The Blog of John Walford, British-born, but long resident in The United States. I am an art historian, currently studying satire in Netherlandish art, an amateur photographer, and occasional writer, who writes here about art, photography, and the human condition--some of it ekphratic poetry, responding to works of art. This is to be a site for words and images, interacting on one another, as vehicles of human expression.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Joonhee Park's "Forest," Hansen Gallery, Wheaton College, 2010 (a photo-interpretation of his New Media, video installation)
Edge of Joonhee Park's "Forest'" 2010 (a micro, photo-interpretation of Joonhee Park's New Media, video, light installation "Forest"), originally uploaded by johnwalford.
"Cheesecloth, light, and video"
As we pass through the halls
Of our daily work routine,
Where do thoughts carry us?
Customers, clients, dentist's drills,
People browsing in our store,
The stock ticker, a young waitress.
Not here! I pass along this hall,
On my way from teaching class,
Encounter open door, white space,
hanging cheesecloth, and light-
Delicate, flickering light, looping -
Passing by soon-enchanted eyes.
Hints of woodland, turning tress,
A leafy forest floor, glimpsed,
As if in passing, yet arresting
The eye, it draws me through
This gridded web of cheesecloth,
Penetrating deeper, where to turn?
I pull back a fold, and pass inside.
Light beckons me to turn, and see
Dancing before my eyes, patterns
Of green, yellow, blue and brown,
Passing swiftly, yet all awhile
Alighting on a gauzy mesh of fabric.
I see a child slip behind this vibrant veil,
See not who, but sense they see too,
Seen and not seen, close yet apart,
Separated by a gossamer thin screen,
We eye each other, as colored light
Plays across our veiled visages.
Then, penetrating yet deeper, now
Entering some silent sacred space,
I turn, glance, stand in raptured awe,
As two deer enter, pause, stare, pass -
Before my eyes and mind can grasp
That I am standing just outside Eden.
--JW, dedicated, with deep gratitude, to my colleague, Joonhee Park, who conjured this vision, invited me in, and refreshed my soul, Jan 30, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
"With the Sun and the Wind as our Strength"
The mill has its eye on the rising sun. So should we!
The mill turns to the swoosh of the spirited wind. So should we!
The mill stands on firm foundations. So should we! --
Anchored to the earth, for there we find our bearings.
May the wind fill your sails all year, and the sunrise
Impregnate the sensor in the deep crevice of your camera!
--JW, for algo, whose work I love, Jan 1st 2010!
"The Secure Sleep of Childhood"
Sleep peacefully, little Nino!
Flourish like the flowers
On your soft pillow!
Stay warm and cozy,
Under your Finnish blanket.
It is cold out there.
A new decade has just begun.
What will it bring you?
You need have no fear,
For grandma watches over you.
Oh! So tenderly, she sees you,
And shows us so proudly,
You, who sleep in peace.
Sleep innocently, little Nino,
For your time has
Not yet come.
--JW, for Nino, paho47's grandson,
12.08am, January 1st, 2010.
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- John Walford
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- I am a British-born, art historian, teaching in the USA; I studied law, in England,1964-68; worked part-time in the art world, 1968-69; then studied art history at the Vrije Universiteit, Amsterdam, 1969-76; completed my Ph.D. diss. at the University of Cambridge, 1981; moved to the States in 1981, and have since written, or co-authored, other books. I am currently studying satire in Netherlandish art. My wife, Maria, was born in Milan, Italy, where she worked as an interpreter, in business; she spent seven years in Switzerland, at the University of Lausanne, 1963-70. She came to Amsterdam in 1971, and we soon married. She is a wife, mother, literary critic, of Italian (and French) literature, and completed her Ph. D. diss. in 2002, at the University of Chicago, on Cesare Pavese and His Critics. We have three married children, and eight grandchildren, all of whom we excessively adore! I welcome dialog about art, photography, human behavior, beliefs, and motivation from all comers, regardless of race, color, gender, orientation, values, or beliefs. This is to be a site for words and images, as vehicles of human expression, around topics of mutual interest.