Opie – Laughing all the way to the bank?

RonhowTim J here.

You know… this is just a hair-brained possibility (or is it hare-brained?), and something that I guess is one of the inevitable cultural mutations of the DaVinci Code phenomenon, but it strikes me as plausible, and so though I have no evidence for it, I wanted to run it past y’all.

Heck, Dan Brown works without evidence all the time.

I watched one of the longer DVC trailers on TV this past weekend, and it struck me as oddly… innocuous. I mean, it depicted all these supposedly mind-wrenching, earth-shattering events, but it came off as rather… frothy – like one of those old Hollywood action serials, where you were supposed to get all worked up about the hero’s predicament, but all the time you knew it was really no big deal.

I haven’t seen the DVC film (and plan to go see Over The Hedge instead, on May 19th), but what I saw of the trailer left me with the impression that the acting is so over-the-top, and the direction so florrid that the film may come off about as plausible as The League of Extrordinary Gentlemen, and about as serious as Young Frankenstein.

I admit, it could be because I already think of the film’s raw material as ridiculous, and so I’m predisposed to laugh.

Except I wasn’t really expecting to laugh. I was expecting that a full-length DVC trailer would leave me irritated, concerned and maybe a little demoralized. It didn’t.

So, is it possible that little Opie Cunningham has directed the DaVinci Code as a farce? Might he have given the subject the cinematic treatment it truly warrants? Is he that good?

Part of me would like to think so, given that he grew up on the set of the Andy Griffith Show, singing hymns during breaks in shooting with Andy, Don Knotts and everybody. Wouldn’t it be great if he snapped up the DVC movie gig so he could give it the subtle lampooning it deserves?

Like I said, I have no evidence except for my own reaction to the trailer… I’m just sayin’, that’s all.

Grist for the continually grinding mill.

Weigel on The Truce of 1968

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Hey, Tim Jones, here.

1968 was the year that I “got saved” in the Baptist church and was baptized. I was seven, and at the time I’m certain that I thought everyone was a Baptist.

Even if I had been a Catholic at the time, though, I would have been too young to take note of the portentious “Truce of 1968”. Like the Kennedy assassination and Vietnam, it was one of those historic events of which I was blissfully unaware, but the effects of which would resonate through the rest of my life.

In THIS ARTICLE over at Catholic Exchange, George Weigel explains The Truce;

“In 1968, Cardinal Patrick O’Boyle of Washington, D.C., disciplined nineteen priests who had publicly dissented from Pope Paul VI’s teaching in the encyclical Humanae Vitae. Three years later, the Vatican’s Congregation for the Clergy decreed that Cardinal O’Boyle should lift canonical penalties against those priests who informed the cardinal privately that they agreed that the Church’s teaching on “the objective evil of contraception” was “an authentic expression of (the) magisterium.”
The Congregation explicitly avoided requiring that the priests, who had dissented publicly, retract their dissent publicly. A new biography of O’Boyle, Steadfast in the Faith (Catholic University of America Press), suggests that the decision not to require a public retraction was made by Paul VI himself.”

To many who were adult Catholics at the time, the “Truce” was a watershed moment, in a decade of watershed moments.

At the time, it was one of a number signs that the Church hierarchy lacked the will or the courage to discipline dissident priests and bishops. It appeared to be almost paralyzed with fear of schism.

They appeared to be intensely concerned with keeping the modernists in the Church, with the result that we now have a Church full of modernists, each worshipping his own conscience.

Weigel’s opinion is always worth reading, and for me, learning about The Truce was a valuable history lesson.

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I Enjoy Being A Gr-r-r-r-rl.

Pink

Tim J here.

I like to tune in to MTV occasionally, just to keep an eye on what’s current, you know… ordinarily, its pretty desolate. Not much in the way of creativity or beauty or even talent.

– Begin Aside… I don’t see how viewers are supposed to tell one Hip-Hop video/song from another. They all have the same theme; I am better than you because I drink "X", I drive a "Y" and I have a bigger ammo clip to go in my "Z". I also have more bling, more (ahem) etc. than you.

They all have the same fly girls. The posse straight out of central casting.

Okay, does this remind anyone of Disco? Wasn’t there a big disco backlash because (almost) everyone got tired of the shallowness, the gold chains, the slimy sexuality? Granted, what we got in its place was Hair Metal, but at least there was a healthy disillusionment with the overblown worldliness of the whole disco scene. Remember "Disco Sucks" shirts? Anyone remember the Insane Coho Lips? I think another backlash is overdue. Hip Hop sucks. – Aside Over.

Once in a while, though, I run across something of interest. I saw a video the other day by Pink that actually gave me some genuine belly laughs. It’s called "Stupid Girl" and is a send-up of the ditzy, over-sexualized, pampered, shallow, anorexic female stereotypes that so pervasively confront our kids in the media. I generally like well-done parodies, and I really enjoyed this one.

But, Pink is only half right. It appears she has bought in to the brand of radical feminism that says the best way to find your true womanhood is to think, talk and act like a man. So, rather than presenting a sane alternative to the Bratz doll image of femininity, Pink seems to think that girls should… play more football? Wear Vans? What if you’re not into that, either? What if you just want to be a normal girl?

As much as Hair Metal and Punk were a reaction against Disco, the Thong Generation is a reaction against Radical Feminism. Gender will out, no matter what Patricia Ireland says. All the tiny tees, clingy skirts, frilly undies and makeup are a misguided but natural response to the attempted forcible negation of true womanhood in the culture. I would wager that most girls really don’t mind being girls.

For decades, girls have been taught how stupid (if not evil) men are, and then they are taught that if they want to really be a success in life, they should act more like men.

Pink is no role model for young Catholic girls, either (she has her own issues), but her parody of Paris Hilton femininity is spot on. Too bad she can’t see the forest for the trees right now, but she may be on the right track.

VISIT PINK’S SITE & PLAY THE VIDEO. (Warning: Pink is not a nice Catholic girl, or a role model for same. The video conatins language and images that may offend some viewers).

Skin = Sin?

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Most of us have probably heard that a high-ranking official with the Department of Homeland Security was recently arrested for soliciting sex with a 14 year old.

Shock. Rage. Depression.

Turns out the youngster was a cyber-impostor, in reality the official was fooled by a cop (good thing it wasn’t a terrorist, huh?).

Over at The Smoking Gun, comes a tale about similar disgustingness going on at the highest levels of NASA. I happened to be drinking coffee from a NASA mug when I read THE STORY, so it was of more than passing interest. According to the article:

 

"On Wednesday morning, federal investigators seized a laptop computer, a hard drive, CDs, and other material from the office of James R. Robinson, who was present when agents with NASA’s inspector general executed a search warrant at his E Street office. According to an affidavit filed in U.S. District Court, Robinson, 42, used his office computer (and another in his Virginia home) to trade and examine illegal images and videos."

So, I thought, the proclivity to want to look at nasty pictures of children doesn’t discriminate, but can be found at all levels of society, all occupations, and in people of great or little intelligence. Once again, the perp was caught by a cyber cop(s) posing as a youngster. As has been said before, sin makes people stupid.

But what really caught my eye was this bit:

"In December, after being contacted by postal agents, NASA’s inspector general opened its own probe of Robinson, which included a review of reports from the space agency’s "web activity monitoring application." The NASA system, dubbed Web ContExt, is apparently a state-of-the-art application that used a "skin tone filtering system" to determine that Robinson was viewing child porn from his office computer, most recently in January, according to the affidavit."

So, NASA has some new, ultra-kewl technology that somehow scans the content of web images and indicates how much of the total is made up of "skin tones". I assume that over a certain threshhold, some sort of red flag would pop up.

I don’t know how widespread this technology is, but it wouldn’t be too surprising to find out that some of the larger corporations were using it. If they aren’t, they soon will be.

This brings up the old debate about public good vs. invasion of privacy. On the one hand, you might catch a bunch of child victimizing cyber-pervs, and on the other, you might have blackmail, extortion and the errant prosecution of innocent people.

One way or the other we will have to come to terms with this kind of technology.

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About a Boy

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Hey, Tim Jones, here.

I just wanted to share with you all a neat experience I had lately in my work. The recently finished painting at left will always hold a special place for me, for a few reasons.

For one thing, it is the first portrait commission that I received through MY WEBSITE. It’s pretty cool that we live in a time when artists can find customers anywhere in the world. The entire thing was done through e-mail. The client sent me a photo as an attachment, and I sent a preliminary sketch (as well as the final painting for their approval) in the same way. The fees were handled through PayPal. The client even commented in one e-mail how odd it was that we had this transaction without ever speaking to one another. And they were right!

Another thing that made this a good experience was the fact that the customer was a very kind Catholic family, and the boy in the painting is their recently adopted son. I’m thrilled that my work allowed me to be involved with this family in such a personal way. I know the painting is very meaningful for them. Our families have actually been praying for one another since pretty early in the process, and that is a perk for which I am really grateful.

Finally, the whole thing went so smoothly. I am always a bit nervous to begin a commission because things can go off the rails. I recently had to pass on a nice commission because the customer’s needs and my artistic goals just didn’t fit well in the end. I didn’t want to take on a project that I wouldn’t be proud to put my name on. Alot of things can happen; what if the customer doesn’t like the sketch? What if they like the sketch, but don’t like the final painting? What if they want changes that you feel make the artwork worse, rather than better?

I have been blessed, in that I have not yet had a commission go south on me like that, but it does happen. It would be especially uncomfortable if the project fell apart when it was half finished and half paid for! I’ve heard horror stories.

So, as I said, I was a bit nervous while I waited to see what kind of portrait it was that the client had in mind. I usually work from life, or at least from my own photos. Working from someone else’s photography is a crapshoot. The goal is to end up with a painting of a person, not something that looks like a painting of a photo of a person.

I was delighted to see that the photo was not a cheesy commercial portrait or a badly composed snapshot, but was worthy of framing on its own. Portraits of young children always run the risk of being overly sentimental, but this photo had depth and subtlety. I was intrigued by the boy’s gaze, and found the soft lighting a worthy challenge. I also found his Russian features very striking. Overall, I could not have asked for better source material from a client.

The painting does lose something in reproduction, but it did turn out well, and I am glad to have a copy of a high resolution digital scan of it tucked away in my files.

Jobs come and go, but this is one that I will always remember fondly, and for which I will always be grateful.

I just reorganized my website, and have added a few new paintings. Y’all drop by, ya hear?

The Art of the Grant

SimpsonsbaldwinFor some weird reason, FOX News found it worth noting yesterday that actor Alec Baldwin and a bunch of other artsy types gathered in Washington for Arts Advocacy Day, in order to encourage lobbying for arts funding. That means, among other things, the National Endowment for the Arts. I guess my invitation got lost in the mail.

Baldwin and others addressed a "crowd of… lawmakers and state arts officials". I’m sorry, but as an artist I find the words "state arts officials" really creepy.

I can’t say that I really know that much about how the NEA funds things like dance or theater, but they have become notorious in recent years for funding controversial, shocking, offensive and ugly art exhibits. They probably fund a lot of other stuff, too, but they are best known for bankrolling modernist, anti-Christian claptrap.

I have considered applying for a grant, myself, but in the end I just couldn’t do it. It generally means attaching your art to some (liberal) cultural theme like "Art and Global Warming", "Art and the Inner City", "Art and the  Goddess", or some such… it would just kill my soul.

Personally, I think the only visual art that the government should fund is art for public spaces. Murals, sculptures, that sort of thing. They should also feel an obligation to fund art that is not so "current" that it will fall out of style a couple of decades down the road. We owe it to our kids to leave something beautiful behind us, rather than rusting hulks of scrap metal.

Back in the Nineties, Congress made some big cuts to the NEA after it endowed some particularly stupid pieces that got a ton of press. It looked like they might let the agency dry on the vine.

No such luck. In his speech Tuesday, Baldwin said "If you told me back in 1996, we would have a Republican president and Republicans in charge of both houses of Congress, and the NEA would be flourishing and would be safe, it wouldn’t be possible…".

Amen, brother. Amen.

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Heavy Weather

Hailstone
Just a quick post to show this hailstone my son (the amateur meteorologist) found in our yard Sunday night. It was one of several that he grabbed and put into the freezer. They were the size of plums and made quite a racket when they began to hit the roof. I’ll be checking the whole exterior of the house for damage later today, as well as the cars. I’m hopeful that my old SUV is damaged enough for a new paint job (heh-heh. I’ve found that the key to never being fearful about having your car stolen is to never own one worth stealing. I never lock the thing.).

This particular hailstone happened to split when it impacted, revealing the layers that it built up while falling from 30,000+ feet.

We were lucky. The Doppler radar showed the storm (with several tornados) tracking directly toward our neighborhood. We went down into the basement, lit candles when the power failed, and sat there, listening. Nothing much except for the pummeling from the hail. It passed pretty quickly.

A little later (just before midnight) I headed into town for my weekly hour of adoration. Everything was normal until I nearly hit a tree that had fallen into the road. Then I saw where a number of people had gathered at a local church that had been struck by the twister. It was still standing, but obviously damaged (no one was injured).

A good deal of destruction in our area. I will try to send a few more pics later, if I can get them without being obnoxious or a road hazard.

All together, an interesting night. A little too interesting for our daughter. She was not amused at all, at all.

Today’s forecast; bright and sunny.

But, Is It Art? Part III

Hey, Tim Jones, here.

It has been several weeks since my last post in this series on art, but my schedule was cruelly interrupted by some paying work. Things have slowed just a bit, so I want to encourage all of you to VISIT MY WEBSITE.

Idle hands are the devil’s workshop, y’know.

In my FIRST POST, I offered a framework for thinking about the different aspects of man-made objects (design, decoration, illustration and fine art).

In the SECOND POST, I broadly defined some categories of visual art (realism, abstraction, non-objective and non-representational art).

Now I want to talk about the implications of these categories for artists, offer some views on the opportunities that visual art presents, as well discuss the problems and strengths of different kinds of art. This time we’re talking about realism.

THE GREAT THING ABOUT REALISM

– I love impressions. One of my favorite TV shows (briefly) as a kid was called Copycats and starred impressionists like Rich Little and Frank Gorshin. Not long ago, I caught part of a TV bio of Dean Martin, and saw some old footage of Frank Gorshin doing an impression of Martin. It was a really good impression. Not just kinda good, but dead-on, scary good, which made it hilarious. Gorshin (who played the Joker The Riddler on the original Batman TV series) could do that. Dean Martin was entertaining to watch, but Gorshin’s impression showed everyone what it was that made him entertaining to watch. Gorshin studied, analyzed and practiced Dean Martin until he was almost more Martinesque than was Dino himself.

This is the kind of power that realism can have, whether we are watching an impression, or looking at a work of art. Great realism can grab people and stop them in their tracks. At an art exhibit, you might hear people saying things like, "Wow. How do they do that? I can’t even draw a stick man.". This is perfectly natural, and nothing to be ashamed of. People admire great skill, whether they see it in art, hear it in music, watch it demonstrated in dance or in any other human endeavor.

Neither artists or art lovers need to apologize for appreciating, or striving for, a high degree of realism. It not only can have great visual power, but is one of the few ways of actually measuring artistic skill (gasp!!). Oddly, this makes it seem both controversial and dangerous to some. Though most people readily acknowledge that not everyone can be a great musician (just watch American Idol), or dancer, or athlete, there are those who behave as if everyone is born an artist, and the one thing we must never talk about is whether they deserve the designation.

I earlier offered a very broad definition of abstraction, saying that every piece of art, even the most "realistic", is to some extent an abstraction. I will add to that a very broad definition of realism as any faithful representation of the physical world. This doesn’t necessarily mean expressionless copying, or one-to-one reproduction of every detail, but simply art that is inspired by and faithful to the physical aspects of reality. This broad understanding of realism can include a wide range of styles, from hyper-realism up to and including impressionism.

Realism can be quite expressive. Simply in the selection of the subject, the composition, the lighting, or the surroundings, a straightforward realistic depiction can express quite a bit of subtext. In other words, a lot of the artist’s self expression can be present before the brush ever touches the canvas. A good deal of it can happen at a subconscious level. This is one reason that I tell my art students please not to worry too much about self expression, as it will happen on it’s own as they mature and develop their skills.

Goingspie The work of Ralph Goings (left) is a good example of highly realistic art that functions effectively as an authentic artistic expression. In his obsessively observed and subtle renderings, we can get a sense of why he paints the things he does. He finds great beauty and interest in the most mundane objects and settings. He apparently loves to hang out in diners, and that means he can’t be all bad. His stuff is just fun to look at, and you get a sense that in his work he celebrates his fascination with everyday life.

In terms of learning, realism is by far the best way to start developing the physical and perceptive skills that a good artist needs. For this reason, there was for a long time a strong emphasis on realism in academic art training. Not that realism ought to be an end in itself, but it is a natural starting place for visual art. Every discipline has rules, and you need to know the rules before you can meaningfully break the rules.

Nfechin1_1 The work of Nicolai Fechin (left) is a good example of art that is faithful to reality, but also ventures into meaningful abstraction, and even a kind of expressionism. A typical Fechin painting includes interesting abstract passages, highly energetic brushwork, bold use of color and an obvious love just for the paint, itself. But holding all that together and transcending it, is Fechin’s clear understanding of light, space and physical form. A study of his work reveals a deep knowledge of anatomy and the subtleties of the human face. Frequently in his work, the realism of the face serves as an anchor for the rest of the piece.

THE PROBLEM WITH REALISM

– Realism is this property of faithful representation, but if that is all that realism is (in other words, if it is only the work of a highly trained copyist) then it will fall short of what art should be. If the artist is not capable of infusing into the image some sense of how they think or feel about the subject, then it does indeed fall flat. If this is the case, then all painters could be replaced by photographers, and don’t let the door hit you on the way out..

A painting can be a very realistic representation and still be trite, silly, dull, or in any number of other ways, just bad art. There is such a thing as an accurate, but lifeless, representation.

A great deal of 19th century academic realism was bad art. It sometimes seemed to be a cold, academic exercise. At the opposite end of the spectrum, it was just as often the victim of maudlin sentimentalism. The same problems plague artists to this day, and are hardly unique to realistic art. Modern art suffers much from the same diseases. There is such a thing as calculated spontaneity, and manufactured angst.

Hirschwelles Great realistic art doesn’t just give us a dry representation of the subject, but also highlights and enhances what is unique about the subject, as well as offering some insight into the artist’s feelings about it. The caricature of Orson Welles (at left), by the famous Al Hirschfeld, is a great example. Hirschfeld had a wonderful knack for reduction, simplification and enhancement. If Welles’ head were really shaped like that, of course, he would be in a long-term care facility. No one’s head is really shaped like that… and yet, somehow the drawing looks just like Orson Welles. Hirschfeld departs from strictly literal realism in order to emphasize the most Welles-ian aspects of Mr. Welles. He distorts, but (and this is important) it is a lovingly faithful distortion that draws its inspiration from Welles himself. Hirschfeld studied Welles… in a way, loved Welles. It seems a simple drawing, but I guarantee that it was not simple for Hirschfeld

In addition to what the image says about Mr. Welles, though, we have the delightful calligraphy of the drawing itself, the crisply rendered shapes, the flowing lines… overall, an elegant simplicity combined with an exuberant energy and humor that begins to tell us a great deal about the artist. This is art (simple as it is) that is firing on all cylinders. It is the result of preternatural giftedness (talent), combined with careful study, hard work and enthusiasm.

This highlights the important distinction between a work of art as a representation of something else (subject), and a work of art as an interesting and beautiful object on its own. Great art is both.

Next: "Modern" Art, and Why Art is Important.

Ice Melts… Film at Eleven.

Barne20glacier I am not a scientist. I don’t even play one on TV.

I am an artist.

I did have the interesting job of illustrating an archeological text once, though, and I worked for several years designing exhibits for a couple of historical museums, where I picked up a smattering of Earth Science (I know that Satan could not have made fossils, because fossils are cool). I really enjoyed my brief stint in scientific illustration and still have great fondness for the natural sciences.

For this reason,  irresponsible pseudo-scientific claptrap disguised as news reporting still rankles me, and I had to comment on THIS SENSATIONAL ARTICLE from FOX News (no less).

Setting the intellectual tone, we have the hysterical headline – "Unhealthy Earth: Global Warming Takes Toll".

The problem with this alarmist statement is in the assumption that if conditions on Earth are changing, that must be a sign that the planet is sick.

Listen, if that is the case, then the whole history of Earth is just one dread disease after another. If climate change = an unhealthy Earth, then the Earth has never been healthy.

Global temperature fluctuations are the norm. The only constant in geologic history is change. This change has been sometimes sudden and violent, sometimes gradual, but the one thing we can never reasonably expect is that the Earth should just stay the same. Environmental stasis is a utopian myth, and a uniquely stupid and dangerous one. Species have been going extinct since there have been species. Glaciers form. Glaciers melt. During the little ice age we have been in, glaciers have been forming. If the mean global temperature swings back upward, they will melt, as sure as God made little green apples. This can be taken as a sign of nothing except business as usual.

From a scientific perspective, all the hand-wringing over melting glaciers amounts to a misplaced and even neurotic nostalgia.

The article goes on to make temperate scientific observations like this;

"Some scientists say the receding glaciers, like canaries in a coal mine, are providing an early warning system for the Earth. They say human-caused global warming is making the sea level rise and can spawn floods — called glacier outbursts — brought on by glacial melting. "

Alright… first of all, any time you see an assertion that begins with "Some scientists say…" you need to remember, once you get to the end of the statement, to tack on the qualifier "and some don’t" (this is also true of the phrase "Many modern theologians think…", or "most modern scholars agree", or other such vaguely authoritative-sounding set-ups).

Secondly, this paragraph, by using the phrase "human-caused global warming" leaps from science to sheer propaganda. There is wide scientific debate on the extent to which human activity contributes to global warming, if it does to any measurable degree at all. It may be in fashion to blame SUVs or spray deodorant, but serious scientists are looking to volcanic activity, variances in the energy output of the sun, and a myriad of other natural causes as the prime sources of climate change, as has been the case throughout history. Can we nudge the atmosphere a little one way or another? Maybe, but the jury is still out. The assertion that human activity is behind climate change is a bald political statement, not a scientific one.

Not surprisingly, later in the piece we read;

"Some advocates say industry is largely responsible for global warming, and that large corporations should be held to their promises."

In case we doubt this assertion, it is backed up with weighty statements from Dan Becker, of the highly scientific and politically neutral Sierra Club. Nowhere in the piece do we hear from a scientist who might attribute global warming to natural causes, or who might see it as no cause for hysteria. Never do we even see the possibility that such a scientific viewpoint even exists.

I have come to expect a bit more from Fox News. Who wrote this screed? It sounds like something from a college news rag.

Should we use the Earth’s resources responsibly? Should we minimize pollution? Reduce waste? Be good stewards? Of course! But to help us do that we need good, reliable information, not junk science.

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Pourquoi??

SmartinI like Steve Martin, I really do. I was in high school when he broke big on the scene in the mid-seventies. I bought the albums, saw The Jerk in the theater, owned two copies of King Tut. I intentionally bumped into my friends in the hallway, just so I could say "Excu–u-u-u-u-use Me-e-e-e-e-e!!!".

Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid is still one of my favorite guilty pleasures when I just feel like wasting some time and giggling. Steve Martin may be one of the few people on the planet who could make the act of brewing coffee genuinely roll-on-the-floor-with-tears-in-your-eyes funny.

Kevin Kline is also a great comic talent. Who can forget his deranged, Nietzche-quoting, Ugly American criminal mastermind wannabe in A Fish Called Wanda? Funny stuff!

And now, they are doing a movie together!

So, why do I have this feeling of dull foreboding? Why do I find even short trailers for the new Pink Panther movie sort of painful to watch? It’s like this movie is radiating it’s badness right through my television.

I haven’t seen the film, so I admit I could be 180 degrees wrong.

I hope I am.

But how often do you need to re-make a classic film? Anyone seen the remake of Gone With The Wind? How about Citizen Kane or A Day at the Races? Good grief… remember The Wiz?

Steve Martin has had enough moments of celluloid brilliance to warrant great respect, but what made him think of taking on Peter Sellers in his most memorable role? Martin is great, but if you look up the phrase "comic genius" in a dictionary, you’ll see a picture of Peter Sellers. He is Clousseau, and Clousseau is Peter Sellers.

I just don’t know if I can bear to watch this new Pink Panther.

This is a job for the Decent Films Guide!

Surely Steven Greydanus will post and tell me that I really am not being fair to the film (not having seen it yet), and that it really can’t be that bad.

Say it ain’t so, Steve!