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Bremen

Between the 14th and the 17th century European merchant guilds formed a loose confederation to protect and enhance their commercial interest – it was called the Hanseatic League.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanseatic_League

 

Bremen was part of this alliance; it has, as so many of the cities that belonged to the League, a rich cultural and architectural history. Most of these cities were wealthy (really wealthy in fact) and for centuries were able to sustain large building activity. They also prominently displayed some of their wealth in sculptural detail, architectural adornments and often through the sheer size of the municipal and religious buildings.

You probably know the city for its fairy tale town musicians who went out for adventures, and so famously insisted that there were worse things than death.  The sign of the live models reads: we are the real Bremen musicians.

 

 

 

 

 

With the roads no longer icy, I went there to visit the Paula Modersohn-Becker Museum which had a show, ending this week, that juxtaposed her’s with some of Nolde’s works. The two had met for a single week during a stay in Paris in 1900 and comparing their output is fascinating.  I still think she is one of the most daring, focused, observant painters of her era, can’t find the word for the intensity of my admiration for her both as a person and as an artist. I cannot begin to imagine what her paintings would have looked like with the advantage of age – she died so freakishly young.

Nolde is such a master with color that I can almost forgive him his political leanings and obsequiousness – almost. I thought today I saw some hidden violence in almost all of his portraits in the museum, will show more later, at some point.

His nudes were faintly leaning towards the Third Reich culture of body worship, the suggestive hints at superiority ( and so I did not photograph them.) PMB’s nudes, on the other hand, were painted more abstractly, and yet hyper-realistically capturing less than healthy feet, for example, or the bulging noses of older age, or the way pregnancy extends the folds. I found myself holding my breath frequently, just trying to take it in and learn. As I’ve said before, in my next life I’ll be a painter.

SAVE THE DATE!

The Refugees’ Dreams

If you are interested in seeing my work on paper rather than on the computer screen and would like to hear what I have to say about it, join me on February 5th, from 2 – 4 pm.

2255 NW Northrup – enter through the plaza of the nursing school – gallery is downstairs.

The exhibit runs through February – hope to see you there.

 

I’m off to my adventures – will blog about travels, when internet access available.

Your daily wildlife

I, for the life of me, cannot tell why the article below and the photos depicting the work made me feel such joy. Perhaps it’s because I frequently run into artificial creatures in the strangest places?

 

 

 

Artists in Detroit putting fake animals on the street that fail to glow in the intended fluorescent toxic green? I guess it has to do with the playfulness of it all – never mind that there is a “message” behind it. The results are somewhat magical – judge for yourself.

Setting Aluminum Animals Loose on the Streets of Detroit

 

I think in times where worry and fear has us all in their claws, a bit of levity or simple surprise helps.

For the levity part, go here:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IhAJiz2ixuY

Lion(s) in Winter

Perhaps you remember the play, I do remember the movie (1968) Lion in Winter. I had a crush on Katherine Hepburn, closely followed by Anthony Hopkins. Peter O’Toole left me cold….

Wikipedia’s synopsis: Set during Christmas 1183 at Henry II of England’s castle in Chinon, Anjou, Angevin Empire, the story opens with the arrival of Henry’s wife Eleanor of Aquitaine, whom he has had imprisoned since 1173. The story concerns the gamesmanship between Henry, Eleanor, their three surviving sons Richard, Geoffrey, and John, and their Christmas Court guest, the King of France, Philip II Augustus (French: Philippe Auguste), who was the son of Eleanor’s ex-husband, Louis VII of France (by his third wife, Adelaide). Also involved is Philip’s half-sister Alais (by Louis VII’s second wife Constance), who has been at court since she was betrothed to Richard at age eight, but has since become Henry’s mistress.

Let us imagine the lions below in these roles. Or let us exchange them for the current king, his imprisoned wife in the White House North, his three children, and whoever the mistress of the moment might be (Henry II was no slouch on that score either…..)

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Eleanor of Aquitaine:

The royal boys:

  Anthony on the far right

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

International Walls

German artist, working in New York, exhibiting (currently) in Paris. Meet Josephine Meckseper.  gagosian_josephine_meckseper_press_release-2

Her artwork (photo above) and artist statement (in the link above) connects her work to Walter Benjamin’s Arcade Project. I sometimes wonder if just attaching that name and mentioning consumerism makes you seem learned enough that art becomes Art

You caught me in a cynical mood today. My images are simply photographs from the streets, albeit from those three countries as well.

This one was paired, for the series Fugue, with the poem by German exile Hilde Domin:

Exile

The mouth dying

The mouth twisted

The mouth trying

to say the word right

in a strange language.

Hilde Domin (translated by Eavan Boland)

 

 

 

 

 

Art in Translation?

A friend sent me this link some weeks ago – it is a fun romp through specialty terms in German… most people younger than I would probably be unfamiliar with several of these. Not sure how many not trained or interested in art would know any of them.

https://www.artsy.net/article/the-art-genome-project-6-german-art-terms-you-should-know

Here is the short version:

Wunderkammer – curiosity cabinet

 

Gesamtkunstwerk – total art work (really “enveloping you in its entirety”)

(Cafe at the Venice Biennale)

Gestalt – form or more likely figure – often misunderstood in the context of psychology….


Kunstwollen – the rarest of these terms – art will – but one of the most interesting, coined in the 1890s in Austria. It’s a political call for autonomous realms of art, freedom for art, but also often read as an expression of a particular’s time era’s or nation’s style.  A kind of Zeitgeist, then.


Einfühlung – empathy, a term used in art history to pave the way for an understanding of abstract expressionist art


  1. Engram – a word for the assumed entity that stores personal or collective memory in the brain, as if there’s a representational slide. Hm. My research area was memory. No engrams found. No homunculus in there either, who directs the show…..

Serving in War

Poverty, inequality, healthcare, racism, sexism, a general hatred for those who pray or love or define themselves differently from traditional Western norms, will probably be with us for the next foreseeable future. Perhaps in FAR worse forms than before.  What will affect the world beyond American borders are war and climate change denial. I am not denying the fact that present and past administrations have been warmongering, more so perhaps than we are aware of. I also thought the least desirable aspect of HRC was her hawkish inclinations. Yet the thought that an unpredictable narcissist with fascistic leanings and a coterie of sycophants has the finger on the nuclear button gives me nightmares.

For paintings I chose one of my favorite and one of my least favorite painters. The former captures the horror of war like no one else. Otto Dix painted The War between 1929 and 1932.63b4fd76f6

More on it here:http://www.skd.museum/en/special-exhibitions/archive/otto-dix-der-krieg-war/

The latter artist, Anselm Kiefer, is discussed in the link below (take it with a grain of salt) but painted something for a Paul Celan poem that I really like.larger

Anselm Kiefer’s Heady and Heavy-Handed Behemoths

As photographic counterpoints I chose portraits I took of our young women and men who will be the potential canon fodder should war be part of the Trump presidency. I, of course, have no access to those who will be killed by drones, bombs, mines or nuclear missiles in the rest of the world. And so, so young.

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Strong Women

I can wrap my mind around the fact that men feel threatened by women being their boss, taking their jobs instead of their orders. A shift towards equality always hurts those who were in dominant positions.  I cannot understand, however, how women can long for a return to a status quo that celebrates their subjugation, narrows their independence, controls their bodies. Making decisions that give other, competing women the finger.

Maybe the fantasy held by anxious, disenfranchised males that a strongman will reinstate control and status at large is reflected in the fantasy of women that their prince will come through the house door, no longer angry and punitive with his place in the world restored.

Let’s look at those who never bought into that and held their own in a misogynistic world. I am linking to an article about an extraordinarily strong woman I had never heard about. What a discovery.

368 Years Before Hillary, This Trailblazing Feminist Demanded Her Right to Vote

Then there are portraits of those who shaped their households or their surrounding culture or their countries’ fate by various forms of leadership.

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Date: ca. 1520
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Raphael Soyer,  Golda Meir (1975)

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Hannah Arendt in a sketch seen in VOGUE….

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Muhammad Yungai  Angela Davis 

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Barbara Berney Indira Ghandi (2010)

As for photographic portraits, here are some of my own role models when it comes to fierceness and determination: those who are or have been fighting cancer and excel in competitive dragon boat races.

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 May they inspire us and our children.

 

Moral Minority

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Jan Mijtens Portrait of Margaretha van Raephorst with Servant (detail) Holland (c. 1650)

There are people who do want to turn the clock back. We knew they existed. We did not know how many of them, we lived in the bubble of our comfortable existence and lacked imagination just as much as contact with Trump voters or contact with those who feared his win all along. We perhaps slung around terms like white identity politics, but honestly had no clue. At our own peril. Worse, at the peril of those who pay a higher price, here and in the world at large. Privilege permitted ignorance.

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Joseph Wright A Conversation Between Girls (1770)

I call those who do want to turn the clock back the immoral majority. Today’s oil portraits depict Black children who were servants, slaves or toys and, most of all, commodities that could be bought and sold.  The paintings might stimulate the phantasies of racists, even when they hesitate to admit it. Although obviously, that shame has evaporated for some, now that Sauron, who currently has the ring, allows them to make their views public.

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Peter Lely Lady Elizabeth Noel Wriothesley (1660)

Pierre Mignard Portrait of Louise de Kérouaille

 

 

 

The photographic portraits, on the other hand, hopefully show the vision of the rest of us: the strength, innocence, potential of some of the most vulnerable segments of our society – something we, the moral minority, HAVE to protect.   dsc_0046

The images come from my work with an after school program in North Portland that is comprised of African immigrant and African American kids. They learn dancing and drumming, get instructed in their cultural history and bits of language, and are part of a whole that structures their lives and sustains them. They also get food during their rehearsals at the Salvation Army Building.dsc_0037-5

And here I am breaking protocol of some kind or another, I am sure. A fundraiser for this group is once again upon us. If you feel inclined to join me in support of these children,  go to http://www.kukatonon.org/donate-2/

and help us out.
If you feel irritated by my plea I have just one answer: Trump made me do it.

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Freundinnen

· Girlfriends ·

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One of the things that gets you through times like these are friends. What would we do without them? They support you, they hold you, they hear you out, they laugh and cry with you and, if necessary, give you a kick in the pants. Today’s blog is an expression of gratitude for all the friends, here and abroad, who make my life worthwhile!

Given that misogyny partially cost us the president hoped for, I’ll focus on  girlfriends in portraiture. I picked some that spoke to me and matched them to some of my photographs, all taken with strangers.

We start with Joseph Settegast’s 1850 painting of two girls (ABOVE). It can be found in the Staatliche Kunsthalle Karlsruhe, not exactly a city on most European travel itineraries, but one that is worth exploring nonetheless. The portrait attracted me for the porcelain quality of those faces, and their earnestness and a hint of Rousseau. My matching girlfriends are a little bit more outgoing, but then again they’ve reached the tween years.

Klimt’s portrait of Freundinnen was painted in 1916. It was destroyed by a fire set by retreating German forces in 1945 at Schloss Immendorf, Austria. The women seem vaguely ornamental, floating into the background similarly flat. That cannot be said for my matched pair, who are saftig and alive, coming forwards, but seem to have a similar bond.twin_gustav_klimt_die_freundinnendsc_0302

Next in the time line is Schmitt Rottluff’s Freundinnen from 1926. My kind of “nasty” women, judging by their serious and intelligent expressions.  I thought that the two friends I chose bear some resemblance in their inquisitiveness.

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Nolde’s Kleine Freundinnen from 1941 hangs over my desk. (Yes, of course, a reproduction. But a large and sensible one.) It has moved with me many times throughout the last 45 years, since there is something in it that gives me hope. A sense of closeness, and play with color that preserves childhood eyes, sensitivities and enthusiasm. It also gives me satisfaction that the credo of one of my – shall we say – stupid high school art teachers “red and yellow don’t go together” has been proven wrong. Long live defiance of rules! The photographic match relied on color and posture more than anything else.

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I could not find a match in my archives for this last portrait. Instead you get a short intro to Modersohn Becker’s artistic career. Who’d thought I would ever post something from “pigtails in paint…..” https://www.pigtailsinpaint.com/category/artists-by-name/modersohn-becker-paula/

The author explains, though, that she is cribbing from a fabulous museum catalogue, so we hope all is well.

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Friends matter. I cherish every single one. Particular when life gets turned upside down.