The Lovers’ Chronicle 1 December – new moon – art by Marie Bracquemond & Karl Schmidt-Rottluff – birth of Violette Verdy

Dear Zazie,  Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag dedicated to his muse.  Rhett

The Lovers’ Chronicle

Dear Muse,

if we could see through the clouds,
we would have seen wanin’ gibbous
at 87% illumination
“We would’ve had a great view
from the balcony”
and we could have played the song
that came to mind, sung by Frank
and written by Bart Howard
“In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me”
and i would have and then,
fly me to the moon

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officially waxin’ gibbous with 61% illumination, i looked it up, always curious about Her, seems not as big and bright here as out on the High Plains, still will stop and watch particularly if risin’ or settin’, but best now with someone to share, holdin’ on in the moonlight, these moments are the reason

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wanin’ crescent, 14% illuminated
kinda new, lets see if we can draw
this parallel, we would be wanin’
crescent in terms of moon phase
early on, growin’ in illumination
on a journey that will take us
on an arc across our time
together, yes, if we were
a moon phase we would
be increasin’ in brilliance

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Pale Love, Pale Rider

yes,
a new beginnin’
and with that, yes,
new possibilities
ones long thought
gone and buried
yes, those thoughts
have been considered,
dare say, almost
yearned for

what is meant to be,
we rush towards
what matters
we dance to

the near
full moon
and the wind
blowin’ your hair

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one long penance
full of sacrifice
and sorrow

sittin’ on the deck
revelin’ in the cool
breeze, the moon,
the sense of wonder
which still possesses

the atmosphere created
surrounds as the tempest
lounges inside, thinkin’
about you and what
a curious thing
this is

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mostly, a series
of confessions in verse,
more or less circuitous

a storyteller, compelled
to tell, to get at the anguish

why it is important
to make sense
of the whistlin’ in the dark

you never know
how you will bear it

how it will feel
‘neath the new moon

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when beginnin’ over…
odd, readin’ those words
one year later
and the meanin’ it had then
(near death experience
will do that to ya)
and the meanin’ it has now

not a new moon,
an almost full moon
big in the high plains night

but a new beginnin’
after years of tryin’ to save
what could not be saved
and the new days come
but the old comforts,
yes they were there,
are gone along
with a certain
sense of purpose

and it threatens
to pull you under
but you hang on
this is who you are
this is what you need
and damnit, more than that,
this is what you were meant for
this, this right here
is your purpose
git on with livin’ it
and to hell with lookin’ back

yes,
it is a new beginnin’
and with that, yes,
new possibilities
ones long thought
gone and buried
yes, those thoughts
have been considered,
dare say, almost
yearned for
but c’mon
a fool can only be
fooled so many times

what is not meant to be,
no one rushes towards
what no longer matters
no one dances to

the near
full moon
and the wind
blowin’ your hair

and the horses
graze on the plains
a man, survivin’
stands with arms
raised to the stars

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Beneath A New Moon

when beginnin’ over
gittin’ reacquainted
with the things, once
taken for granted
along the road
what no one knows
no one rushes towards
or sings about
the new moon
and the wind
blowin’ against her hair

horses runnin’ across the plains
a drownin’ man standin’
at the foot of his lover’s bed

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C’mon darlin’
Gimme a chance
I will two-step
And waltz my way
Into your heart

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I thought if I
Loved ‘em all, I
Could love myself
I thought I could
Fix ‘em all and
Thus fix myself

I promise that
I can love you
Cannot say the
Same for myself

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Today is the birthday of Marie Bracquemond (née Quivoron; Argenton-en-Landunvez, near Brest, France 1 December 1840 – 17 January 1916 Sèvres, Paris); Impressionist artist. She was one of four notable women in the Impressionist movement, along with Mary Cassatt (1844-1926), Berthe Morisot (1841-1895), and Eva Gonzalès (1847-1883). Bracquemond studied drawing as a child and began showing her work at the Paris Salon when she was still an adolescent. She never underwent formal art training, but she received limited instruction from Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres (1780–1867) and advice from Paul Gauguin (1848–1903) which contributed to her stylistic approach.

She married noted printmaker Félix Bracquemond (1833–1914), who helped popularize Japanese art in France. Together, they produced ceramic art for Haviland & Co., a manufacturer of Limoges porcelain. Marie’s frequent omission from books on artists is sometimes attributed to the efforts of her husband. Although Félix participated with the Impressionist exhibitions, he notably disapproved of the movement at which his wife excelled. Indeed, Pierre, their son, stated that his father was jealous of Marie’s work, belittled her ambition, and refused to show her paintings to visitors.

Marie participated in three out of the eight major Impressionist exhibitions, submitting her work to the fourth (1879), fifth (1880), and eighth (1889) group showings. During her lifetime as an artist, Bracquemond produced at least 157 original works, of which only 31 have been located and catalogued in existing collections today, with the rest having disappeared into various private collections without record. Her only two solo exhibitions were held after her death. Some of her most famous works include Le Dame en blanc (1880), Sur la terrasse à Sèvres (1880), Le goûter (1880), and Sous la lampe – Afred Sisley et sa femme, chez Bracquemond à Sèvres (1887).

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Today is the birthday of Karl Schmidt-Rottluff (Rottluff (now a district of Chemnitz), German Empire; 1 December 1884 –10 August 1976 Berlin); expressionist painter and printmaker; he was one of the four founders of the artist group Die Brücke.

The rewards and honors Schmidt-Rottluff received after World War I, as Expressionism gained recognition in Germany, were stripped from him after the rise to power of the Nazi Party. He was expelled from the Prussian Academy of Arts in 1933, two years after his admission. In 1937, 608 of Schmidt-Rottluff’s paintings were seized from museums by the Nazis and several of them shown in exhibitions of “degenerate art”. By 1941, he had been expelled from the painters guild and banned from painting. Much of his work was lost in the destruction of his Berlin studio in World War II, where he briefly returned to Rottluff afterwards to recover. His reputation was gradually rehabilitated after the war. In 1947, Schmidt-Rottluff was appointed professor at the University of Arts in Berlin-Charlottenburg, where he would go on to have a great influence on the new generation of German artists. An endowment made by him in 1964 provided the basis for the Brücke Museum in West Berlin, which opened in 1967 as a repository of works by members of the group. He was a prolific artist, with 300 woodcuts, 105 lithographs, 70 etchings, and 78 commercial prints described in Rosa Schapire’s Catalogue raisonné.

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And Today is the birthday of Violette Verdy (born Nelly Armande Guillerm in Pont-l’Abbé, a seacoast town in the Finistère department of Brittany, in northwestern France; 1 December 1933 – 8 February 2016 Bloomington, Indiana); ballerina, choreographer, teacher, and writer who worked as a dance company director with the Paris Opera Ballet in France and the Boston Ballet in the United States. From 1958 to 1977 she was a principal dancer with the New York City Ballet where she performed in the world premieres of several works created specifically for her by choreographers George Balanchine and Jerome Robbins. She was Distinguished Professor of Music (Ballet) at the Jacobs School of Music, Indiana University, in Bloomington, and the recipient of two medals from the French government.

thanks for stoppin’ by y’all

Mac Tag