3/6/2015 Sydney Long, painter

Aleathia says:

Ha.  I go and change the format and still end up posting art on Friday.  You may find that I post art most days with some literature, humanity, and music tossed in for fun.

I am an avid Pintrest idiot.  I LOVE it.  It is sort of like being Sherlock Holmes.  You click on one art piece you like and it leads you to more like it and so on.  There is a woman from Brazil who is apparently my doppleganger in the Pintrest world as we like nearly all the same sorts of things.  Even when I try not to pin what she has, I can't help but really, really like the things she brings to the table.

Today's artist comes from a Pintrest post.  I am learning of so many artists I never knew existed.  The art world is so vast and layered and unless you are an art history major it would be very difficult to know each movement and sub movements in all the countries.  My local library has art books but of the most famous which I am familiar.  It doesn't feed my need for new visuals.  So I am not ashamed to have found this lovely painter on a social media gathering place.  Please enjoy.

Sydney Long 1871-1955 was an Australian painter.  His works depicted the bounty of nature and the humans that lived among it.  His color palate and some of his style is Art Nouveau but not as succinct as say Mucha.  It is more ethereal and hazy and dreamy.  If you would like to read about his education and awards then have at his link, but my main purpose is to present the visual beauty that is his work.

"Sadder Than a Single Star that Sets at Twilight"

"Fantasy"

"Pan"

"Spirit of the Plains"

"Old Sydney"

"The West Wind"

"Flamingoes"

"Harborside Figure"

Music Monday-6/9/2014

Aleathia says:

On a stroll through the local music store I came across the new Beck album called Morning Phase.  I remember when Beck first came out as this quirky emo-ish guy at the height of the explosion of grunge (outside the Pacific Northwest).  I thought it fun music and it fit my personality at the time.  I was 19 and discovering who I was after leaving home and starting college.

I didn't follow his career much.  I would hear songs from time to time on the radio or see a random video, but I was not investigative in his every changing sound.  Truth be told, I snubbed him.  He became somewhat acclaimed and I turned my back on him instead of really digging in and listening.

Last week I jumped on the old Myspace account and dialed in Beck's Morning Phase.  Morning is one of those great words.  It can mean dawn and sounds like grief.  I think that is a great description of the sound on this album.  At first listen I told myself this sounds like a blizzard of My Morning Jacket-Iron & Wine-Bon Iver.  It is ethereal and spacey.  A bit droning in parts.  There are a few great tracks from this album that I would put in rotation.

Blue Moon by Beck

Unforgiven by Beck

Don't Let It Go by Beck