2013/03/27

Art Walk, Radiolarians, Diatoms and Coccolithophores



Victoria and Gulf Islands have a good number of artists, also here in James Bay, our village neighbourhood.  There is an “Art Walk” which allows us to visit the art of the creative human family, right in their studios or sanctum sanctorum.   


Kispiox Village, BC, 1929 by Emily Carr (same year I was born)
 
Of course, Victoria, being home to Canadian icon Emily Carr, has many followers who express themselves by rendering landscapes. At any rate, 95% of the art is done in a representational, figurative manner.  Myself, I have no studio, and spend more time writing nowadays than painting, other than playing Billiards, my new ‘hobby’. (Zen/Russian/Snooker and regular billiards.)  
Our latest form of recreational exercise
Of course curiosity wins over ignoring, which makes us go and experience those “Art Walks”. Artists are very sensitive and if you criticize it should always be positive.  Not easy.  But that way you leave their quarters / abode unharmed. Sometimes I cannot help saying, “Have you ever heard of photography?”, indicating how some painters try to outdo Nature and reality.  If there is indeed an urge to express oneself realistically, why not look into the beauty and splendour of the unseen realm?  Not in order to copy, but to get that feeling and insight there is another “real” world out there.




Coccolithophores

 For inspiration, take for instance Coccoliths, Diatoms or Radiolarians – all dwelling in the vast oceans. The realm of Neptune and mermaids. These are blueprints of new artforms, for painters, sculptors, or even architects. The realms revealed by the micro and electron-microscopic world are often awesome in colour and design.  A whole new world opens up, by just ‘looking’ at this phenomenal phenomena.

Radiolarians


A picture says more than . . . So here are some examples and maybe let you pause and wonder about such beauty, which indeed words cannot describe.  Don’t you agree?  Hoppy Easter.



Diatoms
Henri van Bentum

2013/03/22

Hang Onto Your Hat - Rap


Now here is a real hoot
while walking in Beacon Hill Park
It was at dusk, not yet dark
down sweeps an owl
For an act most foul
He snatched my hat
How about that?

Henri with his drawing of an owl, Toronto, 1962
Maybe an ancestor?
Henri van Bentum

2013/03/11

Motivation Rap


Why do politicians kiss babies before an election?
Motivation, motivation
Why so many promises to a nation?
Motivation, motivation
Why do they deny climate change and pollution?
Motivation, motivation
Why we do we choose a vocation?
Motivation, motivation
Why do we go on vacation?
Motivation, motivation
Why those smiles and friendly romantic persuasion?
Motivation, motivation
Why do large corporations give a big charitable donation?
Motivation, motivation
Why do bees go to flowers besides for pollination?
Motivation, motivation
Why do whales go on long migration?
Motivation, motivation
Why all this neglect of endangered species protection?
Motivation, motivation
Why do doctors prescribe medication?
Motivation, motivation
Why is there an International Space Station?
Motivation, motivation
Why is there still a ‘debate’ about Creation?
Motivation, motivation

And why inhalation and exhalation?
Motivation, motivation

Henri van Bentum 


2013/03/08

Some anecdotes, Royal Viking Line world voyages 1974 and 1975



We mentioned the passenger / student who arrived at 10 am in our art class with a cocktail in her hand.  Before the class she’d been also to the beauty salon.  Yes, already then there was a Spa on board ship. At one point, in the Bar (she was a bar fly), she said to Natasha, “Do you like my rings? Choose one”, she said, “then I’d go to the insurance company and say I’d “lost” it.  Choose two for that matter, eh?” Natasha declined her ‘kind’ offer. Our table mate was Snr. Manuel Lema, a friendly man from Puerto Rico who only spoke Spanish, which I spoke also.  He was pleased to have someone to chat with.
Seated in the Dining Room with "mystery woman" and Sr. Manuel Lema (right)
Later, a woman joined us, making the table of 4 complete.  Adorned with precious jewelry, always a mysterious smile, she did not talk much.  Except we learned she’d been widowed four times. “I’ve put them all under”, she declared.  Nearing Cape Town, South Africa, we asked if she was going on safari.  “Are you kidding? They’d put me in the clink!” “Why?” we asked.  That mysterious smile again. 
Another very memorable passenger was Major Martineau.  English, but resided in Vevey, Switzerland.  He was in his early ‘80s and traveled with his personal valet, like the Somerset Maugham era. There was always after-dinner theatre.  Major Martineau could not stand it when women put items on chairs to hold seats.  Nor was he pleased when they wore hats obstructing his view of the stage. “Those women with their damned purses and hats!” he’d exclaim.The Major had an interesting background.   A figureskating Cup was named after him, the Martineau Cup.  He owned already in 1930 a famous skating rink in  London, also race horses and jewelry stores. We liked his boldness and impish nature.   He often invited us to one of his cocktail hours in his suite. Here you can see us together with a couple from Newcastle, UK.

 At the suite of Major Martineau (left), with a couple from the UK
If ever you come to Europe in the summertime, look me up.  I’ll send my chauffeur to meet you in the Silver Cloud”, he said one day. We followed up his invitation. Two years later we explored to Europe with a 3 month Eurailpass first class pass. His chauffeur indeed fetched us in the classic Rolls Royce.  We had a memorable visit in Vevey with the Major. Out of the blue, he offered Natasha one of his jewelry stores, but she graciously declined this unexpected offer, which came with some strings.
Here is another anecdote. A senior bar fly was wondering what to give her son for his birthday.  After a few martinis, she found the solution, and sent a telegram saying she was giving him a football team she owned. 
 With friendly local couple, in the New Territories
While in Hong Kong, I had a complete white suit made by a tailor.  And in Bangkok, a beige suit.  We mingled also with passengers during the exotic shore excursions.
Receiving line, Captain's Night (Captain Alf Morner)
We looked like millionaires.No one believed we had no home and were nomads mostly doing housesitting. When we disembarked, we had no place to go, and stayed at Natasha’s parents in Toronto for a few weeks.
Well, we hope that answers the question put to us earlier, asking if we could say somewhat more about our world cruises in 1974 and 1975 with Royal Viking Line. The person who asked the question, her parents had been on both voyages, so we must have come to know them.  Of course the full play-by-play would amount to a book.

2013/03/03


When we travel and encounter
Californians
telling them we're Canadians
We're hearing, "You send us all that cold."
What can we say, if it's so? . .
No more can we be told,
for the Alchemists in the skies
are transmuting Saharan dust out of Africa

Dropping it on Californians, as snow!

 

2013/03/01

Pineapple Express Rap

 
Here at James Bay in Victoria
mildest climate in Canada.
We have a community garden.
It's so tiny
no need for a warden.
Rains come and go
then it's sunny.
 
But what is all that rain
these days in excess?
 
Hey, don't you know?
It's the Pineapple Express!
 
   
 

2013/02/28

Part Two - art class aboard Royal Viking Line circumnavigations (continued)



Here is Part Two of our art classes aboard ships, doing world circumnavigations. (Part One is below) Secondary colours.  Mixing two of the three primaries at a time.  Always a free choice for use of the two first colours. Under their eyes, magic took place.  Blue with yellow results in green.  Red with yellow creates orange.  From blue with red, violet is born. This is not a man-made, but universal law. Let us now see how much has been achieved thus far.  Maximum results with minimum use of material.   
Our students worked with the three primary colours only: Red, Yellow and Blue, in all media:  coloured pencil, oil pastel, watercolour and acrylic.
 One ladder of eleven steps with one colour, results in eleven colours.  Thus, red, yellow and blue (11 x 3) results in 33 colours. By creating the secondary colours, another 33 colours = total 66.  Later on, there’ll be 11 more by mixing all three primaries (earth colours), totalling 77 colours.


Our students had NO need for store-bought coloured pencil sets like this, they could create their own colours, in fact even more, on their own, using only the three primary colours.

You can see a pencil box with many, many colours. Yet, even a beginner in our class has already created more than in the store-bought box. A few even managed to get more. Also, there are two “eco’s”:  one is economic, the other ecologic. By using only the 3 primaries, students learned to create and discover on their own many more colours.  Not just grab them out of a retail box, which numbs imagination and also will sap money later.  We had an easel on which I placed a rainbow image, and the Colour Wheel.  The exercise now was to create a rainbow, using only the three primary colours and secondary colours. The previous colour exercises already contained the rainbow and the spectrum, without students realizing it. Next exercise was creating a circle with the compass, and paint a Colour Wheel, as shown on the easel with my example.


This took two full classes of 90 minutes each, although some needed three classes, while a few were diligent and did homework in their cabins. Bravo! Next class: Rainbow Fantasy.  Anything goes, as long as the primary and secondary colours are used. Next class:  Earth colours.  By mixing all three primaries, you get beautiful earth colours.   

Here's an example of a student's work, creating Earth Colours (mixing 3 primaries together)


Start off with yellow (the lightest).  “Ah”s and “Oh”s were heard when they discovered the outcome by mixing the 3 primaries. Next two classes:   introduction to Oil Pastels, and exercises as per example. Next class:  watercolour introduction. Here begins the daily routine of Natasha of providing fresh water.  Brush techniques, use of water, paper.  Then make another Colour Wheel.  There were three classes on this introduction.  Secret of beautiful watercolour painting:  always use fresh water.  Next: introduction to Acrylic.   
Rainbow Fantasy creation from one of our students, using only the three primary colours
 
Technique, scales, mixing, awareness of drying time, working with water, cleaning brushes (very important, to avoid ‘hockey sticks’, although this more for watercolour brushes). And now we’re on our way, after two months.  Diligently following instructions, the passengers were given different themes. For each we taped an example before the class started so the pax. knew what the daily ‘plat du jour’ would be. 
This bronze water buffalo with rider was a birthday present for Natasha, our "water buffalo" water carrier
Natasha was not only the “water buffalo”, supplier and carrier, but always replaced stained with fresh, clear water.  A non-stop job. She also set up and dismantled all the classes.  Also her calligraphy text for the easel board was a great help.  Three classes were devoted to using any media they’d worked with so far, always using only the three primary colors.  Anything goes, as long as they didn’t copy from postcards or other images.  Except maybe something in black and white that they could change into colour. Three days before arrival and final disembarkation, we held an exhibition of our students that Natasha and I had selected after asking each passenger to submit 2-3 creations of their own choice. The exhibition was well received.  Those passengers who did not participate in the art classes were very impressed, and a kudo from the Captain topped it all off and made us feel proud:  “A job very well done”.

 Our legendary salty master, Captain Alf Morner, said "A job very well done."

First mission accomplished.  A dream come true.  We pulled it off! Not only did the students tap into their own imagination, but their eyes were opened to the magic and mystery of colour.  And you know what?  Upon return, they could actually teach their own grandchildren.