A Few Paintings for the Romantics

For some reason my husband and I both have a hard time remembering our anniversary every summer. For some other reason, I have a really easy time remembering our proposalversary. I never forget it, and it is today! We don’t celebrate, except I may use it as an excuse to buy myself fancy chocolate. But I just do that on random days too. Even better than chocolate (Maybe? That’s up for debate.) is art! So to celebrate my (very, very long-awaited) engagement eighteen years ago, here are some sweet, lovey-dovey paintings.

Let’s kick it off by steaming up the windows with Watteau’s La Surprise. Jean-Antoine Watteau was a French Rococo painter, who, in true French fashion was enamored with love. His paintings are all titled things like, The Worried Lover, Pleasures of Love, The Feast of Love, and other things that would make any kid bear his cootie-protector like a cross to a vampire. My favorite is La Surprise, which is the most intimate of his paintings, in my opinion. But the most interesting part, I think, is the guitarist. He is watching unabashedly, while tuning his guitar. Critics seem to think he is sad or lonely, but I think he just looks intrigued. Way to make things weird, guy.

La Surprise keeps disappearing (between 1770 and 1848, then between 1848 and 2007), then surprise!! Showing up again!

Fast forward a couple hundred years and Kerry James Marshall is creating beautifully intimate works about love. (Fun Fact: Marshall was named as one of Time Magazine’s Top 100 most influential people in the world in 2017!) Marshall painted a lovely, tender reimagining of Harriet Tubman and her husband, that I love. (And that sold for a cool 5 mil.) He also painted Slow Dance, which I think captures the everydayness of love. But I think my favorite Marshall piece that (literally) says “Love” is Vignette #2. There is a whole series of vignettes at the Art Institute of Chicago, but how sweet is this one? For once, I’m thankful for the lack of color. I think it is so dear in its simplicity.

Jim has never lifted me in the air lovingly like this. Until today. When I will demand it.

Finally, a steamy painting from Roy Lichenstein: We Rose Up Slowly. I love words as much as paintings, so you can imagine my delight when an artist include words in their art. Lichenstein’s comic-y vibe really speaks to tweenage Julie, who spent a full summer reading Archie comics, weeding through them for the few glimpses of romance. I didn’t care if it was between Archie and Betty or Archie and Veronica. I didn’t even care if it was Moose and Midge. Lichenstein’s portrayal is a little more grown-up than what I remember in the Archie series, but it makes me nostalgic and romancey. (Sidebar: Roy Lichenstein was born in 1923!! Does that surprise anybody else?!)

Forget the romance of it- how about those killer eyebrows?!

Let’s hear it for a great November, my friends. And tell me- do you have/celebrate/remember your proposalversary?

This Halloween Post Has Some Bite!

It’s almost Halloween! The other day my sister gave me a kiss, marry, kill scenario that was the worst I’ve ever had to categorize. In the spirit of the season, I will share with you, so you too can lose sleep over this. If you had to choose, which of the following would you kiss (deal with for a bit), which would you marry (live with for an extended period), and which would you kill (not have to put up with at all)? Ready?

  • Lice
  • Mice
  • Pinworms

This was the worst decision I’ve ever had to make. Normally our kiss, marry, kill options are things like Fritos, Doritos, Cheetos. Challenging, but not impossible. And certainly nothing that makes me pull my car over so I can bang my head on the steering wheel, while she laughs at my misery.

Don’t worry- I did not look for art featuring any of the above monstrosities. Instead- a different monstrosity. Teeth.

This horrifying model was part of an art exhibit in London in 2018. It is what dental students of old used to learn their craft. Why the figure had to have such creepy eyebrows, nobody knows.

This poster was included in the same exhibit, but is normally housed in the British Dental Association Museum (a new bucket list item, perhaps?) It reminds me a bit of the Guinness beer posters, but those are ads… I’m not exactly sure what this is advertising. That exclamation point really communicates some pride, doesn’t it? (Sidebar: nowadays, the number is more like one ton, apparently.)

A simple search on Etsy pulled up some relatively cute teeth paintings (for dentists’ offices, I presume). And then there was the above picture that stuck out like a sore thumb. Or a toothache. Here is the link if you’re interested. You can get five “random” teeth for $35. That’s $7 a pop, which is not what our tooth fairy pays.

Happy Halloween, friends! Stay tuned for next year’s Halloween post on pinworms!

One Sweet Artist

If you are looking for a great excuse to eat a doughnut today, let me help! The world’s first doughnut was fried on this day in France (1917) by Salvation Army volunteers for the soldiers fighting in WWI. This means that everything that happened before 1917 happened in a doughnutless world. Imagine. The victims of the Titanic went down without ever having a doughnut. Henry Ford could not drive his first Model T with one hand on the steering wheel and a doughnut in the other. Without a doughnut in the world, Albert Einstein published his Theory of Relativity, which I have never enjoyed. Know what I have enjoyed? Doughnuts.

Because I have academic pursuits regarding doughnuts, I did a Google search for “famous doughnuts in art.” I didn’t really expect anything to turn up, but the results were as abundant as sprinkles in a bakery. If you have a hankering for some doughnut art, here are some recommendations. Check out this site to see your favorite artwork in doughnut form. Visit Emily Eveleth’s site to get up close and personal with some doughnuts. Kenny Scharf takes a cosmic perspective in his doughnut art. Even Banksy gets in on the action. Here is a great article: 10 Things to Know About Banksy’s Donuts. Truly, I did not realize doughnuts were such a “thing” in pop art right now. It makes me hungry.

But if we’re going to be serious about our doughnut art, we need to talk about Jae Yong Kim out of South Korea. His art is nuts! Doughnuts! He sculpts doughnuts from clay like many a preschooler, then glazes it like many a baker, but then he paints and decorates it like nobody else! I want one for my kitchen, as a matter of fact. One of the Swarovski crystal ones, to be specific. Too bad they go for about $950 a pop.

I love that Jae Yong Kim was like, “yeah, I like donuts. I’m going to make some art out of this humble passion. And it’s going to be bright and funky even though I’m color blind. And I’m going to take it all over the world and make millions.” And he does. His shows are sold out for months because who wouldn’t want in on this fun exhibit? His attitude is as bright and shiny as his artwork, as you can see if you give him a follow on IG.

Like so many of us, my fifth grade teacher had a doughnut addiction. To convince himself not to eat any, he called them “do nots.” I remember because he talked about them a lot, as you do when you’re passionate about something. In any event, do not sleep on Jae Yong Kim! He is one delectable artist.

A Pocket Glossary of Art Terms

I don’t know about you guys, but we are in full-on school mode around here. This year I have a high-schooler, middle-schooler, and elementary kid and they all have tests. Every single day it seems somebody has a test or quiz. In the spirit of learning, I thought it would be fun to put together a little (very, very little) glossary of art terms. You probably know most of them and that’s because I picked my favorites. I did throw in a few I was unfamiliar with because I am trying to learn a thing or two about art, after all. You may notice a meaty thread running through the sample sentences. I’m not sure how that happened, but here we are. Sink your teeth in, friends!

Action Painting: Think Jackson Pollock. This is a method of painting involving more movement than standing at an easel. The artist specialized in action painting, which was even messier than when he made bacon and splattered grease all over the stovetop.

Avant-garde: Artists or works of art that are new, innovative, unusual. At one time sculpting with meat was considered avant-garde, but once Lady Gaga wore her meat dress, meats are all the rage in any form!

Curator: A person who researches and assembles an exhibition. The curator did not anticipate the slew of pyromaniacs who wanted to view her exhibit: “Flame Mignon.”

Diptych: Two pieces of art side by side (often two parts making a whole). Not to be confused with dipstick. The diptych featured the giraffe’s body on one canvas, his head on the NECKst one over.            

Ecole des Beaux-Arts: An art school specializing in classical arts, using Greek and Roman art as their foundation for learning. Little Otter Preschool is no Ecole des Beaux-Arts, but those kids can fingerpaint like nobody’s business.

Fin de siècle: Translates to “end of the century.” The ending of an era. Usually referring to the end of the 19th century. Impressionism became popular at the fin de siècle, around the same time Lizzie Borden was leaving her own impression on the world.

Gallerist: The owner of an art gallery. The gallerist liked to speak with a faux British accent, to which his patrons muttered, “the gall of that man!”

Gouache: An opaque watercolor. The artist used gouache to paint a still-life of goulash.

In situ: In its original position or place. I’d love to visit Van Gogh’s untouched room in Arles, where everything is still in situ. (Untrue! Sometimes a girl just needs a sentence.)

Montage: A collection of pictures put together to make a new work. (This is my most used art term that I didn’t even consider an art term until now.) Every Sunday night my family watches America’s Funniest Home Videos and laughs at the ridiculous video montages.

Motif: Recurring feature in a piece of art. The artist’s nude motif was very revealing.

Muse: An artist’s inspiration. (Sidebar: Don’t you just love that muses are a thing?!) When the artist told me her muse for the painting was her daughter, I was crying before I even saw the work.

Oeuvre: An artist’s body of work. To honor the artist’s life, her family displayed a personal collection, proving the common theme throughout her oeuvre was sausage.

Salon hang: A bunch of artwork hung on a wall, usually very close together. It was so awkward to see my in-laws still had wedding portraits of my husband with his ex-wife in their hallway in a Salon hang fashion.

Tempera: A painting medium, usually made by mixing colored pigments with water and egg yolk. Paintings made with this medium are also called temperas. The angry, redheaded artist lost his tempera and had to find more eggs to mix up another batch.

Triptych: Three pieces of art side by side. The triptych featured one, two, three photographs of the family’s… well, trip.

Vernissage: A private viewing the opening night of an exhibition. Only the swankiest people and the artist’s pet lemming were invited to the vernissage.

Viscosity: The thickness of a liquid. The meat sculptor found the viscosity of bacon grease to be just right for his masterpiece.

No need to make flashcards! You all get an A in my book!

Three Steps to an Epic Art Party

It never rains, but it pours. There are days I randomly pick artists or topics to write about here, but this week? So. Much. Art. And I have to tell you- it’s my favorite art in the world, because it was done by my incredibly talented friends. I don’t know how they put up with an art peasant like me, honestly.

Last week they threw a party, nay! A soiree that would make any art lover’s heart race. I took notes, and gleaned three steps to throwing an epic art soiree:

  1. Set the mood. Look, you don’t have to have an art party at a gallery or museum, or banquet hall. In fact, if this is going to be truly unique, you have to do it in a garage. Which we did. And it was epic. It gave the whole party a much edgier feel and you know how art enthusiasts love to be edgy. Mix in a bougie Spotify playlist (any jazz or instrumental will do), some red wine (or white if it has a punny name- see Exhibit A), wear black, exclusively, and BOOM! You have the makings of one swanky, (but not too swanky) art party.
Exhibit A.
Everyone must wear black. Non-negotiable. Or not. Whatever.

2. Invite all attendees to bring a creation. This is the most critical piece of the party. This is what makes it extra, meta, uber! All the slang! You guys. We had it all. All kinds of mediums, genres, textures- everyone brought their A game. And nobody brought video art because my friends know what’s what. I was talking too much, I’m afraid, and didn’t take enough pictures, but let me share a few with you. Now, I knew my friends were insanely creative, and I was still surprised by their brilliance. If you think your friends aren’t creative geniuses, please give this a go anyway. I think you will be very surprised.

3. Mingle. Absorb. Enjoy. Pretend you’re at the Uffizi. Float around the room together, discuss, get each exhibit’s backstory, sip your drink, channel your inner snob until you bust out laughing because there is nothing snobby about this! Your friends are so cool! Try on the paper mache masks, get teary over beautiful photography, poke fun at your own silly creation (I literally added tacky stickers to an ironic flag.) Chit-chat all evening, but be sure to take more pictures than I did. Finally, share your pictures on social media, because if there’s one thing I know about art, it’s best when shared with friends.

Three Girls Pick Three ArtPrize Favorites

This was the first year I was able to go with my whole family to ArtPrize! And Jim’s first time ever! The girls had a hockey tournament in Grand Rapids right around the corner from the world-renowned art show, but by Sunday afternoon I still hadn’t been. I sent a text to my friend Carla on Saturday that reads, “I’m going to ArtPrize if it kills me.” After a bold declaration like that, I had to go. We were exhausted after a weekend of playing hockey (Molly, Adrienne, and Charlotte) and tailgating (Jim and I), but I promised everybody food, and we hit downtown!

Another first for me was going to ArtPrize on a weekend. It was a zoo. We scored a parking spot at the Gerald Ford Museum, but that was an ArtPrize miracle. Friends, if you can go on a weekday, go on a weekday! Even better if it’s cold. The gorgeous weather brought people out in droves! I was so happy to see people out and about, enjoying art, it just made it very hard to take all the pictures I wanted. I know, boo hoo.

You guys know the kind of art I love, but I thought it would be fun to share my daughters’ favorite pieces for a change.

Molly: Molly actually went to ArtPrize on Saturday with a friend while we were watching one of her sister’s games. It was very handy when we all went together because she had already scoped out some sweet artwork she wanted to show us. Her favorite piece was a painting by Natalya Doudell in DeVos Place titled Unity. From several feet back, it’s a cool painting, then when you get closer and look take another look, you can see little people make up the whole painting! There were tiny portraits of people walking their dogs, eating ice cream, playing soccer… it was awesome!

Adrienne: A’s favorite exhibit was the three steel bears outside Ruth’s Chris Steak House. I wasn’t surprised she picked this installation- Adrienne loves anything cute. The message the artist, Martha Cares, wanted to convey was that hugs are healthy! She points out hugs decrease stress, boost immunity, and increase good moods. Incidentally, Adrienne is my snuggliest kid, so again- no surprise she was drawn to this exhibit. Martha Cares has had pieces in previous ArtPrizes and her messages are always cheery. I love that in an artist!

Bear Hugs by Martha Cares. Featuring one extra little bear.

Charlotte: Once again, Charlotte’s choice should come as no surprise to anybody who knows her. She is an interactive kind of girl, so her favorite ArtPrize entry was the egg vending machine (Egg Prize by David Kail). For fifty cents, you could get a little plastic egg with a tiny piece of art by Kail inside the egg. How could you not love that?! And look how bright and fun it is…. this is what I love about ArtPrize. Where else are you going to see a giant art vending machine in the middle of the sidewalk?

If you go to ArtPrize this year, please tell me what your favorite was! And if you follow me on IG, there will be more ArtPrize pictures there, and maybe another post soon!

Three Paintings to Celebrate Fall!

It’s officially faaaaaaalllllll! I love fall so much it makes me want to say things like “It’s fall, y’all!” and “Falling into fall!” I am giddy with the promise of orange leaves, pumpkin spice, autumny gnomes, Halloween costume preparation, and apple cider mimosas. Fall is my birthday season, ArtPrize season, and full-on, “there’s-no-turning-back-now” hockey season. It’s sweatshirts and potato soup, cozy flannels and impossibly bright trees. Fall is dreamy.

This season gives me all the warm, familiar feels, but I want to highlight some artists I was not previously familiar with. First up is Egon Schiele and his perfectly autumn-esque painting of Four Trees. If you already know Schiele and are panicking right now, let me say this: I will not post his other work! I don’t like it, for one thing. For another thing, there are some kids that read this blog for pity’s sake. And Schiele? Is not a kid-friendly artist. His portraits are disturbing (in the same way video art disturbs me. Like, I don’t think I’ll ever enjoy it.) But man, did he get it right with these trees. At first, the trees make me a little sad, but in a good way. Then! Before I get too melancholy, the sky cheers me right up.

I wish he’d only ever painted trees, truthfully.

Another painter I was not familiar with, but who made a lovely fall painting is Yokoyama Taikan. His Autumn Leaves doesn’t invoke the same fallish feel, but I love it nonetheless. Taikan was an accomplished artist and led an interesting life (teaser: his dad was an actual samurai!). Someday, let’s do a post dedicated solely to Taikan, who was fascinating enough to have his brain preserved at the University of Tokyo Medical School.

Autumn Leaves by Yokoyama Taikan. Does it remind you of Van Gogh’s Almond Blossoms? Because it did me a bit.

In keeping with the theme within the theme, this next fall painting was also done by a painter I did not know before. This is the most modern of the three paintings, completed in 1989 by Li Keran. (The title could not be more descriptive: Red Over the Mountains as if the Forests are Dyed.) I didn’t stand a chance with this painting. The forest looks like it’s on glorious, leafy fire and there’s a waterfall to boot?! I’m a sucker for a waterfall. The painting was inspired by a poem by Mao Zedong. It is not nearly as famous as the painting. Keran achieved that blazing red by mixing minerals like cinnabar into his paint. Mission accomplished- that red is overachieving!

If those houses are Airbnbs, I want to go!

Thank you for reading along as I gush about fall. Here’s to a season that is extra snuggly, full of chili cook-offs, and brimming with brisk tailgating parties!

Well Met, Gala!

It’s the fashion event the world has been waiting for! Celebrity sightings galore, all the political statements you could ever hope for, money flowing as freely as Billie Eilish’s gown, and oh yeah- art. It’s The Met Gala!! Fun fact: when participants have ice cream there, it’s The Met Gala mode!

The first Met Gala was held in 1948 in celebration of the Costume Institute’s spring exhibition. From then on, it’s taken place on the first Monday of May, stealing the limelight from Kentucky Derby horses, who only get two days of glory before the media turns its fickle head north to the Big Apple. Until this year! As with everything, the Gala was canceled in 2020, and this year it was postponed until September. No word on whether or not this will be a new trend. I sort of like the idea, we’re all fired up about our back-to-school clothes, and The Met swoops in to feed our fashion frenzy. But nobody asked me.

Nor did anybody ask my favorite costumes, er- outfits? from the Gala this year, but I’m putting my vote in anyway. Best Dressed Male is easy: Timothee Chalamet! He looked comfortable and cool and I would like to place an order for the TJ Maxx version of that outfit, please. Best Dressed Female is harder, obviously. I’m declaring an official tie between Debbie Harry and Yara Shahidi. Stunning, stunning, stunning. For pictures of all the celebrities in their fanciest rags, check out Cosmo’s line-up: All the 2021 Met Gala Red Carpet Pictures of Celebrity Fashion (cosmopolitan.com)

In honor of this iconic fashion event, I’d like to share this trendy frock from the Old State House Museum in Little Rock, Arkansas. I was there a few years ago when they had an exhibit featuring dresses First Ladies wore, and aren’t you glad I was? Otherwise, you may have gone your entire life not knowing Ann McMath wore her husband and sons painted onto her chest!

Lady Gaga’s got nothing on the former First Lady of Arkansas!

The Met is all about raising funds for the Costume Institute- aka, the museum’s fashion department. The Gala raised over $13 million in both 2018 and 2019. I’m sure high school theater departments everywhere are clutching their twenty-five year old costumes from the thrift store in jealous shock. Celebrities have worn gowns upwards of $35,000 in the past, which is 5K less than the price of a ticket. In related news, I just bought two athletic skirts for $20 a pop. We’re all winning on the red carpet this year!

Who do you think looked amazing at The Met Gala? More importantly, would you ever wear your husband upon your bosom?

One Rockin’ Art Quiz

Artists are inspired by all kinds of things: music, nature, stories, politics, maybe they have a muse (or a bunch of muses!) I’m no artist, but if I need to get my creative juices flowing, one thing never fails me.

Rocks.

The place we visit in northern Michigan is on the best rocky shoreline I’ve ever seen. The beach is covered with stones of all shapes, sizes, and color combinations. We spend hours out there every summer finding our favorites. This past Labor Day was no exception. Some of the rocks remind me of a particular artist, and using that (very subjective) basis, I designed a quiz, because who doesn’t love a quiz?! A while back there was this one on finding your art hero, and this one for determining your Enneagram/Art match, but nothing lately! We’re due for some quizzy fun.

Pick your favorite of these rocks. Then read below to see which famous (dead!) artist you are most drawn to. As always, this is one hundred percent accurate, no re-takes or re-dos. If the rock determines you love Edgar Degas, then Edgar Degas must be your favorite painter for all of eternity. Now, let’s rock and roll:

Don’t overthink it! There is no right or wrong answer. Just imagine walking down the beach… which of these beauties do you just have to pick up for a closer look?

Did you pick your favorite? Read on to learn who your new favorite artist is!

If you picked number ONE as you favorite: You must love Donatello! He worked with such marbley stone all the time, after all. This light swirly rock is reminiscent of the sculptures Donatello is so famous for. His David isn’t as famous as Michelangelo’s, but it’s nothing to sneeze at. He also sculpted St. Mark and St. John, the Evangelist. Rock #1 is probably thousands of years old and just now getting discovered, but Donatello was already famous by the time he was twenty. He was like the Taylor Swift of sculpting.

His paintings of trees, are what made me fall in love with Piet Mondrian.

If you like rock number THREE the best: You are into rebel artist and shadow master, Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio. If you’ve been reading Nice and Easel for a while, you know Caravaggio comes up a lot in my posts. He’s the bad boy of Baroque painting. He died after a brawl (not his first), at the tender age of thirty-six, but his legacy lived on in artists that admired and studied his techniques. Guys like Vermeer and Rembrandt. Fun fact: Caravaggio and I share a birthday! No surprise since we are both wild renegades.

If you picked rock number FOUR: Remember when I said there are no right or wrong answers? I lied! This is the right answer! Congratulations! You have better taste than everybody else! Just kidding. Maybe. This is a Petoskey stone- my favorite rock. (It’s normal to have a favorite rock, right?) Probably all Michiganders would pick this as the favorite. We have a thing for Petoskeys. If you liked this one best, you are a lover of fine things and obviously will only settle for the very best when it comes to art: Leonardo da Vinci. The King of the Renaissance. Maybe the King of Art, period. Like a Petoskey, da Vinci was unique and refined. He’s of course known for his paintings, but was a master drawer too. Here is some of his work with the same color palette as our beloved Petoskeys.

Last, but not least, if you picked rock number SIX: Isn’t this one so fun and funky? Are you a wild child like painter Jackson Pollock? Pollock was controversial, but even his critics were fascinated by him. He made active painting a “thing” by painting on the floor, moving all around the canvas, and splattering paint strategically. If he wasn’t the first artist to do all this, he was certainly the most famous. This rock looks like it could have been on the floor of Pollock’s studio when he was working on Autumn Rhythm (Number 30).

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That concludes our gravely quiz! Rock on, friends!

Francis David Millet: A Boatload of Talent

Thirty-six years ago today, before I was even born”, Tears for Fears was blowing up the charts with “Everybody Wants to Rule the World,” Michael Jordan was named “Rookie of the Year,” you could get 5 pounds of potatoes for a dollar, New Coke made its villainous debut, and oceanographers found the Titanic on the floor of the Atlantic Ocean. Who else is picturing scuba divers in jean jackets and fanny packs? They all look like George Michael in my head!

In the movie, they allude to priceless art being lost on the Titanic. No word on whether or not anybody flung their arms open at the bow Kate Winslet-style, but on the art point, writers were correct. In fact, not only was priceless art lost that day, but so was an incredible artist.

Francis David Millet was one accomplished guy. He packed a lot into his tragically shortened life. Things like: assisted his surgeon father on the battlefields of the Civil War, attended Harvard University, was a board member for The Met and The National Gallery. He kept company with the likes of John Singer Sargent and Mark Twain. He was notorious for throwing great parties full of prominent people. Wikipedia says he was last seen helping women and children into lifeboats as the Titanic went down. He was a good person, with a full life. We were robbed of the art he never had the chance to create.

The good news is, his work is peppered across the world in various museums. But if you can’t make it to Brooklyn or London anytime soon, let me help:

*Lie.

Sidebar: I feel I deserve a pat on the back for the lack of puns in this post. I wrecken I showed great restraint.