tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82086065756152230442008-11-28T15:59:18.252-08:00OPUS6IX ARTISTSRobert Canaganoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208606575615223044.post-23906248909284919402008-11-28T15:50:00.000-08:002008-11-28T15:59:18.337-08:00Jenny Gray's new work<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/STCFxhleAbI/AAAAAAAAAWs/AXPmM1L70H8/s1600-h/test-striplw.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/STCFxhleAbI/AAAAAAAAAWs/AXPmM1L70H8/s320/test-striplw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273862249526460850" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/STCFTg_RUWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/WGE-3cBnjoo/s1600-h/counterSpacelw.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/STCFTg_RUWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/WGE-3cBnjoo/s320/counterSpacelw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273861733970170210" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/STCFDOYsMdI/AAAAAAAAAWU/y1ILPcJwxr8/s1600-h/print-formlw.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/STCFDOYsMdI/AAAAAAAAAWU/y1ILPcJwxr8/s320/print-formlw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273861454098608594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/STCECdTq0DI/AAAAAAAAAWM/iJSj7JEQ4z4/s1600-h/TypeMuselw.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/STCECdTq0DI/AAAAAAAAAWM/iJSj7JEQ4z4/s320/TypeMuselw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273860341412581426" /></a>Robert Canaganoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208606575615223044.post-89163394797255429692008-10-23T22:17:00.000-07:002008-10-23T22:25:42.362-07:00Jeff White Opens NEW SHOW<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/SQFcSmdYxcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/FQUrdSbwQhc/s1600-h/white_august_reflections_up.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/SQFcSmdYxcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/FQUrdSbwQhc/s320/white_august_reflections_up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260587314376656322" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Jeff White, now famous for his 2006 Bach Festival poster, will return to Eugene with new and exciting works on October 31st.<br />He will be present on First Friday November 7th to talk about his art and his love of painting!<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span>Robert Canaganoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208606575615223044.post-50515657470355548262008-09-18T16:53:00.000-07:002008-09-18T16:58:55.540-07:00Beverly Soasey opens new show<img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HP_ADM%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Beyond the Search" feature new works from her trip to Italy plus drawings, sculpture, and her usual exciting fair.<br />Opening Friday the 19th of Sept. Join us on First Friday and meet the artist.<br /></span></span>Robert Canaganoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208606575615223044.post-7320283449597547052008-08-28T14:55:00.000-07:002008-08-28T14:58:50.690-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/SLce822_NnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/d5MpjiKBleY/s1600-h/Dantes-Garden-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/SLce822_NnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/d5MpjiKBleY/s320/Dantes-Garden-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239690722335995506" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Allen Cox<br />"Dante's Garden"<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">First Friday September 5th<br /><br />Showing through September 14th</span>Robert Canaganoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208606575615223044.post-80507422968212404042008-01-17T16:28:00.000-08:002008-01-17T16:34:03.322-08:00Lybecker show "City of Industry"Kirk Lybecker<br />“City of Industry”<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /> 1. “A Pleasant Upscale view of Redemption” 42” x 60” oil $17,000<br /> 2. “A Sanctuary for the Dispossessed” 52” x 63” oil $22,000<br /> 3. “Wise Buy Market” 29” x 40” w/c $8,100<br /> 4. “A Small Sanctuary for the Dispossessed” 25” x 40” w/c $7,000<br /> 5. “Living the American Dream” 25” x 40” w/c $7,000<br /> 6. “Another Day at the Hotel Rorschach” 29” x 40” w/c $8,000<br /> 7. “In the Service of an Indifferent Master” 58” x 40” oil $15,600<br /> 8. “Dreams of Idaho” 50” x 63” oil $20,900<br /> 9. “The Office Furniture of Mortality” 42” x 63” oil $19,000<br /> 10. “Elevator Music” 48” x 58” oil $17,800<br /> 11. “The Nature of Fracture and Paradox” 22” x 30” w/c $5,400<br /> <br /> 12.<a href="http://www.artchive.com/artchive/D/de_chiricobio.html"> “Nearer de Chirico than Close” </a> 50” x 40” oil $13,500<br /> (in front window)<br /> 13 “Lunch at the Café Hysteria” 42” x 46” oil $13,000<br /> (at Café Perugino)<br /><br /></span>Robert Canaganoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208606575615223044.post-84220956788508976452008-01-12T23:17:00.000-08:002008-01-12T23:50:48.418-08:00Upcoming Show Jan 18-March 9<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/R4nAtAGEkLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/siCV0jmJFCw/s1600-h/The+Office+Furniture.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kD3F9sJ-SsE/R4nAtAGEkLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/siCV0jmJFCw/s200/The+Office+Furniture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154863127854354610" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family:Arial;"><b><u><span style="font-family:Palatino;"> Kirk Lybecker:</span></u></b></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> </span><a href="http://www.opus6ix.com/artists/lybecker_kirk/jan_08/kirk_lybecker_january_2008_show.htm">City of Industry<br /></a><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Look for the four page article on Mr. Lybecker in January issue of American Art Collector<br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></span></span><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > Kirk Lybecker paints from an aerie perched atop one of Portland’s old warehouse buildings in the Water neighborhood surrounded by an extraordinary amount of golf balls, a huge rubber plant, and a piano. Though his spacious aerie has a bank of windows facing south, Kirk’s easel is secluded in an interior studio bathed in radiant, artificial light. He makes a mean cup of coffee and says with an ironic/philosophical laugh, and a satiric nod to Thomas Kinkade, “I paint urban blight.” </span></span> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > Kirk warns me artists tend to rationalize things and he teaches me the word, Pleonasm.<br /> </span> <span style=";font-family:Baskerville;font-size:130%;" > <span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /> </span><span style="font-family:Courier;">pleonasm</span></span><span style=";font-family:Courier;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:HiraMinPro-W3;"> |ˈplēəˌnazəm|</span><span style="font-family:Baskerville;"> |</span><span style="font-family:Monaco;">ˌ</span><span style="font-family:Baskerville;">pli</span></span><span style=";font-family:Courier;font-size:130%;" >ə</span><span style=";font-family:Courier;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Monaco;">ˈ</span><span style="font-family:Baskerville;">nøz</span></span><span style=";font-family:Courier;font-size:130%;" >ə</span><span style=";font-family:Baskerville;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Courier;">m</span><span style="font-family:Courier;">| |</span></span><span style=";font-family:Courier;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Monaco;">ˌ</span><span style="font-family:Baskerville;">pli</span><span style="font-family:Lucida Grande;">ː</span></span><span style=";font-family:Courier;font-size:130%;" >ə</span><span style=";font-family:Courier;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Baskerville;">(</span><span style="font-family:Lucida Grande;">ʊ</span><span style="font-family:Baskerville;">)</span><span style="font-family:Monaco;">ˈ</span><span style="font-family:Baskerville;">naz(</span></span><span style=";font-family:Courier;font-size:130%;" >ə</span><span style=";font-family:Courier;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Baskerville;">)m|noun</span></span><span style=";font-family:Courier;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Baskerville;"><br /> the use of more words than are necessary to convey meaning (e.g.,</span><i><span style="font-family:Baskerville-Italic;"> see with one's eyes</span></i></span><span style=";font-family:Baskerville;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Courier;">), either as a fault of style or for emphasis</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">.</span></span><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > Though he might protest if you say it: Kirk is a deep thinker and he uses words well. He is not a pleonast. In Kirk’s own words, “This is the age that I live in and it is difficult not to have some thoughts about it.” Here are some of those thoughts.</span></span><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><b><u> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > Kirk was born in Tacoma Washington but grew up in Kansas.</span></u></b></span><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><br /> “</span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" >I did very poorly in high school but well, they had to take me into college because I graduated from a Kansas high school. I did much better in college. I did much better in physics and chemistry and biology and poorly in English (laughs with irony) much to my bridled embarrassment. </span></span> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><b><u> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > On Drawing and Painting.</span></u></b></span><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><br /> “</span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" >Drawing was always easy because you always have a pencil and some paper, you always have some bored teacher, you know, that’s trying to drive you into sleep. A pencil, paper, drawing paper is always convenient: it is always there.”</span></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “I’ve always painted. I’ve always done something in art; watercolors or something like that in the third or fourth grade. I know that I was always doing some oil painting, probably in the seventh or eighth grade.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “Draw I did, through junior high school and high school, doing little art projects, odds and ends, a little painting, a little colored pencil, by the time that I got into college in Topeka Kansas in the 70’s. One of my teachers was Ed Navone, a very good teacher. His milieu was drawing and I gravitated to drawing trying to acquire a visual literacy; sort of like syntax to a writer I suppose.”</span><b><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > </span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><b><u> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > On Being a Bad Sculptor </span></u></b> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > <br /> “I don’t actually have a degree in painting. I graduated with a Bachelor’s in Fine Arts in Sculpture. Upon graduating with, well, with pretty decent grades in sculpture, I came to the startling and unavoidable conclusion that I just wasn’t very good at it. All the sculpture that I did didn’t have any sense of presence. It didn‘t have any depth to it, and I was heading for graduate school, and all of the graduate schools that I applied to in sculpture quite rightly turned me down. They said, “Thank you very much, but no thank you.” I went to the University of Idaho, who said ‘we like what you’ve been doing but we’d like you to enroll as a graduate student in painting and drawing rather than in sculpture.’” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><b><u> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > Have You Made Your Living as an Artist Your Entire Life?</span></u></b><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" ><br /> “Yes and no. I started doing odd jobs. I taught at Portland Community College for about six years and started teaching at Clark College in Vancouver in 1989. I’ve had other things, but for the most part it is the art which has been paying the bills, which is surprising the hell out of me.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “There was one time in the early eighties I was thinking about doing something like selling insurance, but then somebody bought an $8000 watercolor. You know, that goes a long way to making you feel like some of the stuff is worth something.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><b><u> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > On Light, and Creating Art in the Time You are Born.</span></u></b><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" ><br /> “Light defines. To give a painting dimension you have to have a real respect for light. This is where abstract expressionism and a lot of painting digressed from paintings of the 19<sup>th</sup> century; the Winslow Homers and stuff like that. After World War 1 a lot of that light and dark, the heavy chiaroscuro really lost a lot of favor simply because it kind of got washed away with the post WW1 sense of aesthetics. You live in the time you live, and if I had endured WW1 and the trenches, the flu {Spanish Flu} outbreak, I would be pretty dissatisfied in society, or life, or the universe in general, and I certainly wouldn’t be looking back to the art of the old days.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “Art is really of its time. You can’t really be a painter of Impressionist paintings in this day and age: it just doesn’t work. I very much enjoy abstract paintings. I know what and why it is but I ‘m not an abstract painter because I don’t have the talent or the gift. One of the great ironies of our time is that it probably takes far more skill and far more luck to make an abstract painting that is going to engage you for as much time as a painting of a flower is going to engage you.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “I think a lot about the dimensionality of things and light defines dimension. You can’t really define a sense of place, a sense of how you feel about something, the sadness or the happiness of it, without first taking into effect the light. Then you can take into account the structure, composition, color, and what details you’re going to put in. Lights the one.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “The prime times for really getting good light tend to be early morning or afternoon because it is refracting through more atmosphere. There’s more color, but you also get better shadows because that’s the doppelganger, when you can see the two together: that’s what you’re looking for. I’m always fascinated by summer, if there’s a big storm that blows through with clouds on the east side of where you are and the sun coming through with a little angle: it electrifies the trees; neon electrified.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><b><u> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > On Paying Attention to the Dark Areas, and Complexity.</span></u></b><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" ><br /> “One of the things that I’m really fond of is the attention you can pay to the things that are in the darker areas of paintings, because that’s not what someone is going to see right off the bat. Like a well-written novel, you {need to} keep coming back to it and there are different things there every time you look at it.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “I like complicated art. I like a story that you can read again and again and again and get different things out of it, different meanings.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “I do not need to rail against he age in which I live, but a lot of contemporary music isn’t as much fun as seventeenth century or eighteenth century music: you can’t get it by just appreciating the back-beat. And painting is like that, although, unfortunately I don’t feel it is well appreciated in this particular day and age, you know complicated paintings. Maybe it has fallen out of fashion just as complicated music is not much in favor. That’s just the way it is. You live in the age in which you live and sometimes you rail against the teenagers and their loud music, but I’m sure my parents railed against the teenagers, and the people in the fourteenth century railed against all those extra notes that were in that music, so what can I say?” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><b><u> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > On Modern Art, Quantum Mechanics, and Explaining the Inexplicable.</span></u></b><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" ><br /> “I have a very good friend, he’s retired from NASA and Cal. Tech. I believe he was nominated for a Nobel Prize because he figured out the density at which a star will collapse. He and I go back and forth about the nature of our two different worlds. His is quantum mechanics and mine is art and he’s gone through some experiments about why polarity works and doesn’t work. How can a photon go through one polarity filter but not through two polarity filters, but if you have three it goes through all three. My turn on that is, art simply defies any logical explanation similarly to {those photons} and quantum mechanics. You can only describe what you see. The context of art is at least as irrational as quantum mechanics. And you know we, unfortunately don’t have the math to back up the way things are. Art is weird, as weird as life.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “I would not think of myself as being partly philosophical because most of the things I talk about seem self evident, such as that modern art is difficult, alienating, hard to comprehend, hard to see as anything but for ridicule.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “Modern art is really a reaction to the kind of alienation that society has built. It is very difficult for people to understand what art is, so there’s a high demand for artists to explain the inexplicable -- why are you doing this, what are your influences? Artists do have a problem, in that you are required to say something about art in a literary fashion that doesn’t necessarily speak to the fact that this isn’t necessarily a literary approach to things.” </span><b><u> <span style="text-decoration: none; line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > </span></u></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><b><u> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > On Wealth and Pricing His Work. </span></u></b> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > <br /> “If your paintings are not selling that means you’re not charging enough for them, because art is worth exactly what you pay for it. If you paid more for a painting it is worth more than if you paid less for it. Of course the corollary for that is, that if your paintings are selling, you’re not charging enough for them. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “Our society is really oriented to success, achievement, and money. Maybe, the best description for me is a skeptic. It is my perception that personal prestige, money, and that sort of things isn’t all that solid; it isn’t something that you should base your life on.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “The world is really a supremely capitalist proposition, that everything that is worth having is going to cost you something. The pursuit of money, of art, is all going to cost you something. The problem is you’re never going to know what the price actually is. You can never know what the price of anything is. How much of your soul are you going to have to give up to become a millionaire?” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “So I’m skeptical of wealth (laughs) though I’d certainly love to try it out, and I buy lottery tickets, because I believe I am of sufficient maturity that if I don’t like it I could drop it like any other drug habit (big laugh).” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><b><u> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > On Van Gogh’s, Cats, Fire, and Skepticism</span></u></b><span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" ><br /> “I respect artists and art, but I’m skeptical and I’m not ready to say my life is devoted to art or anything inane like that.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “Life is a big advertising proposition. People get fooled all the time. Is art; is a Van Gogh more valuable than a cat? I rather like both of them and I would hate to be in the situation where I had to choose one or the other.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > JEB: “In a fire I suspect you would choose the cat over the Van Gogh?” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “You’re probably wrong about that. I have strong respect for cat’s abilities to take care of themselves. A dog on the other hand . . .” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><b><u> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > On a Life spent as an Artist </span></u></b> <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > <br /> “What do you do when you get to the end of your life? Do you look back at your life with pride that you’ve spent thirty years of your life settling insurance claims? Would the money that you earned, the stuff that you got working a regular job be enough to say that you’ve spent a life in the proper pursuit of what you should be doing?” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > “This is probably what artists have in the back of their mind -- what are you doing, is this what you should be doing? You may have a life in heaven, but I’d sure hate to count on it, you know, having spent my time doing a lot of trivial things because it seemed like a good idea at the time, when you were making money having spent your life in the service of an indifferent master.” </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" > <span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Palatino;" > ©Joey Emil Blum, 2006. </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> </span><br /></span></b></span></p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><br /></span></span></span>Robert Canaganoreply@blogger.com0