Never a Right Time.

Because I am a straight talking kind of a Chickie, I like to say things as I see them, which is quite apt considering the subject I am about to rant about. Actually I wrote the following as a response to a friend’s blog post about racism, a never ending well-spring of refreshingly good venting…

Is This True Art?

  The Hirschhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden is an interesting place in that it plucks you out of your comfort zone, and places you squarely upon the lap of the absurdly avant grade, otherwise known as Contemporary and Modern Art. Nothing wrong with that you might think, for an establishment such as this. Cylindrical in nature,…

Wherefore ‘Art’ Thou?

Art for me is something that evokes a visceral response, and as such, everything in my world therefore can be considered an expression of art. The following piece I posted originally on my poetry and introspection blog, but as it is, I thought it might make a good introductory post. The piece was sparked by…

Art Confessions

I had a dear, sweet friend ask me the other day why this blog looks like “articles.” It was an excellent question, as I originally set it up to capture my random thoughts and never cared if anyone but my closest friends read it. It’s evolved to being about art, or rather, my take on…

Nah

I definitely wasn’t Hendrix in a past life, but good to know I’m still “out there” when it comes to evaluations. The downside of taking risks in art is that you fail more than you succeed. The upside (and occasionally the downside) is that when you look around the herd is nowhere near. Woe betide…

You Don’t Play Right

Were I still doing my 100 Days of Art Series (and I am, only I’m not posting anything) this would be Day 45. I started thinking, looking at a blogger’s post on Hendrix, that some just don’t play right. You know the type, when you and your mates are playing a friendly game of football,…

One Song: Summertime

In music, particularly in jazz and popular music, there are songs and then there are Standards. Standards have such universal appeal that they are quickly embraced and recorded by a number of artists. In fact, for vocalists, these songs can become almost “required” in the singer’s repertoire if they are to prove their chops. Now,…

The Incompatibility of the Extraordinary Artist

I stumbled across an interesting article, “The Alienation of Extraordinary Experiences,”by Tom Jacobs in Pacific Standard. In short, it cites three studies that find while people get an initial rush from extraordinary experiences, these experiences in turn cause them to be separated socially from their peers, and in the long run, instead of feeling special,…

100 Days of Art – Day 35: Noir Detectives

The Maltese Falcon (1941) 100 min – Drama | Film-Noir | Mystery – 18 October 1941 (USA) IMDb Rating: 8.2/10 from 91,265 users Reviews: 304 user | 145 critic Director: John Huston Writers: John Huston (screenplay), Dashiell Hammett (based upon the novel by) Stars: Humphrey Bogart, Mary Astor, Gladys George A private detective (Humphrey Bogart)…

100 Days of Art – Day 30: The Art of the Selfie

Surprising though it may be, self-portraits weren’t invented with the creation of the first iPhone. Neither did they become popular when the first hairy-knuckled Reality Star staggered out of the jungle to pose for a little self-adoration. Rather, they’ve been around as long as there have been artists. Prior to the Renaissance, selfies were a…