Alas, I did not manage to begin a new watercolor today. I try to start something new and fresh daily, but this day was given to matting, shrinkwrapping and labeling watercolors for the upcoming art festivals. I will be participating in four art festivals over the next five weekends (not this weekend, fortunately). I found a closet-full of forgotten work that never had been matted, so there went my day. I still have plenty to mat tomorrow as well.
Taking a breather late this afternoon, I was delighted to return to an Emerson biography I read and loved a decade ago: Emerson: The Mind on Fire, by Robert D. Richardson, Jr. This magnificent bard had the following to say regarding Napoleon Bonaparte: Napoleon’s glory “passed away like the smoke of his artillery, and left no trace. He left France smaller, poorer, feebler than he found it.” On the other hand, Emerson wrote of Goethe that he stood “for the class of scholars and writers who see connections where the multitude see fragments, and who are impelled to exhibit the facts in order, and so to supply the axis on which the frame of things turn.”
As an artist and educator, I take delight in these sentiments. The world’s eye (through the media) remains focused on individuals who sometimes create and heal, but oftentimes spread destruction across our world. But in the quieter corners of this environ are souls who actually try to create, heal and thereby leave this world in better shape than they found it. I don’t pretend to be one who does great things. But I do take satisfaction in knowing that over the past 2 1/2 decades I have tried to grow students’ minds to think better, more responsibly, and to instill a sense of pride and ability to create a better world than the one that greets us.
At this juncture in life, I am certain of fewer things than what I thought 2 1/2 decades ago. But I do possess a renewed resolve to create images reflecting the better parts of my daily environment. The image posted above was one I captured early one morning in Eureka Springs, Arkansas last June. I had risen at sunrise and descended to the lowest parts of that sleeping town, and came across this abandoned structure that exuded so much charm and beauty in the morning light. As I worked on it in watercolor en plein air, I kept wishing that I had studio space inside! I pictured how lovely it would be to step out on that porch with a cup of coffee and say “Good Morning” to a world full of promise, a world waiting to be healed, a world waiting to be re-made in a better image.
To me, mornings that begin with making art are better than mornings that do not. Hopefully I can create a better morning tomorrow. Thanks for reading.
Tags: Arkansas, Emerson, Emerson biography, Emerson: The Mind on Fire, Eureka Springs, Goethe, Napoleon, Robert D. Richardson Jr., summer
September 23, 2011 at 9:45 pm |
Emerson had a great mind but, poor man, he also had a very limited knowledge about many things, not the least of which was our friend Napoleon. I will give you but one example: the Civil Code he devised. Today that body of laws – revised over the years of course, is still much in evidence in the legal systems of many countries including France, the province of Quebec in Canada, and even in the state of Louisiana in the USA. And of course, there’s Napoleon Brandy. I have never heard of Emerson anything? Have you?
Cheers!
Pierre Vachon
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September 24, 2011 at 6:10 am |
Lyrical and beautiful…both the post and the painting.
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September 24, 2011 at 7:20 pm |
Thank you, Linda. I’m hoping to explore some plein air angles before the weekend is finished.
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