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Melon and Lemon, Quince and Marguerite

Gaughin had many talents, as we know. I was, however, completely unaware of his talent for still life—until I ran across Melon and Lemon (c. 1900), in which he shows us what makes a lemon such a magnificent object to depict. So, of course, I had to make a collage (actually two) of this painting. Above, you’ll find the lemon and melon superimposed on Tamara Lempicka’s Abstract Composition (1960).

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The Golden Shoe

When we were out walking a few days ago, we spotted a golden shoe propped up against a balustrade. There was only the one. So, of course, we had to photograph it. Then, of course, I had to try my hand at collages based on the shoe. Above, the shoe is set in a painting by Ugo Flumiani (1876-1938) said to be titled “Glimpse of the Canal,” though I haven’t been able to confirm that.

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Deconstructing Edward Hopper

Collage using detail of Edward Hopper’s New York Office

Okay, “deconstructing” is a bit lofty to describe the Hopper-based collages posted here, but viewing “Edward Hopper’s New York” at the Whitney proved too great a temptation to resist.

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Of Cabbages and Kings


So much has passed through my mind this morning
That I can give you but a dim account of it
—John Ashbery, The Skaters

These lines from John Ashbery’s The Skaters are among my favorites, for good reason. I keep thinking to write about something among my several ongoing projects, when next I know, I’m on to something else. So, I’m afraid, this is a bit of a miscellany, likely of no interest to anyone but me, but an attempt, at least, to record some of the “dim account” before even that is lost. Continue reading

Three Pieces by Poulenc

Poulenc in Paris

Poulenc in Paris

If I no longer send you my music it is because I simply do not think it would interest you any more.
—Poulenc to Igor Stravinsky, Letter 343 (1962)

I used to listen to composer Francis Poulenc’s Gloria and Stabat Mater so much that I wore them out. From time to time, I’ve thought to add some pieces to my Poulenc listening repertoire, but I never got very far. I did, however, read Echo and Source, Selected Correspondence 1915-1963, on a prompt from David Nice: Continue reading