THE ETERNAL FEMININE.....

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life resides it seems to the women...

work still in progress...

that inspire artists.....

Courbet, Manet, Van Gogh

to name a few have their own

stories to tell.

Courbet painted the 
"origin of the world",

Manet had "Olympia"

Olympia

 Van Gogh...!?

legion of honor pierre bonnard exhibit

well, he sort of fell in love with a woman
who for all we care got him to paint
splendid artworks  hanging in museums.

We have inklings from passed on knowledge
to understand fragments of their lives
related to women, romantic or otherwise.

Cutting an ear off on account of a woman
is a bit off tangent but one can get
"crazy" as the saying goes...

pierre bonnard nude painting

even the great Samson didn't survive
the feminine mystique...yes?
so why would anyone expect otherwise
from a non herculean mortal like Van Gogh?
But opposite attracts. Liability to fall for the wrong
person is termed by romanticists
as "magic". regardless
if she were lady of the night.

a painting i copied from the original 

And here Van Gogh was a slave of
his feelings. Perhaps , the lyrics of
"I'm a Fool to Want You",
(Frank Sinatra) and "Prisoner of Love"
(Perry Como) could aptly describe
the intense emotional entanglement
Van Gogh went through.
He's simply made of straw.
He has a natural weakness and was
predisposed to "err " perhaps because of his sordid 
conditions ...of loneliness or 
on the other hand, he may have seen
a silver lining from her dark side...
she's not exactly bad news but capable
of giving warm love and tenderness...
and to Van Gogh , this was enough.
In the days of Solomon and the
Pharaoh's men surrounding queens
were caponized to mitigate the untoward
likeliness of the irresistible and captivating
pull of their charms.

jt

p.s.

Lucky for you and I we're out of that era
but don't be so sure...
there are naughty women out there
vulnerable enough to cling to this ancient
idea.

advise.... don't sleep soundly...
if you know what i mean ...zzzzz !!!!

NOTHING....

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..... is just as relevant as Important

The pier with the schooner and alcatraz in bg

....when the afternoon had run its course and nothing for certain

happened to your day...but instead, part of it brought you down...

I suspect it's time to take a walk and make assessments

and reflections...

Taylor at California St 

Taylor Street is not too shabby an avenue to pace 

in twilight time...

Grace Cathedral ...left corner is where I parked

I found parking right across the Grace Cathedral as the 

radio is finishing Arthur Fiedler's rendition of the song

"By the time I get to Phoenix"...

Mark Hopkins Hotel was featured in Vertigo
and Bullitt movies

I started my leisurely steps up Taylor as this part

of the city is slowly getting engulfed by the fog...

TransAmerica pyramid already covered with fog

walking dogs or book reading in the park is worthwhile

the still quietness of the street and the moderate

noise emanating from the cafes 

was good enough for 

the solitude I was hoping for...

making notice of anything including inconsequential 

run of the ordinary...

near twilight is the best time to walk ...very meditative

Why? didn't exactly know why...

but did it just the same for the motion...

somehow it relaxed my cerebral faculty...

and found a reasonable logic to it

afterwards....

as I found myself opening up

rooms for sensitivity and its occupancy for

matters with pertinence.

Starting out at the park... I noticed

showing off their pets...

people with dogs gathering as though

a convention

"to loosen up" has just commenced...

I could hardly make out

what it is they're talking about...

killing time...

everyday pleasantries perhaps or

more importantly...

would you believe?...

about nothing.

just shooting the breeze...

the walk was  like a commune with nature...

remember the Kung Fu TV series?

"being one with nature, grasshopper

is good"...

I listened to Karl Schett's guitar

music of Giuliani's Concerto in A major op 30

as I drove back to my dungeon...

twilight view of Bay bridge  on Taylor

In the end , "gotta look at life from

both sides...when something is lost...

something is gained".

Trish (a photographer) and baby Vicente at my easel

If you're out of towner coming to visit the city

in summer, be advised to have a sweater

handy. It gets chilly in the evenings.

About high 40s to low 50s.

that's all folks!

Gute Nacht !

Bonne Nuit!

jt

Too much Time and nothing to do...

it's Sunday anyway...

.... it's summer,,,just the perfect time

to attend the Stern Grove summer concerts...

the San Francisco ballet performed

to the joy of the afternoon audience...

as usual families and friends filled

the grove under overcast skies.

t'was something for the soul...

time to reflect...

time to reinvigorate...

time to clear the mind

with the week's clutter...

this is not the prelude to "kata guruma"

time to pack up your troubles.

the eyes desire and did not with-hold

from any pleasure... 

try to remember this kind of summer

when the hills turn to gold

Alexander way to Sausalito

and the joys that come with it

are here to stay....

time to call it a day.

that's all folks!

guten abend!

bonne nuit!

Большое спасибо, Bal'shoye spaseeba !

hasta la vista!

jt

Anything goes...

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around the artists topsy-turvy world...

what happens next is anybody's guess...

the bohemian spirit runs on spontaneous gas.

A Hungarian tourist at my easel and his wife taking a photo

the road map is pictured in the mind...

along and in between, a path is taken

the trail at the San Pedro park in Pacifica

capriciously like the wind blows but

still mindful of where the compass needle points.

Hwy 1 south in Pacifica

This journey promises unexpected

experiences that forge maturity

on his/her creative struggle and

evolution.

poppies at wieler ranch trail in Pacifica

The welter of details have to be edited

to gain focus and clarity towards

heavy fog at lake merced (harding park)

the goal of achieving a satisfactory end.

A few might cut off their ears but still will

end up to some kind of greatness.

pacifica surfers

The struggle is rough and tumble like that 

of a washing machine but the 

absorption in the endeavor is

unremitting.

To a musician the search for the

magical tone is invaluable ; to the painter it may

be a color to dictate the mood

and to the writer, it may be the 

appropriate word or phrase...

lest it's found the

search continues. As a mountain

climber scales his way up so

does the artist/musician/writer

moves in a dialectical upward 

spiral.

The days of the modern bohemian is not as bad as 

it was a couple of centuries ago. Nowadays, the 

thresholds to survive are better even where

resources for subsistence are dismal.

So there are those who choose to have

the freedom to create over security.

L-R :Samantha, Holiday Olivia, Ari and Burd

The situation of consumption dependence

between the rich and the artists is 

still pretty much the same. Symbiotic in nature.

They are inevitable partners in creating

late afternoon on Powell st 

and preserving culture without which

mankind is lost in the wilderness

the bookstore on Haight st

of anxiety and deprivation.

And peace and sanity would seem

an everlasting chase.

twilight jogger in the Marina area

that's all folks!

bonne nuit!

jt

Walk through a storm....

till death do us part....

is not exactly simple as the birds and the bees...

migrant Canadian geese at harding park

it has been the standard recitation

for lovers leading up the aisle.

fog on highway 1 in Pacifica

Early evening in Pacifica

in the early evenings,

the fog and the hills in Pacifica

are locked in an endless embrace

as if they're saying

"we'll make a space and 

share the moments till eternity"....

nature certainly had demonstrated

this for as long as Pacificans can 

remember. And for all we know,

this phenomenon had been

from time immemorial.

Mother and daughter on Bay at Larkin st

however, with the modern times

it seems that lifestyles

museum day at Legion of Honor

and everyday stresses

bring about conundrums

and dubiousness to this social

norm of romantic promise and pledge.

the evolution of culture from the west,

hollywood romantic and sentimental movies

and the age of aquarius cast its

Haight St

influence around the planet,

intentionally or not, the notion

of commitment was obfuscated.

the coffee roastery on chestnut st...hung out here since mid 90s

Permanence in commitment has become more like

an ideal aspiration than an objective reality.

floundering boat at lake merced..

Nowadays, the promise is foggy and tentative

in nature. There is fear and vacillation.

It's just a matter of time before one

is painfully manifested as part of

statistics.

in the earlier part of the 20th century,

it seems society was able to resolve

and avoid with pride, differences

and misunderstandings for those

in relationships. Perhaps life was

slower and financial difficulties

that bear down, among other

sociological reasons,

aren't as common as they are today.

Bay at Larkin St

there is probably none among us 

who has not been gypped for one reason

or another. The good news is that we learn

from it and we try to be nice

not to do it to the next person.

A correctional relief , if you will,

to the dimension of the idealism

and forever-ness of commitment.

Speaking of hollywood, it might interest

you to watch two of my favorites:

"Carousel" and "the promise".

that's all folks!

Gute Nacht! 

Bonne Nuit!