Ad Reinhardt, Abstract Painting No. 5, 1963. Oil on canvas. +++ “The one thing to say about art is its breathlessness, lifelessness, deathlessness, contentlessness, formlessness, spacelessness, and timelessness. This is always the end of art.” – Ad Reinhardt (1962)
Images from “The Walking Away World” by Kenneth Patchen, New Directions, 2008.
Kenneth Patchen (born in Ohio, 1911) was a poet and painter whose work I’ve recently discovered. Light-hearted, inspired by Blake; and admired by John Cage and others. His non-visual poems remind me of Robert Duncan. Images from “We Meet” by Kenneth Patchen, New Directions, 2008.
Above: “The Sacred Heart.” Below, “The Chariot of Apollo.”
+++ “I have married color.” +++ +++ “The rose is wrong: I know what I am doing.” +++ Above: “Meditation,” pastel. Below: “Joan of Arc,” pastel, 1900.
Well, this has absolutely nothing to do with anything else on this blog, or with what I intend for there to be on this blog, BUT: I don’t want to keep this file on my impoverished hard drive, SO. Here’s me, crossing the finish line in my first marathon, on my 22nd birthday, in the fall of my senior year at Dartmouth, October 4th, 2009. For the self-hatred archives. http://www.youtube.com/get_player
The incredible stained glass windows in St. Matthew’s episcopal chapel in Sugar Hill are unsigned, but attributed to Tiffany. I have been lurking (attending services?) around this beautiful little chapel for weeks — on the outside, it’s like a mini-church from a train set; on the inside, it’s like the hull of a wooden ship.