
I feel badly about how stale this blog has become – and sick of Dylan popping up as my homepage every time i need to log on to my e-mail just to keep the wheels of my life greased. So I give you this Vermeer canvas: painted in 1664.
I grew up knowing this painting as ‘Woman Admiring Pearls’ because that was what the rich old lady in the film ‘Arthur’ called it upon her acquisition. “the dealer jerked me around on the price”, I remember the old lady relating to her drunken, playboy grandson “but, I had to have it”.
I think I was ten or twelve when I first saw the picture, but it made an impression.
Now, almost 20 years later, I am both an artist and a dealer (of sorts) and the painting is still amazing.
As I pick up the pieces of my life, in the wake of a destroyed marriage, I think of this canvas often… I was performing my morning rituals, not too long ago, and caught myself in the mirror, and took a mental snapshot – ” Man putting on Socks” – and saw myself in Vermeer’s special light.
I imagine we all have these moments of realization inside the mundane- where beauty presents itself- and I’m attempting not to take these observations for granted.
As I think about my approaching basement bachelor pad, and setting up an area for painting on canvas, I think about this, going on, 4oo year old work and think:
i wish i made it…
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