La Farge’s work, and I have a better understanding why after seeing this exhibit.

study for presentation of the virgin, a stained glass window at trinity church in copley square

It was a treat to see the range of his artistic talent expressed in pen and ink sketches, watercolors, oil paintings, wood block prints and of course in stained glass.

watercolor study by John La Farge

watercolor study by John La Farge

watercolor study for bishop hatto and the rats illustration

He may have been horrible at self-promotion, unlike his contemporary and supposedly one-time friend Louis Tiffany, but La Farge was certainly visionary when it came to manipulating light, colors and texture to capture particular moments, such as from his travels in Japan and the South Seas, and to tell stories both spiritual and secular.

tromple l’oeil curtain stained glass window by john la farge

Well worth a trip if you’re in the area. Further details can be found on the museum website: http://www.bc.edu/bc_org/avp/cas/artmuseum/visitor-information/index.html

Additional links

John La Farge and the Recovery of the Sacred Exhibit

 

You can read more about this personal project here: https://wordsandimagesbycynthia.com/2015/11/02/as-for-those-angels/

Aside from those times when I’m waiting at the bus station for what seems like hours and the winds are blowing so hard that an umbrella is useless, I love the rain. The sound of rain on rooftops. The scent of rain. The sight of rain striking windows or dripping from leaves.  Peter Gabriel’s Red Rain is one of my favorite songs. All the different renditions of I Can’t Stand the Rain … just love it.  Living in the northeastern part of the U.S.,I’ve rarely had to think about rain. There’s no real lack of it.  I’ve just accepted it when it falls but Cynthia Barnett’s book, Rain, truly gave me a new appreciation for rain’s influence in shaping human society and culture both in the past and in the present.

Over the past two months, I’ve carried the book across two continents.  Just under 300 pages in length, it’s not that long but the writing is dense and detailed. There’s no one narrative thread leading you someplace.  Each chapter is like an umbrella and beneath that umbrella there’s a beautifully complicated web of stories all united by rain. One moment you’re reading about the origin and evolution of the Mackintosh raincoat by 18th century Scottish inventor Charles Macintosh and next you’re reading about Mary Anderson, a Birmingham, Alabama socialite who devised the first windshield wiper.

The Scent of Rain is a particularly fascinating chapter where she explains how rain “picks up odors from the molecules it meets. So its essence can come off as differently as all the flowers on all the continents — rose-obvious, barely there like a carnation, fleeting as a whiff of orange blossom as your car speeds past the grove. It depends on the type of the storm, the part of the world where it falls, and the subjective memory of the nose behind the whiff.” Barnett takes the reader on a journey from a village in Uttar Pradesh where fragrances have been distilled for generations, including the scents of rain, using compounds found in nature to the labs of super-smellers and scent scientists working to synthetically develop the rain scents found in perfumes, detergents, soaps and air fresheners.

In the chapter Writers on the Storm, readers learn how rain in all its guises has influenced musicians from Chopin to Morrissey and the works of directors Robert Capra, Akira Kurosawa and Woody Allen. The book is a treasure trove of interesting stories, and well-researched facts, about how people and nature interact in the presence of rain.  If there is one suggestion I’d have for future editions it is to include maps. Barnett’s prose takes readers around the world and back again and maps illustrating that journey would be a boon.

Please note that I received this book from Blogging for Books for this review.  Additional links are below with information about the author and the book.

http://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/books/228186/rain-by-cynthia-barnett/

http://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/authors/177450/cynthia-barnett/

It streamed into the kitchen and set everything on fire, from the honey on bread to the pink petals of the African violet.

And then of course my curiosity was sparked and so I wondered what if I pull out that green glass and fill it once more with water and perhaps a dried flower or two?

Nothing earth shattering but it was fun and as I had fun the light went out. A thick layer of blue-gray clouds veiled the sun. I missed the sun but the clouds were beautiful too.

pine cones

one day while standing still and looking up into the trees this is what I saw

new holiday card available

The image is from a stained glass window at St. Vitus Cathedral in Prague.  The interior is blank.  Click HERE for more information.  Other note cards, greeting cards and postcards of seasonal interest are below. Just click on the image. Enjoy. 😉

Peruse the whole store via the following link. An eclectic mix of items for sure capturing what I see as I meander in the world. http://www.zazzle.com/imagesbycynthia/products