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late nineteenth century Light rain accompanied me on my commute home from work this morning, but I didn't mind. After a long first night back at work where I was struggling to stay awake, a soft gentle rain would make sleeping that much easier. I couldn't have hoped for better weather. Before I could crawl into bed, I had to make a stop at the post office. Yesterday they had tried to deliver a painting that I had bought online, but I wasn't home at the time to receive the package. It was a reproduction of a John Singer Sargent painting that I knew would look great in my bedroom. The colors and mood of the piece would work in perfect harmony with what I already have in there. A Gust of Wind was unknown to me until I saw it online in an auction. Later in the day after I get some sleep, I'll hang it on one of my bedroom walls next to my copy of Manet's Bar at the Folies Bergere and Gustave Caillebotte's Paris Street; Rainy Day which I have to see whenever I go to the Art Institute of Chicago. One more thing before I pass out for the morning. As much as I love the Sargent that I have in my possession, I would really like to have a copy of Fumee d'Ambre Gris, which is what I have at the front of the site. Just looking at it makes me want to try to paint again. Earlier in the week I had wandered through part of an art section of the campus looking at the student work on display. Some of it was just the basics, but that didn't matter to me. Seeing people creating images on a two dimensional surface always interests me be it drawing or painting. People see the world around them in a so many different ways and to be able to express that knowledge through something other than words is art to me. |