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Monday, March 30, 2015

vintage jokes!

from reusableart.com (PD)

A small boy saw some young puppies at the dog dealer’s.
“ Oh, Mr. Brown,” he asked the man, “ how much do you want for those puppies?”
"They’re $3 apiece, Master Beverly.”
"Oh, but I don’t want a piece; I want a whole dog.”

A minister walking along a road saw a crowd of boys sitting in a ring with a small dog in the center. “What are you doing with that dog?” he asked. “ Whoever tells the biggest lie, he wins the dog,” said one of the boys. “Oh,” said the minister, “ I am surprised at you boys, for when I was like you I never told a lie.” There was a moment’s silence. Then one of the boys said: “Give the gent the dog, Jim.”

Little Davey Sloan is forever asking questions. “You’d better keep still or something will happen to you,” his tired mother finally told him, one night. “Curiosity once killed a eat, you know.”
Davey was so impressed with this that he kept silent for three minutes. Then: “Say, Mother, what was it the cat wanted to know?”

. . . and a story (true or not?) about the artist James McNeill Whistler, who also had a knack for not making friends:
Here is a story typical of the great maker of enemies:
Whistler had a French poodle of which he was extravagantly fond. The dog was seized with an affection of the throat, and Whistler had the audacity to send for the great specialist Mackenzie.
Sir Morrel, when he saw that he had been called in to treat a dog, didn’t like it much, it was plain. But he said nothing. He prescribed, pocketed a big fee and drove away.
The next day he sent posthaste for Whistler, and Whistler, thinking he was summoned on some matter connected with his beloved dog, dropped his work and rushed like the wind to Mackenzie’s.
On his arrival Sir Morrel said gravely:
“How do you do, Mr. Whistler? I wanted to see you about having my front door painted.”

-- from Carleton B. Case,  Big Joke-book: Over 700 of the Funniest Jokes Ever Told (Chicago: Shrewsbury Publishing, 1919), passim.

Sunday, March 29, 2015

fantabulous bunnies. invisible toast.

image copyright and by kindest permission of the artist
Portland, OR photographer Patricia Rubinelli of Invisible Toast Photography has, quite simply, one of the most delightful artist's statements I've ever read.  Mind you, this is a person with impeccable artist chops - glass work in Seattle, fine art degree from Southern Methodist University, residency in Woodstock, lives on a vintage houseboat on the Columbia River.  Seeing all this (and frankly feeling a little outgunned as your friendly Curator with her friendly little blog), I did not expect to run across cheer and friendliness like this (from her Etsy "About Me":)
A bunch of incredible strokes of luck later, I wound up working in the most highly regarded glass studios in Seattle, WA. I had photographed light refractions through glass containers for years so even though this seems like a jump it really wasn't that far off.
Moving next to New York City, and the mountains of upstate New York, I focused primarily on my glass career.
They took over everything. I was ready to scrap my glass career to be able to stay home and play with them all day. I didn't really see a bright financial future in that plan, but they were so cute it didn't matter. Anyone who has bunnies should understand this and back me up.
 While I may not have any bunnies "on staff," I will back that up all day, Museum friends.  And that was before I looked through her page's slideshow.  Then I noticed her list of materials for the piece above:
 Photography, White Angora Bunny, Nuage (the white bunny - curator), Mini Rex Rabbit, Bells (the brown bunny - c), Live Bunny Models, Spoiled Rotten Rabbit, Cageless Bunnies, Free Range Bunny Rabbits, stormy sky, dramatic clouds
It works.  Rubinelli's medium is not only photography, but feeling, investment in these beloved creatures, and the technical and artistic ability to bring some of that inner landscape to share with you.  Please have a look at her Etsy shop, and don't miss that slideshow.

Friday, March 27, 2015

the reunion

image copyright and by kindest courtesy of the artist
Seattle artist Nakisha says that she has been making animal art ever since she can remember.  Her site proves a sure feel for the structure and spirit of all sorts of animal beings (here's Nakisha.com, and look at this excellent wire cat).  Today I bring you her watercolor The Reunion, in which every individual is a portrait of a real-life rescue bunny.  I love that idea, and I appreciate the gentle Tasha Tudor-like feel in this work.  Notice how the red dishes and flowers pop against the muted pale green setting.  Delicious.

Nakisha's Etsy shop bluedogrose is here.

Thursday, March 26, 2015

i heart this cat heart print

work is copyright and by kindest courtesy of the artist
The first stage in creating an original print involves sketching out my idea, with a little help from kitty.
Never underestimate the power of the pet muse.  (Many is the time I have seen our Briar stroll in with blue or ochre blots somewhere after some time with his human.)  In this deft rice paper linoleum print from South Florida artist Rocio Fernandez, the muse and the feeling become the image.  (Want it?  It's on Etsy!)
This image is lovable to me not only because it's well crafted and adorable, but a shorthand for a choice Rocio made a while ago. She says it best:
Just like any artist, I wanted to create for a living but, I never took the initial step in doing something about it, even after obtaining my Bachelor of Fine Arts degree. I got stuck at a job working crazy hours and would always come home exhausted, only to continue the next day and do it all over again. I felt like a machine, a mechanism of gears and bolts that was slowly wearing down. There was no time left to spend with my family, nor for my true passion.  I never realized how much art was a part of me until the simple action of living without it made me who I wasn't. . . 
And so the choice was made.  She followed her heart and you could say her cats.  Here's the artist's Etsy shop, and her Instagram.  Enjoy.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

wordless vintage wednesday

bought at the u puget sound fieldhouse of awesome stuff this year.  got dogs?

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

names from a field dog stud book, 1908

Some names from a yearly list of top American field dogs:

Winnipeg Flo, Bill Johnston, Young Lady Westlake, Speedy Queen, Sam's Dingle (pointers)
Lady Victoria Kohn (the lone bulldog listed)
Bat Nelson, Father Knickerbocker, Lotus, Ferg's Cyclone, Kerzipp (Chesapeake Bay retrievers)
Benvenuto, Dakota Joe, Prince Rodney's Rod, Forest Queen, White Squaw (Llewellin setters)
Bragg's Single Shot, Chapultepec, Dukedum Fly, Glad Boy, Rio Roadster (English setters)

These and more all found in The Field Dog Stud Book: An Authentic Register of Names, Colors, Ages, Pedigrees, Sex, Winnings and Owners of Field Dogs on the American Continent, Volume 9 (American Field Publishing Company: 1909)

Monday, March 23, 2015

open air art viewing: boomer

i took this
Yesterday was a good day for a morning trip to Queen Anne in Seattle.  We met a friend, drank some coffee, and in the course of a stroll up and down the avenue, met a new face.

and i took this
Here's Boomer, a 2014 bronze by Pacific NW artist Georgia Gerber.  I found a neighborhood blog posting with some photos of Boomer being cast and finished, which are interesting if you'd like to know how it's done.  For the artist herself, I can send you to her website, but have not spoken with her myself.  She specializes in public works, frequently of animals.  They are friendly works with a bit of fantasy thrown in now and again; I like them.

Sunday, March 22, 2015

a short poem of dogs at dawn


At morning's call
The small-voiced pug-dog welcomes in the sun, 
And flea-bit mongrels, wakening one by one,
Give answer all.

 - Attributed to Oliver Wendell Holmes,from The Dog in British Poetry, p. 272.