There is a great exhibit at the Met. I am very fond of these older american paintings of life. There is something hopeful about them, a kind of innocence and charm. I especially like this work and the work of sidney mount from long island. I consider these and the Hudson river paintings to be the "real" american legacy of art--not the crass modernism and abstract depressionism that I like to call "the puke and dribble" school of art. I would love to have a time machine and slip back into an american main street around 1900. I would like to see life before the auto choked up our streets---Time moved slower then and you were able to live in a moment and not run after your own tail racing some mad clock that ticks ever louder with each new technology designed to make life "faster." Life to me should be a quiet river and box full of good books. Half our lives are spent chasing and catching up with deadlines; the globalists prefer it that way---Keep the sheep moving so there is no time to think, stress em out so you can get em on pills and sell them on sports and tv. Our only refuge has become an escape into drink, or movies or a big pharma daze, our river is a class 5 rapid and there is no time to watch the scenery--- there are too many rocks. For me an escape into a piece of art or a drawing is a way of touching a moment, of slowing the gears down and actually tasting the meal in front of you. Then again I often feel that I lose so much stuck alone in a studio trying to dig into my own dirt."Im not looking back but I want to look around me now, see more of the people and the places that surround me now. Time stand still..."
http://www.metmuseum.org/special/americanstories/objectView.aspx?oid=21&sid=3
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