“The Signal” by John William Godward
I love true art. My late mother was an artist (Rhode Island School of Design), a ballet dancer and painter.
My own first wife, an Austrian from the mountainous Tyrol, was and is a highly gifted artisan/artist with lead-crystal glass as her medium.
Margaret was an actress, and a vocalist for opera and art songs.
Art and beauty, in fact, are at the core of our national socialism.
We want a more beautiful world.
I sent a link to this beautiful painting to a Greek-American friend and artist-painter, who responded:
“Ah, yes, John, the great Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema, master Greco-Roman classic painter of the late 19th century. I was working once on an article about ‘The Demise of Western Art.’ My focus in introducing the subject was the story of John Godward, a protegé of Alma-Tadema with an almost identical style.
Godward committed suicide around 1920. Jewy modern art was making his work obsolete and his livelihood difficult..He was appalled by the demise of classical art and the proliferation of abstract art. In his suicide note he wrote, ‘this world is not big enough for both me and this communist Picasso.’
From one great artist to another https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vob6SkI0R2E&ab_channel=RogerWaters
Thanks. This is one courageous man.
You’re welcome, brother.
Another touching song from Roger Waters https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L8ezFac-O8I&ab_channel=rogerwatersVEVO
Great song!
[Verse 1]
If I had been God
I would have rearranged the veins
In the face to make them more resistant
To alcohol and less prone to aging
If I had been God
I would have sired many sons
And I would not have suffered
The Romans to kill even one of them
If I had been God with my staff and my rod
If I had been given the nod
I believe I could have done a better job
[Verse 2]
And if I were a drone
Patrolling foreign skies
With my electronic eyes for guidance
And the element of surprise
I would be afraid to find someone home
Maybe a woman at a stove
Baking bread, making rice
Or just boiling down some bones
If I were a drone
[Outro]
The temple’s in ruins
The bankers get fat
The buffalo’s gone
And the mountain top’s flat
The trout in the streams are all hermaphrodites
You lean to the left but you vote to the right
And it feels like déjà vu
The sun goes down and I’m still missing you
Counting the cost of love that got lost
And under my Gulf Stream, in circular pools
There’s ninety-nine cents
Worth of drunkards and fools
Strange to see how much your mother looked like Swedish actress Ingrid Bergman !
I can see the similarity — thanks.