Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Saturday, November 27, 2004

" IN DREAMS " A Poem

 In dreams and reverie

 Life is refreshed by want.

 All are born to the purple

 Beautiful, serene.  

 

The bashful become flirtatious

the needy, sated.

Death seems surmountable

As blackness is blanched by light.

 

c 2004   Deabler, V.T.

Friday, November 26, 2004

The Quipster Award--- "The New Champion"

  Now I know how hard it is to be a Judge! It was great fun to read and loudly laugh at all of the great entries. Thanks to all! And now, the new Quipster Title Holder! 

  It was only after he moved in that Joe remembered the first three rules of real estate -- location, location and location.
Comment from sistercdr - 11/24/04 6:22 AM 

  Sistercdr will post the next photo for our captions. Congratulations and thanks to all Master Quipsters. 

  Vince

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Yea!! A Double Winner!! The Quipster Award!!

Donah of "Hippies in Yuppieland" has passed me the "Quipster" baton!!

Thanks, Amy.

Here`s the new Pic!!

Please enter your Quip [caption]  response to the picture either in comments or link it to your journal. I`ll choose a winner Friday.

Vince

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

And The Maddie Goes To....... ME!!!

Thank you, Carly, Alan and, especially, Elvis for selecting me as November`s Recipient of the "Maddie" Madlibs award!

I have posted my reward, an original Ondinemonet Photograph!!!

The Photo was a perfect choice for me. When I was young, Jack Kerouac was, at one time, my favorite contemporary writer.

Please everyone, join the fun! The next Madlibs contest will be posted on December 10, 2004. So please stop by Ondinemonet`s wonderful Journal "ELLIPSIS" before then!

Thanks,

Vince

 

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

"Something Is Wrong With Her" Part 2 "To Rise Above"

The nights are endless, yet

an inkling, a spark is kindled

from the beauty

a lens allowed her.

 

In reverie, she thinks

of butterflies and flowers

of children`s smiles

of moonlit nights

and stars divine.

 

Awakened with a start,

a smile upon her lips,

she stretches like a kitten

her thoughts in happiness.

 

Perhaps the camera

brings focus to her life

What is gone is done

and Art is happiness.

 

V

 

c 2004 Deabler,  V.T.

Monday, November 15, 2004

"There`s Something Wrong With Her" ; A Poem---Part One

 There`s something wrong with her

 A certain sadness, lingers in the air

 Pronounces her passing,

 as clouds conceal the warming rays. 

 

Lifelong burdens, never truly gone,

The grimace in her sometimes smile

reveals the weight of destiny.  

 

People question her activity

the glee she sees in camera`s lens

captured one by one

and every day a symphony.  

 

Yet lying down at night, alone

awaiting Somnus` divine repose

She cannot help but think of things,

denying life its happiness.  

 

V 

 

c 2004 Deabler, V.T.    

Thursday, November 11, 2004

Alfred Sisley 1839--1899

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Sisley, Alfred

Sisley, Alfred (b. Oct. 30, 1839, Paris, Fr.--d. Jan. 29, 1899, Moret-sur-Loing), painter who was one of the creators of French Impressionism.

Sisley was born in Paris of English parents. After his schooldays, his father, a merchant trading with the southern states of America, sent him to London for a business career, but finding this unpalatable, Sisley returned to Paris in 1862 with the aim of becoming an artist. His family gave him every support, sending him to Gleyre's studio, where he met Renoir, Monet and Bazille. He spent some time painting in Fontainebleau, at Chailly with Monet, Bazille and Renoir, and later at Marlotte with Renoir. His style at this time was deeply influenced by Courbet and Daubigny, and when he first exhibited at the Salon in 1867 it was as the pupuil of Corot.

By this time, however, he had started to frequent the Café Guerbois, and was becoming more deeply influenced by the notions which were creating Impressionism. During the Franco-Prussian war and the period of the Commune, he spent some time in London and was introduced to Durand-Ruel by Pissarro, becoming part of that dealer's stable. In the mean time, his father had lost all his money as a result of the war, and Sisley, with a family to support, was reduced to a state of penury, in which he was to stay until virtually the end of his life.

He now saw himself as a full-time professional painter and part of the Impressionist group, exhibiting with them in 1874, 1876, 1877 and 1882. His work had by this time achieved complete independance from the early influences that had affected him. In the 1870s he produced a remarkable series of landscapes of Argenteuil, where he was living, one of which, The Bridge at Argenteuil (1872; Brooks Memorial Gallery, Memphis, USA) was bought by Manet. Towards the end of the decade Monet was beginning to have a considerable influence on him, and a series of landscape paintings of the area around Paris, including Marly, Bougival and Louveciennes (1876; Floods at Port-Marly, Musée d'Orsay), shows the way in which his dominent and evident lyricism still respects the demands of the subject-matter. From his early admiration for Corot he retained a passionate interest in the sky, which nearly always dominates his paintings, and also in the effects of snow, the two interests often combining to create a strangely dramatic effect (1880; Snow at Véneux; Musée d'Orsay). Naturally different, he did not promote himself in the way that some of his fellow Impressionists did, and it was only towards the end of his life, when he was dying of cancer of the throat, that he received something approaching the recognition he deserved.

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/sisley.seine-bougival-winter.jpg The Seine at Bougival in Winter
1872; Museum of Fine Arts, Lille

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/bridge.jpg Bridge at Villeneuve-la-Garenne
1872 (170 Kb); Oil on canvas, 49.5 x 65.4 cm; Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/etarche.jpg Garden Path in Louveciennes (Chemin de l'Etarche)
1873 (210 Kb); Oil on canvas, 64 x 46 cm; Private collection

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/bougival.jpg L'automne: Bords de la Seine pres Bougival (Autumn: Banks of the Seine near Bougival)
1873 (170 Kb); Oil on canvas, 46 x 62 cm (18 1/4 x 24 5/16"); Museum of Fine Arts, Montreal

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/misty/ Misty Morning

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/snow.jpg Snow at Louveciennes
1874 (240 Kb); Oil on canvas, 55.9 x 45.7 cm; Phillips Collection, Washington, DC

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/flood.jpg Flood at Port-Marly
1876 (160 Kb); Oil on canvas, 50 x 61 cm; Musee des Beaux-Arts, Rouen

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/flood-port-marly/ Boat in the Flood at Port-Marly

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/sevres.jpg Station at Sevres
c. 1879 (200 Kb); Oil on canvas, 15 x 22 cm; Private collection

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/chemin.jpg The Chemin de By through Woods at Roches-Courtaut, St. Martin's Summer
1880 (180 Kb); Oil on canvas, 60 x 81 cm (23 1/2 x 32"); Museum of Fine Arts, Montreal

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/mill.jpg Provencher's Mill at Moret
1883 (230 Kb); Oil on canvas, 54 x 73 cm; Museum Boymans-van Beuningen, Rotterdam

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/loing.jpg Moret-sur-Loing
1891 (220 Kb); Oil on canvas, 65 x 92 cm; Galerie H. Odermatt-Ph. Cazeau, Paris

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/sisley.canal-loing.jpg The Canal of Loing at Moret
1892; Musée d'Orsay, Paris

http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/sisley/church.jpg The Church at Moret
1894 (160 Kb); Oil on canvas, 100 x 81 cm; Musee du Petit Palais, Paris

Photographs by Mark Harden.

© 16 Jul 2002, Nicolas Pioch -

Carly, I hope you like the entry.     V

Readers, click on any thumbnail to see large Painting.

Friday, November 5, 2004

Siamese Cat ; Reclining In Bed

Using PSP; Trying for a van Gogh effect.

Vince

c 2004 Deabler, V.T.

Thursday, November 4, 2004

NIGHTS AT HOME ; A POEM

  in dreams,

 Signs appear.

 Omens of another place.  

 

 Skies of rainbows

 blind our vision, 

 a Golden warmth 

 to kiln our bones.  

 

Chilliness, ugly sounds

invade our senses,

Hades` spawn

laugh derisively.  

 

Age brings us

in nightly battles

to the mirror of our destiny.  

 

Only faith can warm our hearts.  

 

Vince  

 

c 2004  Deabler, V.T.