Saturday, June 19, 2010
Picture My Reading World
Simon of Stuck-in-a-Book posed an interesting query recently. I found the idea intriguing yet overwhelming. I spent two years in art school, worked in an art gallery and a museum, and was a semi-starving artist for a little while. I have so many pictures and artists in my head; but which image was the image of myself as a reader? I kept thinking about this, and it just simmered on the back burner for a week or more. Then I was here, at the glittering burn, and saw the Hodgkin painting, and said "maybe that's it?" But not quite, or not entirely. The Bonnard painting of his wife in the bathtub (imagine posing for that) had popped into my mind; it was starting to come together, because Hodgkin's work derives from Bonnard. A little more poking around, and I came up with this combination. The joyous urgency of the Hodgkin, the sheer sensuality and vibrancy of the painting--that is attentive reading. And the Bonnard, with interior and exterior captured in one scene, flowing one into the other, the woman half in the world of nature, half in the world of home--lovely. That is reading, too: flowing loosely from one world to another, an interior world and an exterior world, the world of the book, the world of the mind.