Monday, September 6, 2021

leaving for France

 how odd to be leaving tomorrow for France, for a week in my cabanon (the "complaining" cabanon) -- the cabanon Bisqua from years ago...

Matthew will spend the night in a hotel near CDG so we can drive down to the Vaucluse the 8, and the rest is lots of friends from always and Philip Hughes in Menerbes, and the restaurant at the Partage des Eaux, and seeing our neighbors Janet Swan and Serge and Suzanne Conil, and then driving to the lavender village of Sault and  aperitifs with Christopher MacRae and Mette, and so on, perhaps lunch at Les Florets on the 11, and then a change of companions in the cabanon...before seeing many other friends and then up to Paris.... 

think i will discard my written talk and just address the images...

labor day!

 since i sm MASSIVE ly LAZY often

i THINK I might imitate BEATRICE WOOD and if i can renverser to do it, wtite one line a day diary !

like today: 

tried in vain to get a covid test and settled fir coffee, english muffin and crispy bacon at the Barking Dig, my hangout for YEARS

Wednesday, August 25, 2021

parrroting and trompe-l'oeil

 Couldn't put it down, didn't put it down, this piece in the recent Art Bulletin (September 2021, vol 103, no. 3, )  Maggie M. Cao, "Playing Parrot: American Trompe l'oeil and Empire," pp. 97-124. 

In part because for years back when, I was swept up by a fascination with Alex, a celebrated gray parrot, and the idea of imitating as vastly captivating. I would endlessly prattle on about everything related to Alex. At one point, during a talk at the University of Florida,  someone in the audience unleashed  a discussion with his cellphone and upon it was speaking,  Alex a parrot... laughter everywhere, and how to recover my sense of unparroting humour. I was happily in contact with Irene Pepperberg, about whom the NYTiimes had written,  referring to her "Alex and Me" -- the history of Alex, who, as I remember, died at the age of 25, when she had kisssed him goodnight. Well, I was overcome. Alex remained with me and many of us over a long time.

To return to the Parrot piece,  as a translator, I was alarmed by footnote 48 (out of 97 foontotes) which holdss that the painter's French "contains slightly awkward turns of phrase"  ..."meaning he falls just short of linguistic  mastery."(p. 123). I  am certainly feeling I very frequently fall short of linguistic mastery, and very short indeed of artistic mastery. Whew. But how interesting to consider how this bird mirrors his own predicament, whatever it might be. As we all do, whatever we write or say.

Monday, August 23, 2021

More Edmund de Waal

 so the Letters to Camondo are the perfect sequel to the Hare with Amber Eyes, just as shaped, but differently. - no less moving, and holding such memories of the Parc Monceau and the street and the first place I ever lived in Paris... like letters to the self I was... never myself shapely but loving the poetic shape of writing. 

I asked musician friends of mine about what composers they would choose as writing poetic prose...

Wednesday, August 18, 2021

Letters to Camondo

 Now I can write about place and time!

This is based on Edmund de Waal’s Letters to Camondo (FSG, 2021)

This book I found and immediately purchased because The Hare with Amber Eyes, by Edmund de Waal was just grand!. They feel like a still life themselves, and a constructed bowl perfectly thrown and haped towards the tragic end, but worth every letter.

Moving to me are that they are written from 63 rue de Monceau, where I used to live in Paris, on my Junior Year Abroad with Sweet Briar College, at 8 rue de Monceau.

Sunday, July 25, 2021

retrying essay stuff

 how nice seeing faces which appeal! although Boyce (my husband, for anyone who MIGHT be reading this and not know, and also for anyone who does) says it doesn't matter if the person is competent -- as in dentists and chefs and so on-- to me it always matters, 

I am looking at an In Memoriam for Mary Beth Edelson, a feminist artist I am reaidng about in the news of Women in the Arts  and greatl like her face.  I will take photo of the piece and see if I can attach it with some skill I hope to acquire!

whoops, couldn't do it, well anyway, she did a Last Supper with all women, and I found that very impressive


 an effort sending blogs, but with hilary helping I CAN DO IT!