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0 Panache

Dear Artist, I’m watching my friend Don Getz standing at his French easel producing a half-sheet watercolor on Yupo. Leaning forward, his spare hand tucked behind his back, he’s a maestro conducting a small orchestra — his brush flicking like…

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0 Contrarian

Dear Artist, Do you remember “Mary, Mary, quite contrary?” This children’s nursery rhyme represents an archetype of human behavior. A contrarian is a person who bets on the opposite of the conventional wisdom. We really ought to be doing one…

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0 Finding Spirit

Dear Artist, Early in my career I came to know an artist by the name of Lawren Harris. On one of our walks together he told me that he thought paintings came out of themselves. He explained that the painting…

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0 Secrets of success

Dear Artist, In “Fahy’s Pub and Undertakers” in Dingle Town, with a background of smoke and mirrors and Bob Dylan recordings, I’m lifting a Guinness with Seamus O’Mahoney. He’s a retired art teacher, now a “water-dabbler,” who has bicycled out…

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0 Simplicity

Dear Artist, From my journal: “Socked in for three days. Most of the time can’t even see the Blasket Islands. Trying to coax BTU’s out of peat-stove. Can’t heat these Irish cottages — you sit in the fire. The walls…

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0 Alpine meadows

Dear Artist, Distant sheep are moving down a green hillside like a spill of cream. The light between the shifting clouds travels over the patchwork quilt in counterpoint to the sheep. A few minutes ago an aged Irishman, his face…

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0 Houses

Dear Artist, Among the responses to the last letter about the elements of landscape, there’s a note from Joe Zloty: “How important is it to have a house in your painting? Thomas Kinkade always has a house in there somewhere.”…

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0 Land of Heart’s Desire

Dear Artist, Right now I’m looking toward Omey — a small island viewed from an unimportant place called Claddagduff on the Connemara shore. In the foreground, designer rocks step down toward the weedy tide. Beyond, in patchwork fields, whitewashed houses…

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0 Authority

Dear Artist, In Knockin’s Pub in Galway Town I met up with Brigit Ward. I bought her a pint and then another. She’s a mother times ten, a grandmother times seventy-eight, a great grandmother times thirty-seven, and a great great…

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0 Heather Island

Dear Artist, It’s a small island — eleven acres — centered in Tully Lake, Connemara, County Galway. The writer Oliver Gogarty lived here from 1923 till 1939. Gogarty rowed his dory on the lake and trawled without a hook in…

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