Saturday, May 21, 2016

Fiona Shaw Reciting John Donne, Poet of the Day

Please take the time to listen.

The Sun Rising

John Donne1572 - 1631

        Busy old fool, unruly Sun, 
        Why dost thou thus,
Through windows, and through curtains, call on us? 
Must to thy motions lovers’ seasons run? 
        Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide 
        Late school-boys and sour prentices, 
    Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride, 
    Call country ants to harvest offices;
Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime, 
Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time. 

        Thy beams so reverend, and strong 
        Why shouldst thou think? 
I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink, 
But that I would not lose her sight so long. 
        If her eyes have not blinded thine, 
        Look, and to-morrow late tell me, 
    Whether both th’ Indias of spice and mine 
    Be where thou left’st them, or lie here with me. 
Ask for those kings whom thou saw’st yesterday, 
And thou shalt hear, “All here in one bed lay.” 

        She’s all states, and all princes I;
        Nothing else is; 
Princes do but play us; compared to this, 
All honour’s mimic, all wealth alchemy. 
        Thou, Sun, art half as happy as we, 
        In that the world’s contracted thus; 
    Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be 
    To warm the world, that’s done in warming us. 
Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere; 
This bed thy center is, these walls thy sphere.

Thursday, May 12, 2016

Nancy Charak in Tucson Weekly for Tucson Artists' Open Studios

A Terrible Beauty, Nancy Charak artist, 8"x8" watercolor graphite on clayboard.
Margaret Regan of Tucson Weekly has an article "Art About Town" about the 11th Tucson Artists' Open Studio Tour. I am participating with Greta Ward in our studio space in the historic Steinfeld Warehouse, 101 W. 6th Street at 9th Avenue, Saturday-Sunday, May 14-15 and 21-22 from 11-5. Please come on by.