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“As democracy is perfected, the office of president represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.”

H.L. Mencken, On Politics: A Carnival of Buncombe


Well, H.L. Mencken was certainly proven correct, only 60 years after he published the words above back in 1956.

I don’t know what that truly says about us as a people and our inner soul. But I do know that today we have a chance to clean up that lapse in judgement.

It’s election day 2020! Kick out the jams, folks! Let’s get this thing done. To be honest, I was going to use a different word here instead of folks. All you old MC5 fans out there will know what I was thinking.

I am not going to drone on. Just asking you to participate, to get out there and vote. Thank you for all who have already taken their civic responsibility seriously and voted early. And if you have yet to vote, stand tough and get that vote in today.

Take nothing for granted and do not be discouraged, intimidated or swayed.

Just vote.

I used the painting above from Norman Rockwell albeit with the addition of a mask to make it even more relevant to 2020. Even without the mask, it seemed to sum up this year pretty well. You can interpret it for yourself.

Have a good day and let’s hope together that we vote for a different and better future than the one we’ve been headed towards for the past four years.

Here’s an ad from the Lincoln Project, a group of longtime Republican operatives who have been actively opposed to the current iteration of their party and this president***. This is their final message for the election and it features the magnificent rendition of America the Beautiful from Ray Charles. It’s the only time his foundation has allowed the use of his music in a political ad.

This ad doesn’t attack or elevate either candidate even as it asks for you to vote for a change from what is now at hand. It aspires to the ideal of America, its vision and promise. It’s about what we hope to be, How we wish the world to see us and how we hope to see ourselves.

Only one candidate this year can take us anywhere near that goal.

Like the ad says, the time has come.

Vote for change.

Vote for America.


 

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Put this one in the Even the great ones screw up every once in a while file.

This is a painting from Norman Rockwell titled People Reading Stock Exchange, a piece done in 1930 for one of his many Saturday Evening Post covers. There appears to be nothing unique about it at first glance, just a group of folks hunched around a wall chart that they all  find completely absorbing. They all seem perfectly normal until you take a closer look and notice that the young man in the red shirt seems different. You look a bit closer, maybe squint a little until you realize you don’t need to do that to see his abnormality.

Yes, he has three legs.

This strange young fellow apparently went unnoticed for a while and Rockwell himself didn’t recognize it until it was pointed out years later. It proved to be a embarrassing episode for him, especially given his reputation for capturing detail and realism in his work.

Some people have tried to explain it away as some sort of subconscious phallic representation which seems like a stretch to me. I think it was merely an oversight although an unusual one. As a casual viewer, it it something that is easy to overlook but I am more surprised that in the process of adding the finishing touches that it simply didn’t register for him that he was creating a most unusual young man.

As an artist, it’s reassuring, even comforting, to see someone so meticulous in his process make such an error.

Most artists have at least a handful of such things in their background, pieces with shadows that make no sense in nature or arms or necks that are much too long for any living human. Most go unnoticed. The unfortunate thing is that once they are identified, they become the focal point of that painting forever– something once seen that cannot be unseen.

I know that I have several paintings with mistakes, with departures from the laws of physics and other realities. These are pieces that, without these flaws being pointed out, are strong and full works. Few people, if any, notice these flaws but for me they are sometimes the first things my eyes rest upon in the picture. But they don’t bother me as I imagine this bothered Rockwell.

I see them as symbols of our humanity, our inherent flawed nature. We don’t need to point out our flaws. They’re there for all to see. We can only hope people accept us, three legs or two or one.

And the three-legged young man here is a refreshing reminder of Rockwell’s humanity.

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This post originally ran here back in 2013. It has proven to be one of the more popular posts through the years, often getting hundreds and sometimes thousands of views in a day. It is a favorite of mine, as well, simply for the reminder that we are imperfect beings. I certainly make no pretense of perfection in my own work. In fact, flaws are an inherent part of what I do. My signature, if you will.

Must be I subscribe to the words of Fred Astaire:

The higher up you go, the more mistakes you are allowed. Right at the top, if you make enough of them, it’s considered to be your style.”

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norman-rockwell-election-day Well, we’re finally nearing the end of our national nightmare.  With that in mind, I thought I would show a couple of paintings concerning our election process from Norman Rockwell who chronicled this country for many, many decades and often seemed to get to the core of things in his work.  At the bottom, I included a couple of his most famous paintings to show that our elections are something more than popularity contests.  They do indeed have consequences.  They do shape our view of and in the world.

Voting is our right, one that has been hard fought and bled for.  But more than that, it is an obligation.  We must play our part, to raise our singular voice in how our nation moves ahead.  Do not take this right and obligation lightly–vote.norman-rockwell-election-day-with-dognorman-rockwell-elect-casey
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NewYearsDay NC Wyeth

Painting by N.C. Wyeth

New Year’s Day 2016. Thought I’d start 2016 with a few takes on New Year’s Day from some of my favorite illustrators.  Wishing everyone good health and good news in the New Year.  I’m getting ready and  am kind of looking forward to coming back to the blog on a regular basis in a few days.

NewYearsDay Ben Kimberly Prins

Painting by Ben Kimberly Prins

NewYearsDay Howard Pyle

Drawing by Howard Pyle

NewYearsDay Norman Rockwell

Painting by Norman Rockwell

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J.C. Leyendecker 1930

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J.C. Leyendecker 1940

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J.C. Leyendecker 1942

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Norman Rockwell Tiny Tim  I am taking a short hiatus from writing the blog just to recharge a bit.  This has been a part of my day for over seven years now and I have tried to put out something every day.  But I am a little run down at the moment , a little depleted.  I need a short break and figure this time around the holidays is the right time to put the blog on hold.  Maybe for a week or two.  Maybe more. Maybe less.

Who knows?  Nothing is written in stone and I might feel like I have something to say tomorrow or next week.

Or not.

Regardless, I send out many thanks to those who check in here regularly as well as my warmest wishes for happy holidays everyone.  Here’s hoping the New Year is a peaceful one.  May Tiny Tim’s wish come to be.

So for this Sunday’s musical selection I have chosen a holiday selection.  It’s a beautiful version of the traditional A Child is Born done by the the late jazz great Thad Jones with the Mel Lewis Jazz Orchestra.

Have a great Sunday and a great holiday.  I’ll be back soon…

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Norman Rockwell- People Reading Stock ExchangePut this one in the “Even the great ones screw up every once in a while” file. This is a painting from Norman Rockwell  titled  People Reading Stock Exchange for one of his many Saturday Evening Post covers.  There appears to be nothing unique about it at first glance,  just a group of folks hunched around a wall chart that they all  find completely absorbing.  They all seem perfectly normal until you take a closer look and notice that the young man in the red shirt seems different.  You look a bit closer, maybe squint a little  until you realize you don’t need to do that to see his abnormality. Yes, he has three legs. Norman Rockwell- People Reading Stock Exchange detailRockwell apparently didn’t notice this until it was pointed out years later and it proved to be a embarrassing episode for him, especially given his reputation for capturing detail in his work.

Some people have tried to explain it away as some sort of subconscious phallic representation which seems like a stretch to me.  I think it was merely an oversight although an unusual one.   As a casual viewer, it it something that is easy to overlook but I am more amazed that in the process that it simply didn’t register for him that he was creating a most unusual young man. As an artist, it’s reassuring to see someone so meticulous make such an error.

Most artists have at least a handful of such things in their background, pieces with shadows that make no sense in nature or arms that are much too long for any living human.  Most go unnoticed.  The unfortunate thing is that once they are identified, they become the focal point of that painting forever– something once seen cannot be unseen.

I know that I have several paintings with such mistakes, pieces that, without these flaws being pointed out, are strong and full works. Few people, if any, notice these flaws but for me they are the first things my eyes rest upon in the picture. They don’t bother me as I am sure this bothered Rockwell.  I see them as symbols of our humanity, our inherent flawed nature.

We don’t need to point out our flaws.  They’re there for all to see.  We can only hope people accept us, three legs or two or one.  And the three-legged young man here is a refreshing reminder of Rockwell’s humanity.

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Babe Ruth Syracuse NY Aug  1922I came across this photo yesterday.  It’s one of my all time favorites.  It’s a shot taken in Syracuse in August of 1922 that features Babe Ruth surrounded by a throng of kids.  He stands in the middle of the crowd,  glowing like a sun that is creating a gravity from which no kid can escape.    I think this photo perfectly captures the incredible charisma that Ruth displayed for the American public.

I believe this was taken at Burnet Park where the Babe appeared at a game between two teams in the newly formed Babe Ruth League.  One of the teams was from the  House of Providence orphanage in Syracuse and many of the kids in this photo are no doubt orphans.  They surely felt a keen kinship with Ruth who had been sent to St. Mary’s orphanage in Baltimore  by his parents when he was an out of control child.  He was one of their own.

It was easy to love the Babe when I was a kid.  I read everything I could on him, knew his stories and stats inside out and remember my Grandmother telling me about seeing the Babe play when she and my Grandfather were on their honeymoon in 1921.   I also remember standing in front of his locker at Cooperstown the first time I was there as a child, looking on at his bat and uniform as though I were a true believer  gazing at some ancient religious artifact.  His big hands had actually gripped the thick handle of the bat.  That amazed me because he was more a mythic character than real man at that point– Paul Bunyan dressed in pinstripes.

He really was a character out of myth.  Everything about him was big–  his physical stature, his appetites and excesses, his generosities and his successes and failings.  He won and lost on a grand scale.  In many ways, he was a pure symbol of our country at that time.  Big, brash, loud and naive.  Famous and wealthy but still of the people.  He was a Horatio Alger rags-to-riches hero come to life.  He was America at the time.

I could just go on and on about the Bambino but I think this photo just about sums its up.  His big round head dominates the scene and the kids reflect back to him the unabashed affection that he emitted towards them.  I always think of this photo as a the head of a sunflower with Babe being the very center and the kids being the golden florets that surround it.  The faces of those kids are wonderful as well, like a compilation of Americana pulled from  Norman Rockwell paintings.   I would imagine almost all are long dead since this photo was taken 91 years back but I wonder what became of many of these kids, what sort of lives they led.  How they made it through the coming Depression and World War and where they ended up.  But I can probably imagine that most of them remembered the day that they stood with Babe Ruth until the day they died.

Just a great photo…

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Norman Rockwell- Breaking Home TiesI was looking at the shelves above my desk yesterday and spotted two books of Norman Rockwell paintings that I haven’t looked at in some time.  It made me realize that I’ve barely mentioned Norman Rockwell here on the blog which seems all too fitting– his work was so consistently brilliant and ubiquitous that it is often easy to overlook him. Or downplay his talent, as it was such a common thing to do among critics, especially in the 70’s and 80’s when Rockwell was definitely not cool in any sense of the word.

Norman Rockwell- The HomecomingThe critics of that time saw his work as often being overly sentimental and trite, a painter of  an idealized American dream that didn’t deal with the quickly changing world.  But that was merely the result of Rockwell meeting  (and exceeding) the requirements of the multitude of  illustration assignments he received throughout his career.  He painted to meet the desires of his clients and they wanted narrative images that were immediate and deep in their meaning, images that were not ambiguous in any sense.

Which is exactly what they got along with a magnificent chronicle of the last century.  Along with some incredibly beautiful painting, work that elevated these images from simple  illustration to grand art.

Norman Rockwell - The Four FreedomsI love  the immediacy of Rockwell’s work, the fact that you are easily swept into the narrative that he creates.  It is instantly accessible and speaks in a universal language of emotion.  But it’s the color of his work, the darks and lights and the way in which he handles them and places them within the compositions, that moves me.  They are something out of a rich and pure dream, colors that give me a deeply felt satisfaction.  I certainly don’t paint in any way like Norman Rockwell but I still long for his colors.

I remember seeing his scene of a farm family during a visit from the vet who is checking out the young daughter’s calf , shown below.  The painting was hanging at our local museum as part of a traveling exhibit and from a distance it was instantly recognizable as Rockwell’s work.  Tight and illustrative.  But as you came closer, you could see the beautiful marks, loose paint strokes that made up the ground on which they were standing.  It was just a wonder to see how he was able to put the piece together and have it read as it did.  It really made me more appreciate his work.

Norman Rockwell- Farm Family Scene

 

Rockwell’s life  (1894-1978) and long career  spanned perhaps of the great periods of change in the history of our world.   He captured us at our best and at our worst, with images that were often poignant as well as humorous.  We are so fortunate to have had such a masterful eye keeping tabs on us. Looking at his images, there are literally hundreds that I could have used for this little post.  I’m sure most of you will have images of his in your head that will immediately come forward.  It is a most remarkable body of work, one that inspires awe from my perspective as an artist.  I’m sorry it took so long to acknowledge your brilliance, Mr. Rockwell.

Norman Rockwell- The Problem We All Live With

 

Norman Rockwell- The Art Critic

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Howard Pyle-  Marooned PirateLater this year, the Fenimore Art Museum will be presenting a big show featuring the works of the first family of American art, the Wyeths, in a show titled  The Wyeths: A Family Legacy.  I have written several times here about my admiration for the work of  family patriarch NC Wyeth and son, Andrew Wyeth.  Their work is woven into the cloth of American art and this should be a great exhibit highlighting their work as well as other talented members of the clan.  Also included in this show will be work  by the great American illustrator, Howard Pyle, who was the teacher and mentor to NC.

Howard PyleAlthough his name is not nearly as well known as many who followed in his footsteps, it’s hard to overstate the influence that Pyle (1853-1911)  had on future generations of American illustrators and artists.  He was huge in his time, a celebrity who mingled with the great writers and thinkers of the time.  His illustrations for many of the most popular magazines of that time, based on the great stories of literature, shaped how we saw those stories.  Cinematographers, costumers and set designers took their clues from Pyle’s visions of the stories they were staging.  For example, his vision of Robin Hood became the idealized version that we came to know in the old Errol Flynn classic movie.  His idea of the pirates of Treasure Island became ours.  His cowboys, knights  and explorers ingrained themselves into our collective psyche as we saw them on the page and on the movie screen.

Howard-Pyle-The-Wolf-and-Doctor-Wilkinson-Once-it-Chased-Doctor-Wilkinson-into-the-Very-Town-ItselfThere is an interesting sidebar to the extent of Pyle’s fame.  In a letter to his brother, Theo, Vincent Van Gogh wrote ” Do you know an American magazine Harpers Monthly?  There are wonderful sketches in it…which struck me dumb with admiration…by Howard Pyle”  His work may have been illustration but it was  pure art as well and the eye of Van Gogh could see that in the  line work and rhythm of his compositions.   I know that I am always inspired by his work and the that of his acolytes,  including NC Wyeth and Norman Rockwell.   I am  really looking forward to seeing his work alongside the Wyeths this year at the Fenimore.  It should be a memorable show.

 

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As we end this year, 2011, I thought I’d take a minute and show a few of the Saturday Evening Post covers from the first half of the 20th century that celebrate the new year, all created by  the great illustrator J.C Leyendecker

Leyendecker is credited with popularizing the notion of the New Year being embodied as a baby and for over thirty years his versatile babies hailed in the new year for the popular magazine, often in a timely fashion.  One hundred years ago, he had a baby suffragette marching across the cover and in times of war he had sword wielding doughboys and Nazi-fighting GIs.  The one thing they all had in common was Leyendecker beautiful style.

The German-born Leyendecker came to America as a child in 1882 and became one of the most successful and influential illustrators of his time.  He is perhaps best known for his Arrow Collar Man, a long-running series of ads that shaped how the American man of that time came to be viewed.  He also did so many of their covers that his name was  associated almost synonymously with the Saturday Evening Post, in much the same way the work of Norman Rockwell became after him.

I wonder how Leyendecker might have portrayed this new year’s baby?

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