Showing posts with label Friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friends. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Chaz is Painting!



























































"Three Bees After Monet"
((The Artist in his studio . . .))

Sunday, June 15, 2014

A Quiet Moment in Milna






































We have a photo of us under the rainbow in Milna, one quiet, rainy day!
I just look tired and fed up with work, need a good rest!

Slavko (and Nada)

Friday, May 09, 2014

Almir Sends Us Some Sarajevo Greetings




John --

I will send you one very funny video clip by some musicions band call "Broken house"
funny already,  which performing song Sweet home Sarajevo in stead
Sweet home Alabama, on english ofcourse.
I am sure you will like it!

if is funny enough for you put it on your blog!

your friend Almir


Monday, August 12, 2013

Charles's Cabin at The Lake














































































Charles and Melanie have been vacationing at their cabin on Cain's Lake, only 5 miles from here.  Here are some shots of their cabin and a final shot of Charles in his little studio there.

Monday, July 29, 2013

Charles Keeps on Bee-ing















Bees being bees, he says.

(Ed:  Levitating bees, I says.

Love the Mycenaean beehive.)

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Charles Shares his Ann Arbor Summer Garden






































































Here are some photos from our garden this summer.  With the rains and heat, the prairie plants are over 6 feet high.

-- Chaz

Friday, July 12, 2013

Charles Realizes: Warhol




-------- Original message --------
Subject:Warhol
From:charles grimes <charlesgrimes9@gmail.com>
To:John <jhurd@qsoup.net>
Cc:


Warhol

Maybe I ought to Bee
Like the Andy Warhol brand
And wash over the world
With Pop Icons
All over and over and present
Elizabeth and Marilyn and Mao Bees
Branded and disguised as
Artifact oh Elizabeth and Marilyn
You make my heart sing but
The Warhol brand fooled me and
Made me forget for awhile Mao's
Murders and his repeated inhumanity
To humanity to further his. Brand
And for awhile you call Mao Art
But one night it creeps up on you
That Mao is not Art but just
Disguised rage towards you but
You still have a deep warmth for
The Warhol brand even though
Your clan is still at war with
The Campbell brand
And  you overlook the clash
With the Campbell's and just
Bee with the tomato soup can
Brand and just be and be and bee
And just softly ask your mother for another can of the Brand with some crackers from another brand
And you don't really know what it means to be and be and Bee.             but you are warm and protected from your clan's clash and you don't think about this duality until
You think about the Bee Brand
A lifetime of brands into the future life of Brands and Brands and Brands

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Last Part of Booke

THE BATTLE OF PARIS

General Leclerc , De Gaulle's favorite French tank commander, of the French 2nd Army had been attached to the American General Patton and was overanxious to take his men and aide the uprisings of the French Resistance against the Nazis in Paris beginning on August 19th.
LeClerc went to Patton and demanded that he be allowed to drive his men to Paris and begin the liberation of the city.  Patton was indifferent to this demand and told LeClerc it made no difference to him who liberated Paris.  Finally after much cajoling from De Gaulle Eisenhower finally gave the permission for LeClerc to head his troops in the direction of Paris.  Some observers say that LeClerc had already left by the time his orders arrived.
The Allied command was reluctant to help the French 2nd Army but as the liberation of Paris ran into modest resistance from the Nazis they sent in divisions of the 3rd American Army to help out.  The Americans were worried that the liberation of Paris might turn into the Battle of Stalingrad all over again but the heroics of the French Resistance in those days went a long way toward the surrender of the German commandant Dietrich von Cholitz.
On August 19th the French Resistance began to blockade the streets of Paris and attacked the German garrison on the Isle St. Louis.  This led to conditions of general mayhem in the city and the German commander even tried to negotiate a cease-fire with the Resistance fighters but the French smelling blood would not have it.
Hostilities in the streets grew, as there was a general strike called by Resistance, which severely limited the Nazis from managing the city anymore.
Hitler had demanded that von Cholitz wire the famous landmarks of Paris and its bridges with enough bombs to level the city.  Hitler wanted Paris left in a heap of rubble on the way out of town.
While von Cholitz had been a loyal Nazi general in his career and had committed many acts of cruelty and violence he could not bring himself to destroy one of the most beautiful cities in the world.  While von Cholitz joked with his men that he was going to blow up the Eiffel Tower and use it as a foot bridge to cross the Seine he knew in his heart that he did not want to be known as the man who destroyed the city of light.  The city of Paris.  And besides von Cholitz knew that Hitler was now losing the war and to follow his commands to letter was a risky venture.
After much fierce fighting, Leclerc and his 2nd Army and the French Resistance liberated Paris on August 24th with the loss of 1500 Resistance fighters and 100 soldiers dead.  Over 5,000 German soldiers surrendered along with General von Cholitz.
The French people rushed out into the streets because they were so ecstatic that the Nazis had finally been defeated.  They were put in great harm thought by isolated German snipers lodged in the top floors of apartment buildings and on the rooftops of commercial buildings.
When De Gaulle entered the great Cathedral Notre Dame on the 25th after his march down the Champs Elysee he was nearly gunned down as strode into the church by German snipers.  De Gaulle did not flinch a bit and he went on to deliver his famous speech about French liberty.
Pariee est liberte!!
The Battle for Paris is especially fierce near Picasso's home that he often said a bullet went by his head one morning, as he opened a window, and lodged itself into the wall of his bathroom.  Marie Therese lived on the Isle St. Louis where the German garrison was under attack so Picasso went to her apartment to stay with her and their daughter Maya.

On August 25th, 1944 General Leclerc swept into Paris and forced the Germans to surrender the city back to the Free French.  Later that day the 3rd American Army followed right behind.

Ernest Hemmingway was a journalist traveling with the American 3rd Army and on the day Paris is liberated from the Nazis he boasted that he liberated the bars at Crillon and Ritz Hotels and he that let enough champagne flow out to liberate all of the streets of Paris.  Hemingway loved a story.
Later that same day Hemingway visited the Shakespeare and Company bookstore and asked Sylvia Beach what he could do for her.  Sylvia complained about the German snipers on the rooftops across the street shooting down on passer bys on the sidewalks.  Hemingway said no problem and went outside and spoke with the American soldiers traveling with him about the snipers.  Within 15 minutes the snipers had been dealt with. 

Hemingway's next stop was Picasso's place.  When Hemingway arrived  Picasso was not home but the concierge of the building asked if Hemingway would like to leave a present for Mr. Picasso.  Hemingway thought for a moment and then went back to his jeep parked on the street.  Hemingway returned with a case of grenades and told the concierge that, "Please tell Mr. Picasso that these are a gift from Mr. Hemingway.

Picasso returned to his studio on Grandes Augustine's once the fighting and sniper fire was subdued and once he found that Picasso was now the most famous and beloved man in all of France.

Because Picasso outlasted the cruelty of the Nazi's without giving in to their offers of better treatment all the world looked to him as a beacon of hope.

Picasso's home became the most popular spot on the tourist map for American soldiers on leave.  Francoise Gilot told stories about how every day after the liberation for weeks and weeks that there were American soldiers sleeping all over the vast studios.  The soldiers had all come to be with a hero.

By waiting out the Nazis with Hitler's proclamations and believing in deep in his sense of inner being and to keep on working in spite of the terror Picasso had won the war with the Nazis over life, liberty and art and the freedom to make Art as you believe.

In May of 1945 while Hitler is having himself and Eva murdered by an SS agent and then ordered to be burned like Sigfried; Picasso is living in gay Paris and starting a whole new chapter of his creative life with the intelligent and shapely twenty three year old Francoise Gilot. 

The Question goes out to the reader, "Who won that contest?"  

Charles Grimes 2011
What a weird year.

Thursday, December 08, 2011

Fwd: BOOK



---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Charles Grimes <charlesgrimes9@gmail.com>
Date: Thu, Dec 8, 2011 at 12:08 PM
Subject: book
To: JRH <jhurd@qsoup.net>


Thanks for your support.  I am reaching a point of mental fatigue as I search for the end of this phase of the book.  I know I will need to add more sections to get the book to 150 pages.  I have thought of two sections.  Mythologies is one chapter and Racisim is the other.  Racisim is what allows your mind to damage and murder other peoples so easily.  A Rascist believes he is culturally and mentally superior to those he plunders.  Kinda deep.
 
I think I have stumbled upon what I need.  The Nazi vision goes up in flames so a sense of renewal by fire there.  Picasso finds a sense of renewal in his attraction to Francoise.  She is young and beautiful and he can shape her into his new muse of life after near death at the hands of the Gestapo.  Picasso's trust in his belief of self and working in the face of terror and believing in his mythology outlasts the Nazi government beliefs (there are still Nazi who personally believe) and their work and mythology.  With the liberation of Paris Picasso is the number one celebrity of the Liberation and he did not even fire a shot.  Even DeGaulle had comprimised himself during the Occupation but Picasso's belief in sticking out the Occupation and being himself made him the uncomprimised hero.
 
His women would see this another way but History remembers only the victors.  While Hitler is having himself and Eva murdered in his bunker Picasso is starting a new life of celebrity and fame with a 20 year old babe.
 
Something like that.
 
I have been watching all of these documentaries of the Battle of Stalingrad.  The German soldiers were so hungry and cold that in the last days of the battle they would bury themselves in the rubble to stay warm and at the end of the fighting the Russian soldiers had to dig the Germans out of the ruble because they were too weak to do it themselves.
 
I am just starting to dig into the material about the last days of the German occupation where Hitler tells his commander in chief in Paris that if Hitler cannot have Paris then no one will have it.  Leave Paris in a heap.  Destroy everything.
 
Charles

Dateline Detroit: Chaz and Diego























Chaz gets to see Diego Rivera's 'Detroit Industry' murals (1932) Detroit Institute of Arts.  An Edsel Ford legacy . . .

"Notes the Washington Post, "Rivera was hired by the Ford Motor Co., and his series of politically charged fresco panels was called 'Detroit Industry.' Ultimately, Edsel Ford allowed that it was acceptable for an artist to displease his patron; the work is now recognized as one of Rivera’s masterpieces." "

Tuesday, November 08, 2011

Go ahead, ask him anything . . .














 . . . anything at all! 

Check out Spencer's great "design-and-friends-and-neat-stuff" blog.
http://designhurd.tumblr.com

Wednesday, November 02, 2011

Picasso and the Nazis

Introduction


By the middle of the 1930's Picasso was the most popular living artist in the entire world.  If you didn't know his work you certainly had heard his name.  Picasso had his way with women, the art world, intellectuals, investors who wanted to purchase his art and most of all with the spirit of Modern Art.  Picasso had the perspective.

            The Nazis had a different perspective.  They despised modern art and wanted to eradicate modern art and modern artists in order to create space for their idealized vision of romantic art to flourish.  Hitler gave an important speech in 1937 where he basically said there were only two reasons why artist's painted abstract paintings.  Either the artists were mentally ill and needed to be castrated so they wouldn't reproduce or that the modern artist was a devious terrorist who needed to be exterminated.  There are not too many good choices out there for you, if you are a modern artist, and if Hitler should be driving his army over the borders of your country and into your neighborhood.

Charles Grimes

(Ed. -- This is the intro to a fun, fanciful and factual book on 'Picasso and the Nazis' that Charles has been working on.  So far, he has about 8 out of 9 chapters roughed out.)





Thursday, October 20, 2011

Happy Birthday, Arthur

20 October 1854 – 10 November 1891


Morning of Drunkenness

By Arthur Rimbaud
Translated from the French by John Ashbery

O my good! O my beautiful! Atrocious fanfare where I won’t stumble! enchanted rack whereon I am stretched! Hurrah for the amazing work and the marvelous body, for the first time! It began amid the laughter of children, it will end with it. This poison will remain in all our veins even when, as the trumpets turn back, we’ll be restored to the old discord. O let us now, we who are so deserving of these torments! let us fervently gather up that superhuman promise made to our created body and soul: that promise, that madness! Elegance, knowledge, violence! They promised us to bury the tree of good and evil in the shade, to banish tyrannical honesties, so that we might bring forth our very pure love. It began with a certain disgust and ended—since we weren’t able to grasp this eternity all at once—in a panicked rout of perfumes.
      Laughter of children, discretion of slaves, austerity of virgins, horror in the faces and objects of today, may you be consecrated by the memory of that wake. It began in all loutishness, now it’s ending among angels of flame and ice.
     Little eve of drunkenness, holy! were it only for the mask with which you gratified us. We affirm you, method! We don’t forget that yesterday you glorified each one of our ages. We have faith in the poison. We know how to give our whole lives every day.
     Behold the time of the Assassins.

Sunday, October 09, 2011

Chaz Shares: Fall at Lake Michigan



Melanie at Lake Michigan in the Autumn Sunshine.

Saturday, October 08, 2011

Sunday, October 02, 2011

Slavko Sends a Milna Webcam Greeting!!

"It's on the house just below the cemetery.

This September was the hottest ever from the time records run, and I can
tell you it's pretty annoying, can't wait next week when's supposed to
cool down."
(Click here or on image to go to webcam.)

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Olivia's 75th Birthday at Our House
























The Magician delighted children, teens, adults . . .

Sadie's painting: tulips, sunflower, pine and hearts . . .


The Bonfire



Long time friends:  Leona, Olivia, Judy Baker