APPARITION

Here is my latest video.  It is the third in the series RESTLESS RECTANGLES.  I love Satie and especially the three Gnossienne pieces.  I wanted to get the slightly eerie feeling they give me as well as the persistence of the arpeggios.  Let me know what you think.  It is less than 3 minutes so relax and take a break with some beautiful music.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JPCfj2Sh_QU&feature=em-upload_owner#action=share

BROKEN

BROKEN

Nancy Herman

6" x 8"

oil on canvas board

I like to walk all over the neighborhood because of the variety of architecture and plantings everywhere.  There are also some wild spots that have a wonderful mysterious air about them.  This broken fence with some panes of glass still clinging to the old wood catches my eye whenever I ramble in Bala Cynwyd.  I peek through the windows to see what is going on, afraid someone with a shotgun will appear at any moment.  There is a lot of healthy vegetation and some old cars but no indication of why this valuable real estate has been abandoned to nature.

SOLD

$150.00

Old and New

OLD AND NEW

Nancy Herman

6" x 8"

oil on canvas board

Visiting a friend in downtown Philadelphia, I spotted these two buildings in the early evening sun, united by the sun but representing very different periods.

Looking for some words to describe the old and the new, I ran across this poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson, Memoriam.  It is living proof that humans don't really change and the old and the new are united by their desire for a better life, while struggling with the same problems.  Tennyson writing in the middle of the 19th century had these words to welcome the new year.  Here is one stanza.

Ring out a slowly dying cause,    

And ancient forms of party strife;    

Ring in the nobler modes of life, 

With sweeter manners, purer laws. 

In 2013 I would wish for exactly the same things.

Here is a link to the whole poem:

http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16131

$150.00

GIRL CROSSING

GIRL CROSSING

9" x 12"

Nancy Herman

oil on canvas board

Back to Brooklyn, full of young people going places in a hurry.

$350.00

CHURCH BELL

CHURCH BELL

Nancy Herman

6" x 8"

oil on canvas board

Church bells can resonate in our emotional baggage.  At one end of the spectrum we have John Donne's famous words to remember,  "know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee."

At the other end and more in keeping with the spirit of this painting is "Ding, Dong the bells are gonna chime" from "I'm Get-tin Married in the Morning".

Here is a link to it, sung by Stanley Holloway from MY FAIR LADY.  There is a small vignette of Audrey Hepburn, looking absolutely beautiful in the beginning.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=quau_OgXWVU

$150.00

Church Bell

CHURCH BELL

Nancy Herman

6" x 8"

oil on canvas board

Church bells can resonate in our emotional baggage.  At one end of the spectrum we have John Donne's famous words to remember,  "know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee."

At the other end and more in keeping with the spirit of this painting is "Ding, Dong the bells are gonna chime" from "I'm Get-tin Married in the Morning".

Here is a link to it, sung by Stanley Holloway from MY FAIR LADY.  There is a small vignette of Audrey Hepburn, looking absolutely beautiful in the beginning.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=quau_OgXWVU

THE DESK

THE DESK

Nancy Herman

6" x 8"

oil on canvas board

There was a time, not so very long ago, when the only way you could reach a friend was to write a letter.  No telephones, no computers, no email or FAX machines existed.  So, the desk with its paper and writing instruments at the ready, was your communication station.  

In order to write a letter to a friend you had to dig deep inside and think about what had happened recently, say within the month, and reflect on how you felt about that.  Letter writing was a time of contemplation, and receiving a letter — those wonderful fat, hand addressed envelopes, was a real occasion.   The whole procedure had an esthetic component, from the hand writing, the choice of words, the stationary, to the stamp chosen for the envelope.

The mailman was the trusted carrier of the most personal words from person to person over time.  We were a diferent species, I think, when we were letter writers.

$150.00

SOLD