by Karl MacKeeman on Wednesday, September 28, 2011 at 3:03pm
Painters have walked the streets like hookers with portfolio in hand seeking approval by popes, cardinals, kings, princes and miserable art dealers but in the end the best of them went on to paint to please themselves. I found these words, the ones I want carved on my tombstone where-ever that may be in a book about Kipling. Any boy who's been a Wolf Cub knows this writer. The old library at Dalhousie University had a room devoted to him and his ghost was said to haunt the place. I spent many hours there ducking out of hockey practise in the nearby rink. The old man's ghost did not walk through the stacks, that I could see. Something I didn't know about Kipling, was that he was a very good graphic artist and self-published and illustrated his first books. They were sold in railway stations all over India.
Many galleries have closed. Some fine artists have died and many just faded away discouraged. The Printmakers' Studio died an agonizing death. A few, very few artists have had the honour of having thier prices go up after they have passed on. Most remained unkown and over-looked to this day. KDM
Painters have walked the streets like hookers with portfolio in hand seeking approval by popes, cardinals, kings, princes and miserable art dealers but in the end the best of them went on to paint to please themselves. I found these words, the ones I want carved on my tombstone where-ever that may be in a book about Kipling. Any boy who's been a Wolf Cub knows this writer. The old library at Dalhousie University had a room devoted to him and his ghost was said to haunt the place. I spent many hours there ducking out of hockey practise in the nearby rink. The old man's ghost did not walk through the stacks, that I could see. Something I didn't know about Kipling, was that he was a very good graphic artist and self-published and illustrated his first books. They were sold in railway stations all over India.
"When Earth's last picture is painted
and the tubes are twisted and dried,
When the oldest colours have faded,
and the youngest critic has died,
We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it
-lie down for an eon or two,
Till the Master of all good Workman
shall put us to work anew...
And only The Master shall praise us
and only The Master shall blame;
And no one shall work for money
and no one shall work for fame,
But each in his seperate star
Shall draw the Thing as he sees it
for the God of Things as they are!"
-Rudyard Kipling (from L'Envoi)
Many galleries have closed. Some fine artists have died and many just faded away discouraged. The Printmakers' Studio died an agonizing death. A few, very few artists have had the honour of having thier prices go up after they have passed on. Most remained unkown and over-looked to this day. KDM
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