It may be another day or two before my Zazzle store is functional! I created a product for sale, but it's not showing as being available in my store. I'm not sure what's wrong, so I'm waiting for a Zazzle person to get back to me. Thanks for your patience. Meanwhile, here is some light music...
The other day I mentioned the artist Arshile Gorky, on whom I saw an exhibit at the Philadelphia Museum of Art, a little over a year ago. I find that such exhibits do help to give an appreciation for artists whom I had not spent a lot of time studying previously. This was the case especially for Gorky, Frida Kahlo, and most recently Amedeo Modigliani (with his appearance in the Marc Chagall exhibit). Gorky was a highly intellectual abstract artist whose life and work was influenced by his survival of the Armenian Genocide in the former Ottoman Empire. His mother died shortly after they had fled the suffering in their homeland, and of course he carried the resulting scars for the remainder of his short life. His most famous painting is "The Liver is the Cock's Comb", a large work which was on display at the exhibit. In his 40's, Gorky wound up committing suicide after a painful 2 1/2 year period in which he lost a studio, paintings and treasured books in a fire, was diagnosed with cancer, was seriously injured in a car wreck (the car being driven by the influential art dealer Julien Levy) and then was left by his wife and children. It seems that paintings in an exhibit become that much more touching when one knows the somber events of an artist's life. Their lives weren't about the great works of art that they created, but rather what they had to survive in order to leave something behind, for us to know them by. The paintings themselves are like little hands that are thrown up in the air, trying to grasp at a life that might have happened, a life less painful.
I hope that my store is working by tomorrow!
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