Friday, November 30, 2007

Robert Mileham with Vivien Mallock

Here I am with Vivien, a Sculptor and friend, discussing a couple of my works.

Friday, November 09, 2007

November

How awful, I did think it was a bit short. Here is the full version I think. It was the "distance looking blue..and ... the steeple" that I thought I remembered.

  • No sun--no moon!
  • No morn--no noon!
  • No dawn--no dusk--no proper time of day--
  • No sky--no earthly view--
  • No distance looking blue--
  • No road--no street--no "t'other side this way"--
  • No end to any Row--
  • No indications where the Crescents go--
  • No top to any steeple--
  • No recognitions of familiar people--
  • No courtesies for showing 'em--
  • No knowing 'em!
  • No traveling at all--no locomotion--
  • No inkling of the way--no notion--
  • "No go" by land or ocean--
  • No mail--no post--
  • No news from any foreign coast--
  • No Park, no Ring, no afternoon gentility--
  • No company--no nobility--
  • No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
  • No comfortable feel in any member--
  • No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
  • No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds--
  • November!
(Had to put the bullet points in for the correct lines)

See also here:
http://www.lang.nagoya-u.ac.jp/~matsuoka/Hood.html

It seems there is a shorter version there, but I prefer the long one. He wrote it in 1844 in coaching days, but it is still very recognisable to the Novembers of my "youth"!

He was also responsible for that imortal line:


Like tearful Proserpine, snatch'd from her flow'rs

To a most gloomy breast.

Memories of Childhood "Recitals"







So far we have only had one grey day here. The poem which I remember having to recite rather publicly as a small boy does not reflect the first 9 days this year. Plenty of time left though.


Erik's pictures of Holland are beautiful so this poem is hardly appropriate there either...yet..

Marly's on insects is also worth a visit. This is dedicated to them:


November



By T Hood


No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day.

No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,

No comfortable feel in any member -

No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,

No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds!

-November!

Forth Plinth

Nicely in keeping with the rest of Trafalgar Square it now seems it has its own website so we can admire it anywhere in the world from our PC. One consolation is what it replaced. Roll on the next replacement.
http://www.fourthplinth.org.uk/thomas_schutte.htm

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Painted Sculpture

It is nearly a century since the ideals and understanding of what is Art were turned upside down. In this new century, Sculpture, the premier medium for visual arts being first on the scene, has to consider again the fundamentals.
A three dimensional work of art in a recognisable subject such as the human body, does not strive to replicate what is already there. So you may ask, is Ron Mueck’s work Art? Though very realistic and a bit spooky, it does have style, that element which tells us instantly that it is “a Mueck”, so perhaps it is Art. If it was a perfect replica of a human body it would be impossible to attribute to an individual Artist just by looking at it.
We have known for some time that some of the earliest sculpture was painted, and some even had eyes made of other materials. The Renaissance seems to have been dominated by Marble and so it continued until the 1900s that Marble and Bronze were the favoured mediums for the highest echelons of Sculptured forms.
We have become used to “form” in sculpture being its reason d’etre haven’t we? It is what puts it above the porcelain figurine, or fair ground effigies.
You can usually “spot” a Rodin, even if you haven’t seen it before. But what if it was painted? Oh horror you may say, but were the Elgin Marbles painted?
I hope this will spark some thought.
Visit ;
http://harvardmagazine.com/2007/11/dazzlers.html


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