Category Archives: Art

Sculptor Scott Burton

Anyone who has visited a museum has likely seen Scott’s work, you just didn’t know it. Maybe you sat on it. As people have said about his work it blurred the line between functionality and art. No doubt eliciting the response, “I could have done that“, but you didn’t, did you? His work and those like him I would argue “create the mood” in an art setting that allows you to even begin to appreciate what’s on the walls. Artistic foreplay as it were. The simple act of sitting down becomes special. As you enter the next room of a gallery likely the first thing your brain sees is the benches, chairs and tables. It was pointed out many of his works were used for function and esthetics in office parks and downtown metropolitan areas for office workers.

Scott lived from 1939 – 1989, he was from Greensboro, AL. He was a writer and editor for Art News and Art in America. (Russian Constructivism)

Artist John Carsman

Interesting style he has, you either like it or you don’t. From what I’ve picked up he was doing quite well back in 1978. His first show was when he was just 24 (1944-1987) in 1968. It seems he took his own life when he was just 43. I find his subjects and style quite enjoyable. My only gripe is that he is one of those that chose not to include animals or people. He was from Wilkes-Barre, PA, and it would seem that’s where he drew his inspiration from. Who knows what troubles caused him to take the course he did, when it looked like he had life by the horns.

Dawn
Faded Glory
Tree

Artist William Nelson

There is evidently a couple of well known William Nelsons. One is an urban impressionist whose favorite subject was Chicago (bottom). This one is classified more as a realist with rural scenes. It looks like he is from the “dunes” area of Indiana. This is another talent in my continuing spotlight on: 1978

This is probably the other William Nelson.

Back in the day!

Who knew the 70s would be the highpoint of American culture? Leisure suits, miniskirts, Battle of the Network Stars, Three’s Company, ah the good old days. Photography was allowed (and I didn’t take pictures) at a contemporary art museum I saw recently that had this incredible display of Afrocentric art from the early 70s. It was especially incredible in the mixture of mediums. I remember this one piece in that it used that super thick corrugated paper used for shipping/packing of appliances. They had cut down to differing layers and through the use of paints had highlighted their 3-dimensional piece. The whole show was about using the materials at hand in an urban environment.

As I explained in an earlier post, an Art in America magazine from 1978 has put me on the trail of an incredible number of artists from that era. That time before the internet, before digital art. Before ‘CGI’. You actually had to go to a gallery. A museum. You had to find parking, beat the rain. The name I found today was Dalla Costa. (“Amleto dalla Costa is an Italian artist best known for his flat, figurative paintings and silkscreen prints of women that directly reference art history. Born in 1929 in Milan, Italy, Costa’s compositions absorb and translate the aesthetic styles of both contemporary and Modern artists”)

Art in America

The November/December 1978 issue of Art in America

What a fascinating find this magazine was at a thrift shop a year ago. I was about to throw it out when I got a wonderful idea! What if this magazine was still in existence 42 years later? And before I threw it away, what if I did a search for some of the more interesting pieces from 42 years ago and posted them here? Art in America magazine does still exist, since 1913 from what Wikipedia says. I swear it brings back that smell of art rooms everywhere when I look at it. That mixture of paint, pottery, thinners and adhesives. Or like that wonderful community art building north of the Old Market area in Omaha. I really should get a subscription (a 1 year subscription in 1978 was $19.95. Today that subscription is $79.95, and it is coming to a mailbox near me!). This first example from that issue is from Philippe Noyer: “Femme Chez Maxims

RR Hood

I was going through old Gab posts the other day when I ran across this piece. I’ve always loved winter scenes and this one was done really well. The tension in it, will the little girl’s dad get there in time with the axe? Will he be able to slay the beast even if he does get there in time? I’ve found I like art with a little bit of creepy in them sometimes. The next two with the clowns  are prime examples.

A moment in time

Alfred Eisenstaedt really captured a moment. Wikipedia has an entire page on this photo. It must have been the anniversary of it yesterday that brought it to mind. I like this version of it the best. I believe they said there were 4 frames taken by Eisenstaedt, and many recreations then and in later years. Its most often seen in black and white, which I would normally tend to go for, but this color version really captures the boundless joy of the day.

Regrettably the fast paced nature of the day prevented Eisenstaedt from taking down the names of the subjects as is usually the case of published photos. It seems to be the majority opinion Greta Zimmer Friedman is the woman in the picture (she was a dental hygienist and wore a uniform like that). Who the man was is of great debate. George Mendonsa seems to be favored amongst the men. He recognizes Friedman as the woman he kissed, which is rather convincing as a moment like that would be etched in his mind.

Unfortunately in later years Ms. Friedman said she had not been wanting to be kissed at all, and that the inebriated sailor forced himself on her as it were. Another mark in her favor as being the woman in the photo, that and the other claimant was 4′ 10″ and was simply too short to have been the woman in the photo.  Another interesting aspect of this moment in time was that Navy photographer Victor Jorgensen took an image at the same time as Eisenstaedt. Jorgensen would have been about 8 feet to the right of Eisenstaedt (below). Jorgensen’s photo cut them off at the knee, had a more cluttered backdrop then the stunning background of Eisenstaedt’s Times Square.

Although Jorgensen’s photo may have been viewed more over the years, as his photo wasn’t copyrighted as an on duty government employee. Eisenstaedt’s was copyrighted and he insured that it had limited release. People like to think the photo captured the joyous nature of the day and two willing participants. As with a lot of things we don’t always “know” what we think we know. Mendonsa says he held the kiss a moment long, as he saw the photographer taking the photo. Kissing was more common back then.

It was virtually assured you weren’t passing something that would kill the other person. It is even said a fundraiser back then sometimes involved a “kissing booth”. “Sexual assault” was definitely more common back then. I remember reading a women’s Letter to the Editor about what it was like to work in an office environment back in the 50s. She said a woman knew who not to go into the copier room alone with. Who might try to steal a kiss in the elevator. And that if it was egregious enough, the woman might send her brother and a friend to set the man straight.

Its funny the little subtleties that make one photo priceless, and another merely good. Even if that “moment” was a lie. The camera doesn’t lie? Oh yes it does. Who knows, maybe a young woman looked at it as her contribution to the war effort. They knew the men had just been through 4 years of hell. Maybe they looked at a little overexuberance as a small price to pay for their efforts. This woman on the other hand looked at it as assault.

What happened?

What happened to American culture? Where did it go? Who made the determination that all the American people would be exposed to from now on would be shit? Who agreed to have one microcosm on the Left Coast be our sole entertainment factory? If you look at cop shows from the last 20 or 30 years do any really stand out? The medical shows? The family sitcoms? Swear to God retrospective television has to be more popular than regular broadcast TV. A lot of the kids today will admit their music is crap. “Oldies” stations playing music from 40 & 50 years ago are going gangbusters. I don’t think its just the “get off of my lawn!” geezer crowd.

I can explain most cultural anomalies given enough time, but I can’t this one. It has me stumped. It doesn’t even make economic sense. They’re supposed to be out to make money. Whose buying this crap? I’m not. I’m not spending my money on their music. Their movies. Their books. I’m not watching their shows. It doesn’t make sense. “Pop culture” is supposed to be popular, its not. Who is their audience? What is the purpose? If you could get a look at the books, and follow the money, maybe then. Otherwise, you’re just making stuff you want them to see, not what they want to see.

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Clear Lake Kite Festival 2020

Color the Wind Kite Festival

It was great weather as far as that goes. Nice sunlight for photos. Lots of kids and dogs enjoying the day. The really fun years are when the temperature is about -5 degrees, heavy overcast and about a 30 mph wind, you feel like you’re at the North Pole. So many people were there it was about impossible to get a cup of hot chocolate. My favorite restaurant the Backyard Deli was closed down. I don’t know what happened there. I’d first discovered it back in 2008 when I was up there for a film festival. As with so many small restaurants, they’d rather close then sell. I don’t get it.

Speaking of which, we’d have people tell us flat out they really didn’t want the Film Festival in Clear Lake, and I wouldn’t be too surprised if that is a  lot of the reason it moved down US Hwy 218 to Mason City. A number of people up there haven’t come to grips with the fact they’re a tourist town. The only “restaurant” on main street was ‘closed till March‘, seems odd you’d close the busiest Saturday of the winter. There were 2 bars that served food and a coffee shop that served bagels and scones. We ate in the car from the grocery store. The pizza shop maintained its 5 pm opening rather than take advantage of a great lunch crowd. “Iowa nice” doesn’t exactly apply to Clear Lake.

all photos DME

Ode to the ‘Bullet’ Bra

Rarely have I seen someone’s post and been so moved. Several sites have these exact same photos so it is impossible to give credit to the original writer and compiler of photos. This is the site I found it on while looking up info on one of the ladies featured, Gloria Talbott. I had seen Gloria in a wonderful Rock Hudson movie, ‘All that Heaven Allows‘ (1955). She played Jane Wyman’s college age daughter in the film and I had noticed how well she wore a sweater. It turns out there’s a whole genre of fine sweater wearers from the 40s and 50s! They call them “sweater girls” and the magnificent bra they wear the “bullet” bra. Simply put one of the finest inventions of the 20th century.

Yes, yes you have the sexual titillation aspect of these photos, but my gawd there are two other outstanding aspects of these photos: the obvious physical fitness of most of the models with their thin waistlines, and the artistic beauty created by the sharp and pleasing lines contrasted with the curves. And frankly the pride that shows on the face of every model. Simply beautiful. My only regret is that I didn’t live during that period. The only other period that comes close to this era, was that roughly 10 year period from 1966 – 1976, the era of the mini skirt and other fashion items of the day like the bell-bottom blue jeans, short-shorts and the halter top.

I have purposely left out many photos so the admirer can search out and discover new joys of this type. I have left out the celebs of the day like Marilyn Monroe, Jane Russel, Jayne Mansfield, Janet Leigh, Elizabeth Taylor and other well knowns. These are for the most part average (?) women of the day, if you can possibly refer to such incredible women as “average”. And yes this will no doubt engender a few hits to my humble site, but mostly this is just to share one of the most absolutely beautiful collection of photos I have ever seen. My only regret is that these unknown women cannot be thanked for their contribution to the world of art.

A few thoughts. A photographer signature I saw several times was of a Ray Barret I believe. The 4th photo from the bottom is actress Dorothy Malone, right above her is Gloria Talbott. The rest of the stupendous photos were of I assume anonymous treasures, long since gone. Traditional artists could never create anything as beautiful as these women. The photographers for the most part did a wonderful job. I can’t imagine what it must have been like back in the day. The top photo is just an amazing image from any perspective.  As I said earlier the pride on each their faces is so neat to see. And the effort it took to look like that. Little did they know men would be appreciating them 60, 70 and 80 years later. These simple B&W images. God outdid Himself with this bunch. Engineering marvels.