“Hey, Missy?” Marica asked as she approached Missy’s desk. “Sorry to interrupt, but do you have a minute?” “Sure, Marica,” Missy said slipping off her reading glasses and looking up. “I’m working on the final edits you suggested to my Epic Novel but I could use a break. What’s up?” Missy and Marica just looked
As Missy is wont to do, I’ve began last Sunday’s Travels in the middle of things. So let’s back up. First– thanks to Daughter C! Not only were the photos taken by her when she & the J-Man visited the Walter Anderson Museum of Art, but also she kindly supplied me with a lot of
In order to realize the beauty of man we must realize his connection to nature. Walter Inglis Anderson More coming soon– including The Little Room!
Some models are predicting snow for us. I don’t forecast snow, but what do I know? Grandma Moses’ work is a treasure. Link to works by, or about Anna Mary Robertson Moses at Internet Archive. Many can be “borrowed” (downloaded) for two weeks.
“Marica?” Missy slid off the bed, sauntered over to Marica’s desk and sat down on the floor. “Oh! Hey Missy,” Marica replied. “What’s up?” “Ruff?” wondered Rocky. “Well, Marica, we wondered why you are looking so pensive these last few minutes.” “I’m trying to think of a name for something,” Marica said sighing. “Ruff?” “Oh.
The days of the cave man have passed. Physical strength no longer gives prowess to the individual. What the twentieth century demands is the trained intellect. The man who knows is the man of the hour. The Standard Question Book and Home Study Outlines, The Frontier Press Company, Buffalo, New York. 1919. This is the
Daughter C gave my camera back to me. Complete with 188 images of Walter Anderson’s house in Ocean Springs, Mississippi! The print is “Landscape with Farmhouse” by Mondrain in Metropolitan Seminars in Art Portfolio 4: Abstraction, John Canaday, The Metropolitan Museum of Art, 1959. The various pieces of clutter are petrified wood that Daughter C
As found at WikiArt. Also in the crappy old book, Grandma Moses, Otto Kallir, (Harry N. Abrams, Inc. Publishers, New York, 1973) which lays open on the Big Book podium to [Humm. Something is amiss in the formatting. Sorry. I’ll work on it.]
by Daughter C.
Handmade by Daughter C
update: I forgot to mentin that Daughter C made this herself. From scratch. As in with paper & pens & pencils & paint & brushes.
It’s incredible! Handmade complete with skulls as banister ornaments, a gargoyle, door knocker– that’s Lurch, by the way– and headless woman.
The Art of Presenting Food Sallie Y. Williams, Hearst Books, New York, 1982. I’m not a huge fan of aspic but this is quite lovely, don’t you think? Cucumber slices at one side of the platter is a nice touch. So is the salad fork. Once the aspic has been made, putting eggs in aspic
Via Powerline’s The Week in Pictures
I was thinking I should grace the blog with a post and that it was unfortunate that while I had seen many picture-worthy things in the last few days, I had no pictures of them so I would blahblah about what’s happening here on the farm. And then I opened up a book I found
Aristotle contemplating a bust of Homer, Rembrandt van Rijm (1653) Homer, about 1040 BC Aristotle, 384-322 BC Rembrandt, 1606-1669 AD You and I, 19xx-
Via Powerline’s The Week in Pictures
Look what Daughter C painted for Mr. Big Food and I! Daughter C, Farther Along Farm’s very own Artist-in Residence.
The religious value of such a picture lies in its power to revive personal memories. Death is one of the most solemn realities in the world; it is the door by which one passes from the seen and temporal into the more immediate consciousness of things unseen and eternal. Commentary on Decent from the Cross