Toward Spring

 Happy Saint Patrick's Day ! On the way to Spring. New reading includes  Michel de Montaigne's essay "On the power of the imagination." Inspiring lots of thoughts on the German concept of Stimmung, meaning mood, in English. Perhaps this is a kind of poetic shifting of gears after my recent reading in Vincent van Gogh's letters. His favorite color apparently was yellow, an interesting one when it comes to mixing paint. Somewhat differently, moods can be mixed, But then much in human creation seems to depend on adding and subtracting. All the while, choosing........ Toward Spring !

Granite

Closing in on a large stone, in search, I suppose, of abstraction......

Vincent Van Gogh's writing

 Continuing to  marvel over Vincent Van Gogh's descriptions of color in his paintings. As here, in an 1888 letter to his sister, Wil: "Right at the back, black cypresses against low white cottages with orange roofs--and a delicate green-blue strip of sky.... [N]ot one of the flowers has been properly drawn ... [and] they are only small dabs of color, red, yellow, orange, green, blue, violet, but the impression of all those colors next to one another is there--in the painting as in nature...." Painting with words! His writing brings out a lot about his theory of art, obviously.

Turkey-Syria Earthquake Aid

 It's never easy to know which organizartions can help most. On Facebook I've shared one emergency aid site. Hoping to help as we can.

Updates

 As indicated in my previous post LinkedIn has been renewed. Twitter info was also to be revised but it seems this will have to wait until their security allows me to access my account. I've made them aware of the problem. It might be related to the information published on Wire magazine, link below. 

https://www.wired.com/story/twitter-leak-200-million-user-email-addresses/

Updates

 My LinkedIn profile has been updated. I've added some information to the About section and replaced references in the Publications section which was previously lost. Thanks to all for looking in !

grasping

 

grasping

 

past the big oleander bush

backing off the tiles onto the lawn

staring at the railing

staring at the terrazzo decking of the porch

through the spaces between the balusters

between the top rail and the bottom one if you

prefer to look at it that way the way the

birds had gone silent

silence the air

traffic on the highway

about a kilometre away bikes

then the brush decorator’s brush

natural bristle

ancient the bristles nicked into at the toe

or torn half-torn away

remnants of paint (water base)

on the ferrule and

on the handle