This blog reached its all-time high stats on Saturday, and THEN went on to break that record the very next day, Sunday September 26th. Hmm, interesting. You don’t think it has anything to do with the extreme closeup, ful-frontal nude reclined photo that’s been up over the weekend, do you? Naah. I say it’s just a coincidence
First let me direct you all to Fred Hatt’s newest blog post; a marvelous discussion of foreshortened figure poses with dazzling drawings accompanied by Fred’s great commentary. He also mentions a bit about our photography session the other day which is pretty cool.
As for me, I’m fine, I’m working, and life is good. Well, I’m not 100% fine in that I’m a little on the distracted side. Both my mind and heart are preoccupied with a certain something/someone/situation and it’s making me a little cuckoo. Nothing at all to worry about my friends. I know you all care about me
But it’s a heady feeling, even with this pinch of anxiety I have. Strange how one can experience uncertainty, exhilaration, frustration, ardor, ambivalence, desire, and stress all at the same time! I’m like a hot simmering soup of many spices and flavors. That’s an awful analogy but I can’t think of anything better right now. I’m distracted, remember?
Anyway, let’s move on to “Music Monday”. I recently “re-discovered” an artist who I have really only known from one painting at the Met. I’m somewhat ashamed that I haven’t paid more attention to him. He is the American painter John White Alexander and I was reminded of him again when I came this across this lovely painting. I’ve been keeping it on reserve in my image stash for a Music Monday post. Alexander began his career as an illustrator in New York, but went on to pursue formal fine arts training in Europe. While there he befriended fellow American expatriate artist James McNeill Whistler. By the 1890s, Alexander was producing work mostly of female subjects and portraits. To achieve his decorative, graceful painting style, Alexander employed linear contours, broad brushstrokes, and a soft palette.
This is John White Alexander’s Ray of Sunlight, or The Cellist, from 1898: