For thou not farther than my thoughts canst move,
And I am still with them, and they with thee;
Or, if they sleep, thy picture in my sight
Awakes my heart, to heart's and eyes' delight.
Sonnet XLVII
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Shaky Constructs of Questionable Import and Dubious Utility.
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Very nice, Portia.
Who is the artist?
Thanks spd. Just a day but a day unlike any other.
Wanna guess the artist?
Shakespeare, of course.
Oh, you mean the painting?! Some import, I daresay...my first guess would be Matisse.
No, but a contemporary of his, and like Matisse he painted in the south of France.
That's it? No more guesses?
I am tempted to say Georges Rouault, but his pieces are generally darker in both palate and subject.
Marc Chagall??
Is there a prize, besides the quiet joy of self - affirmation?
-Don Brouhaha
You got it, Don. I'm embarassed.
Yes, there is a prize, by the way. You get to send me stuff to post from now until the end of next week because that slacker Portia is taking vacation.
So get crackin.
Cracking, SIR!
-Don Brouhaha
Yeah you, Mr. Don! That'll teach you to open your art savvy mouth!
I can't pretend to understand some of his work/symbolism but I enjoy the "trip" just the same. He's often referred to as a "Poet" and rightly so with his paintings providing an unending "canvas" of metaphor and lyricism. One of my favorites is The Birthday, which hangs at the MoMA in NYC, and which I have spent hours and hours standing in front of over the years.
maybe it's time for another episode of CSI, spd.
Hey, I actually have been to the Orsay in Paris a time or three, and I know a smidge about the difference in styles, plus, with the wonder of the Internet...well, it was a lucky guess. So there.
Portia, you really need to broaden your horizons:"..'The Birthday'...which I have spent hours and hours standing in front of over the years."
That's nice dear, but hours and hours? :)
Enjoy your vacation, which I hope is 'far from the madding crowd'.
-Don Brouhaha
Cumulative hours, Don. I've been visiting it since I was twenty something and now I'm twenty plus plus something so that makes for plus plus number of hours. Maybe more:) I'm a slow study.
Yes, far from the madding crowds of Times Square but the Sonoran Desert is fraught with its own madding crowds. I came face to face today with a family of javelinas. Six in total.
I'm told they like prickly pear cactus more than redheads; I blinked just the same.
Anybody know the lyrics to Take me back to Manhattan?
No, but if you hum a few bars I can make them up.
It's a Cole Porter song. Rosemary Clooney sings it on your i-Pod.
The more I travel across the gravel
The more I sail the sea
The more I feel convinced of the fact
New York’s the town for me
That crazy skyline
Is right in my line
And when I’m far away
I’m able to bear it for several hours
Then I break down and say
Take me back to Manhattan
Take me back to New York
I’m just longing to see once more
My little home on the hundredth floor
Can you wonder I’m gloomy?
Can you smile when I frown?
I miss the east side, the west side
The north side and the south side
So take me back to Manhattan
That dear old dirty town!
I await your version.
To the tune of "Take me out to the Ballgame" (I'm making this up!)
Take me back to Manhatten
Take me back to my town
Find me a Deli near old Times Square
A visit there and I don't have a care
So it's take the el train from Brooklyn,
Or over that fabulous bridge,
Downtown to midtown at 5 o'clock
We'll walk the green at old Central Park
Then it's back to shopping at Macy's
If we go home broke, that's okay
'Cause Manhatten is expensive to visit
In the old U.S.A.
(not Cole Porter, can you tell?:)
New York is one great city, and a fabulous place to visit, but on the whole, I'd rather be in the Sonorran desert in Arizona.
-Don (not Cole Porter) Brouhaha
Golly, you folks are talented!
Portia is talented and clever; I'm just going for sarcastic and annoying (it's my second childhood!).
-Don Brouhaha
Don, I take no credit for the lyrics I posted. They were penned by Cole Porter.
You, however, should take great pleasure in knowing that spd dissed both you and the inimitable Mr. Porter in the same breath with his "golly" comment.
Mazeltov, Don. There are few finer songwriters with whom one could hope to share a Razzie...especially in the midst of a second childhood:)
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