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Why This Is Rembrandt’s Masterpiece
Why This Is Rembrandt’s Masterpiece
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
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Take It Where You Find It
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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Nerdwriter may be a layman at art criticism, but he does get off some very good art videos. Rembrandt’s massive painting has lines, darks and lights, and movement. It exceeds the physical content of the painting, and unvarnishes the character of the Amsterdammer irregulars. Old Remmy wasn’t great because he could render and paint – he was great because he continued to innovate and loosen up. So much so, his career goes south on greased arquebus shot! He dies a debtor and is vilified by the city he revealed, and who at first loved him to fame.
That’s why I love Rembrandt. I love that he stuck a finger in their eye.
Thanks for posting this vid. A little story: years ago, when I worked in midtown Manhattan, on the occasional Friday evening immediately after escaping the office, I’d take the train uptown and walk over to the Metropolitan. My too-big-to-fail bank employer was a corporate sponsor for the museum, so employees could get in for free (or make a donation if they felt like it). Anyway, most of the time my whole point in going to the museum was to visit the rooms where a few Rembrandt’s were/are displayed. I do not claim to be anything but ignorant about the vast world of Western art, but I know what I like, and few things I know brought me the kind of joy and solace I took in sitting quietly for a while, staring at those too real portraits, almost believing that, at any moment, they would talk to me in Dutch. He and his contemporaries were brilliant. His paintings make me glad to be alive. Thanks, again.
Hi, Kerry!
I’ll be at The Met on Friday. I’ll say hello to a Rembrandt for ya!
Rembrandt’s “Night Watch” . . . ? What? Has this guy never seen Game of Thrones? Please. Give me a break! Also, I hate listening to nonbinary proletariats parroting Mrs. Hooper, my sophomore art appreciation teacher, when describing any, yes Any!, piece of art. Still, it is a pretty picture.
Thanks, Casey! If ANY of those portraits do, in fact, start a conversation with you, don’t tell me when you return. I’ll be so jealous! Har!
Have a wonderful time.