Posts Tagged ‘Saint Louis Art Museum’

Art Still Has Truth. Seek Refuge There

January 7, 2013
Completed Still Life

Completed Still Life

The title of this post appears above one of the portals of the Saint Louis Art Museum.  I have seen it since my high school years, and it still stays with me.  The title, cut into the stone of the building to resemble an ancient Roman inscription appears as follows:



Today, I also have the late Rollo May’s sentiment on my heart:

Beneath our loquacious chatter, there is a silent language of our whole being which yearns for art and the beauty from which art comes.

Rollo May, My Quest for Beauty

Tomorrow, I return to the classroom, and not with a heavy heart.  Teaching has been my passion for over twenty years, but I must say openly that I have enjoyed the silence of the holidays, and the long hours of solitude in the Man Cave, painting.  I have also enjoyed the armchair with great reading and heartfelt journaling.  Tomorrow, voices will begin to fill my weekdays once again.  So, it is fitting that I finished this 28 x 22″ still life this afternoon, which has marked my holiday season.  I am glad to sign it and move it aside.  There is more art waiting to emerge from the abyss.

Kindred spirits who have written me the past two days, and conversations I have enjoyed over the holiday have stirred me with a host of new ideas that I am ready to explore.  And I resolve to paint daily (also read daily), and not allow my school responsibilities to eliminate what actually renews me day by day.

Thanks for reading.


April 18, 2012

Leading Workshop at Star Harbor



These are the immortal words carved over a side entrance to the Saint Louis Art Museum.  That message has remained with me for three decades, and most especially the past five years, as I’ve sought to carve out a space for myself in the sphere of art.

I feel dry as dust today.  I’m posting a photo of my last sublime art endeavor–associating with the eighteen eager watercolorists of Star Harbor.  I cannot describe how sorely I miss them this day, and have indeed for the past week.  Since those two days we spent, exploring the dynamics of watercolor, I have been submerged in number-crunching in preparation for filing my Income Tax (made the deadline) and then the six-week grading period ended at my high school, and of course, I was behind in that task.  I made that deadline also, shortly before midnight last night.  Today has been that sick, 4-classes in 4-classrooms schedule at my day job, with no planning period in which to stop and breathe.  I have endured this sick schedule for almost an entire school year now–one that I am more than ready to forget.

I had an art business engagement in Plano, Texas this evening, but have decided now to let that one go.  I’m exhausted to the bone, and need to give my body the rest it needs this afternoon, and (hopefully) return to my neglected studio later tonight.  My need to paint has not been adequately served for much too long.  It is time for me to “cultivate my garden,” as Voltaire would have it.  Hopefully, in the sanctity of the studio, I can get my groove back (Stella?).  I could very well  be posting to this blog later tonight, if I manage to do what I intend.

Thanks, all of you, who read me faithfully.  I’m sorry I’ve had nothing to say for days, but taxes and grading are not interesting enough to write about, as far as I’m concerned–hardly worthy of blog space.  I am confident that I’ll be posting quality stuff soon.