The Lovers’ Chronicle 22 March 2013 – is it enough – art by Dorothy Tennant, Ernest Lawson & Greta Kempton

Dear Zazie,  Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag.  Is it enough for you?  Rhett

The Lovers’ Chronicle

Dear Muse,

not enough dream…
-He is sitting at a casino bar wearing a tuxedo jacket, black jeans and black cowboy boots, the stunning redhead is sitting next to him wearing a dark blue evening gown-
Here you are sir, two vodka martinis, shaken not stirred
cheers my dear
Cheers my love, are the drinks a clue as to where we are
i believe so, this looks like the L'Or Noir casino in Baku, Azerbaijan from the Bond film The World Is Not Enough, which would fit today’s theme 
So that makes you Tag, Mac Tag
ha, and that would make you a fabulous Bond woman
Who is the maniacal bad guy in this one
that would be Renard, but he is not in this scene
Probably busy trying to figure out how to have more than the world
glad we do not have that burden 
Right all that matters is we are enough for each other
absolutely 
Oh and the car
in this one, the BMW Z8, in fact lets take her for a drive, see what she has, hey where you goin’
First one there gets to drive her first, ha

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we can git close
 ‘Enough’
ha right, with a Van Halen song,
Sammy’s lyrics;
‘I don't know what I've been livin' on, but
It's not enough to fill me up’
actually, i did know, but not so much
a conscious decision that i needed more
i would describe it as a feelin’, an urge
’All that matters is it led you here’
absolutely, now que the song again;
‘Tell me, is it enough?
Whoa!
Now, will it ever be enough?
Whoa!’
yes, with you

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oh pretty sure there was, at least as far as drama goes, and sadness and emptiness, write what you know, right, and that was all that was known for more than a decade, and when i began in earnest in 2017 to try to make some sense of it all, it did prove to be enough to get me to you

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and now
no corner
without you
you roam wild
openin’ doors,
turnin’ over stones,
castin’ away shadows
where desire hid
and
i embrace it

you have become
first and last,
and randomly
in between

just when we thought
we would never

so now what…
we belong

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Pale Love, Pale Rider

you ask, what of sadness

an undercurrent within
that ebbs and flows

sharin’ means so much

at last, enough strength
to go there

always good at fallin’
now ready for stayin’

plainly evident
where i belong

known sadness
may make better verse
but is it enough

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you ask, what of sadness

an undercurrent within
that ebbs and flows

shared some of it
and it means so much

cannot share it all
therein lies the flaw, perhaps fatal,
not enough strength to go there

some are good at fallin’
and some are good at stayin’

plainly evident
where i belong

what has been known
has been fleetin’
and unforgiven

but known sadness
makes better verse
so thereon i hang my hat
and hope, that it is enough

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but where…

there you are
and now,
there is no escape

no corner
without you
you roam wild
openin’ doors,
turnin’ over stones,
castin’ away shadows
where desire hid
and worst,
or best, of all
i embrace it

you have wrought
disorder
to my routine
i try to protect
through reason
but you have become
first and last,
and randomly
in between

just when i think
i can walk away,
there you are
and i am back
to the edge
of feelin’s
i cannot

so now what…
we belong

***

so now what
explore this together
or establish boundaries
but would that be enough

you belong in my world
but where…

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should not have told you goodbye

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He looked at her picture and smiled
Instantly missin’ everything
About her and the time they had

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Inspired by a Vita Sackville-West quote and a note I once sent to you.  Here is……

Is It Enough

You ask, What am I sad about?
Why am I sad? Let me count the ways
There is an undercurrent within
Like a tide that ebbs and flows
Most days I am good at hidin’ it
I have shared some of it with you
And it means so much to me

That you were there and that you listened
I wish I could share it all with you
But that is my flaw, perhaps fatal,
I do not have the strength to go there

Vita Sackville-West wrote
That some men make good lovers
And some men make good husbands
To that I would add…
If a man is a good lover,
He should never, ever get married
It is plainly evident
That I am not the marryin’ kind
And that makes me sad
I am sad that the love I have known
Was fleetin’ and not lastin’
I am sad that I told you goodbye

I am sad that my mother was crazy
And that I cannot forgive her
I am sad about lies that were told
And the lives that were troubled
By my actions and my inactions
I am sad that you have known sadness
Sad that I could not save you from that
But it makes better verse
So that is what I hang my hat on
And I hope, that is enough

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The Song of the Day is “Enough” by Tarja Turunen.  We do not own the rights to this song.  All rights reserved by the rightful owner.  No copyright infringement intended.

Today is the birthday of Dorothy Tennant (Russell Square, London 22 March 1855 – 5 October 1926 London); Victorian neoclassicist painter.

After Stanley’s death, she married in 1907 Henry Jones Curtis (died 19 February 1944), a pathologist, surgeon and writer.

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Today is the birthday of Ernest Lawson (Halifax, Nova Scotia; March 22, 1873 – December 18, 1939 Miami); painter and a member of The Eight, a group of artists who formed a loose association in 1908 to protest the narrowness of taste and restrictive exhibition policies of the conservative, powerful National Academy of Design. Though Lawson was primarily a landscape painter, he also painted a small number of realistic urban scenes. His painting style is heavily influenced by the art of John Henry Twachtman, J. Alden Weir, and Alfred Sisley. Though considered an American Impressionist, Lawson falls stylistically between Impressionism and realism.

Lawson visited France in 1893 and studied at the Académie Julian with Jean-Joseph Benjamin-Constant and Jean-Paul Laurens. He practiced plein air painting in southern France and at Moret-sur-Loing, where he met the English Impressionist Alfred Sisley. In 1894, Lawson exhibited two paintings in the Salon. Lawson shared a Paris studio that year with W. Somerset Maugham, who is believed to have used Lawson as the inspiration for the character “Frederick Lawson” in his 1915 novel Of Human Bondage.

He married his former art teacher, Ella Holman after his return to the U. S. in 1896.

Lawson moved to Florida in 1936. Depressed and in declining health, he drowned under mysterious circumstances in 1939, while swimming on Miami Beach.

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New England Birches

Landscape

Excavation – Penn Station, oil on canvas, 1906. Frederick R. Weisman Art Museum

Today is the birthday of Greta Kempton (Martha Greta Kempton; Vienna; March 22, 1901 – December 9, 1991 New York City); White House artist during the Truman administration.

Kempton was born in Vienna and came to the United States in the 1920s.  She studied at the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts before emigrating to the United States and in the 1930s was a student at the National Academy of Design and Art Students League, both in New York City.

By the 1930s Kempton was living in California and a well-established portrait painter.  Her style was reminiscent of Rembrandt, Rubens, and other European masters. By the 1940s, she had compiled a list of subjects, including Dagmar Nordstrom, one of the Nordstrom Sisters, the families of some Hollywood residents of New Orleans, where she lived with her then-husband, the businessman Ambrose M. McNamara. Kempton became well known in Washington following the unveiling in 1947 of her portrait of Drucie Snyder, the daughter of Treasury Secretary John W. Snyder. Through Snyder, Kempton gained introductions to other high officials of the Truman administration. Later in 1947, she painted a portrait of Bess Truman, and that same year was commissioned to paint a portrait of the President himself – the first of five Kempton paintings for which Mr. Truman posed. The 1947 painting became the official White House portrait of President Truman.

She remained active as a painter well into her eighties and restored many paintings at Church of the Transfiguration, “The Little Church Around the Corner” in New York City. Her works are in the collections of the White House, the U.S. Department of the Treasury, the U.S. Supreme Court, the Harry S. Truman Library, the Franklin D. Roosevelt Library, the National Portrait Gallery, and a number of museums. Her papers, which include a number of portraits, now form a collection at the Harry S. Truman Library in Independence, Missouri.

She died in New York City from heart failure in December 1991, and her cremated remains were placed in the columbarium in the Church of the Transfiguration, Manhattan.

York City from heart failure in December 1991, and her cremated remains were placed in the columbarium in the Church of the Transfiguration, Manhattan.

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thanks for stoppin’ by y’all

mac tag