While they're here I hold them like my breath. They deepen the sky like blood in my body, I'm glad to offer
my body like this -- a small craft over fields of water, where light can fall, be lost, be caught, be held. I'm naked in my chair, facing the window.
If I were outside I'd want to look up and see someone naked in every window. I think we need the difficult river, we need the absence of tenderness so love can come like shooting stars if it comes.
Ruth L. Schwartz
from Dear Good Naked Morning C 2005 Ruth L. Schwartz
i made a comment in the comments about the color in the bnf online gallery of this, so i'm posting these to compare. the one on the right is the bnf and the one below is the best of the mfa's three.
first, yes. i know this is the same song as yesterday. but it's the version i wanted off this very wonderful tribute to joseph spence cd that i have called "out on the rolling sea." since it's all music from the bahamas, i thought the singers were from there too. uh, nope. blue murder.
second-- i and hundreds, perhaps thousands, of folks here in berkeley followed our annual new year's day ritual: we went shopping for calendars at the pegasus bookstore annual calendar sale: 3 for $10! what a great lot of calendars i found there yesterday. now this one from the carl larsson calendar -- what is that pink thing??! in front of the lamp.
i also found one of 'impressionist photographers'! this gertrude kasebier is hanging on my wall at this moment, and if i lean my head just a little to the left i see her there.
while i was poking around in the piles and piles of calendars, i started talking with a woman about design. turns out her father did this, among numerous other WPA posters! one of my favorites! wouldn't it be cool if our obama puts artists to work as part of new deal redux?
now, a couple of days ago, you know, the one with the crescent moons, i had an image i was going to use till i suddenly remembered it was new, as opposed to the 100 years old that it looks.
his name is john martinez.
these are both images from a long series he did about operas.
look how amazingly he manages to meld jugendstil, art nouveau and other japonisme styles.
AUGUST METEOR SHOWER
While they're here I hold them
water, where light can fall, be lost, be caught,
so love can come like shooting stars
