Art
Week 40 of our Loose Blogging consortium of Anu, Ashok, Conrad, Gaelikaa, Ginger, Judy, Magpie 11, Maria, Ramana and I, well those of us not on holiday or distracted by the calls of work, study or family concerns, turn our thoughts to the topic for the week, chosen today by Ginger
Art
This week I am struggling, really struggling! With words. The five days sans broadband have not helped to keep my juices going and I had reached the stage on Thursday that I might give the whole thing up and move on to pastures new. Well….. I have blogged for over three years… maybe it was time…..
Then the life came back to Tobias and I saw that people seemed to miss my mutterings and now feel guilty for my previous thoughts. But, since they were only my thoughts, nobody out there really knows about them. (Word count 95 already and I have not started on the topic for today. Maybe I could just waffle on and it would never be noticed!)
I could of course talk about visiting the Louvre in Paris and give my thoughts on seeing The Mona Lisa or about the guy I passed on the stairs with no arms, but you are all familiar with them. I might mention the Caravaggio that hung for many years in a Jesuit House in Dublin. The painting is on permanent loan to the National Gallery of Ireland, Dublin.
I might mention The Unmade Bed by Tracey Emin, but that for me is not art, it reminds me of all the unmade beds I changed, remade or vacuumed around in my younger days. My Brothers unmade beds beat that one by a long shot, with them I had the added pleasure of dirty socks and underwear. Yuck!
For some Comic Seaside Postcards are Art, but for me I see humour.
Every Wednesday my post on Craft has the rather boastful title of Art with My Needle. That series came about from my very first post for the LBC on 10th July 2009 - Creativity, chosen by Conrad.
But I love to watch a great artist at work, to see the deep concentration involved in the execution of a masterpiece… the detailed selection of the various colours and how each stroke is masterfully worked.
I have a couple of very precious pieces in my possession and to me they are worth more than all the gold or diamonds in the world. They were commissioned pieces just for me!
This first one involves only two colours but check the detail, I particularly like the hands and the teeth!
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Artist: Young Enda - 1983
In january last year, I wrote about selling something from my personal Art Collection, thankfully I didn’t resort to that and can share once again this work of immense talent:
Our Family by Elly 1983
Rummuser said,
April 9, 2010 at 3:38 pm
Good. Leave it to the Muse and it never fails. Elly is in the wrong business. Does she sketch or paint now?
Having been part of the Art with the needle world for 23 years of my formative years, I can assure you that your work is up there in the rarified atmosphere of what we in India call Convent work! I am sure that you can see the connection.
steph said,
April 9, 2010 at 3:57 pm
Grannymar
Full marks for your art of waffle
I used to avoid the bedroom where my three brothers slept as the smell was enough to knock you out!
bikehikebabe said,
April 9, 2010 at 4:15 pm
Ohhhhhhhh Grannymar, you are priceless! I LOVE your art. I have similar art.
I once did a painting to see it I could do it. My country road looked like a deep ditch, etc. Lydia’s friend hung it in her bedroom (as a joke of course).
Maria said,
April 9, 2010 at 4:35 pm
I too loved the art. I know what you mean about tiring when it comes to blogging. My posts go back for nearly ten years. There are times I feel it is more like work than fun. Then that passes and I am back to enjoying writing.
bikehikebabe said,
April 9, 2010 at 4:48 pm
Your family (by Elly) has no arms. What does that mean? A psychiatrist would find some meaning for that.
Nancy said,
April 9, 2010 at 4:55 pm
Thanks, GM, for posting that picture of the Louvre.
I have never seen that wonderful institution .When I was there I said to my friend,’ I’ve been in Paris for three days now and I haven’t been to the Louvre.”
She replied,” Oh, it’s probably just the change in the water.”
Grannymar said,
April 9, 2010 at 5:22 pm
Ramana - I thought my Muse was ignoring me this week!
Steph - Brothers have a smell all their own!
BHB - I count that artas priceless. Our hands are behind our backs. How do I know? I asked the artist!
Maria - I think it was the few blank days that caused the blip. I am now back to normal.
Nancy - Three days is a long time without finding a Louvre.
Magpie11 said,
April 9, 2010 at 7:41 pm
The Winged Victory of Samothrace was what I loved in the Louvre.
I found Moaning Lizzy very uninspiring….
Children’s Art is fascinating. When we were at college we were shown how to use the “Draw Man Test” to work out an IQ….haven’t got the score sheet any more and on top I think Ms Goodenough has concluded that her ideas were wrong or at least not a good measure of IQ…
Old Carravaggio was a good draughtsman wasn’t he? Have you seen how Jesus has his hands? I love the following comment on the web page:
16th century painting by Caravaggio, copyright very long since run out.
nick said,
April 9, 2010 at 7:53 pm
I think my parents took me to the Louvre when I was a child but I can remember nothing about it, and I haven’t been to Paris since then. Have you seen the proposed sculpture by Anish Kapoor for the London Olympics site? What do you think?
Grannymar said,
April 9, 2010 at 8:52 pm
Magpie - The Winged wonder is not one that stopped me in my tracks, but I can see how it would have male appeal. As for Moaning Lizzy, I love the name, I was surprised or even shocked at how small it was. The fact it was behind bullet proof glass on the far side of a room did not help either.
Nick - I did see a video of the proposed tower. I wonder if it will last as long as the Eiffel Tower, which was completed in 1889. I prefer the lines of the old girl and can say that I enjoyed the view from the top
Cardi said,
April 9, 2010 at 9:30 pm
Dia dhuit Máthair Chríona Mar, conas atá tú?- Bendith arna ti Mam-gu Mar, sut wyt ti? (Welsh)- nice to have you back in cyberspace - such memories ar priceless - can’t be replaced and no doubt have a special place in one’s memories
Grannymar said,
April 9, 2010 at 10:54 pm
Hi Cardi - it is good to be back to my routine again. My commissioned artwork pieces are the real pearls of my life.
Memories are wonderful because nobody can take them away!
Baino said,
April 9, 2010 at 11:21 pm
Perfect examples of fine art . . I can’t wait to go to the Louvre! Love Nancy’s comment. I have a little ‘montage’ on my fridge done by my niece. Just love it all gluey and sparkly.
wisewebwoman said,
April 10, 2010 at 2:11 am
We were both flightless creatures in the past week, GM!
No no no. You have to stay here.
I will simply not allow the ether-vanish of our GM!
Love the art…
XO
WWW
Grannymar said,
April 10, 2010 at 8:19 am
Baino - A few years ago I had a gluey and sparkly christmas card wing its way from London. I think it took quite some effort as the envelope was difficult to remove!
WWW - Life is strange when our wings are clipped. I hope your busy time has eased.
momma said,
April 10, 2010 at 3:08 pm
You have never known art until it is created by your children. A file cabinet in my basement still contains some of these fine works and my children are in their 30s and 40s.
Grannymar said,
April 10, 2010 at 6:01 pm
Momma - True, very true.
gaelikaa said,
April 12, 2010 at 8:03 am
I must gather up some of my children’s works of art - before it’s too late!
Grannymar said,
April 12, 2010 at 8:22 am
Gaelikaa - Yes do that right away. They grow so fast thyat we can forget the little things.