blog no. 14: Heather Cox Richardson, Stanley Kunitz, Ragnar Kjartansson, Black Lives Matter


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A lot going on in my week and I have to confess I have been glued to Courttv.com much of it, watching the George Floyd trial. It has been heart wrenching to see and a lot of the time I had to shut my eyes and ears but somehow I think it is important to witness our justice system up close and personal and how it does (or doesn't) work.

If I weren't an artist, I think I would have chosen to be a journalist or lawyer. I always admired my dad for using his art to express a political opinion. My art though, I thought, was more abstract and all about just adding some more beauty to the world. Until the pandemic that is...I was isolated and had a dream about my late sister, Judy Smilow (1958-2018) who I missed terribly. I painted a 7-foot portrait of her and it was as if she was still with me somehow. It gave me comfort and that began a whole series of 20+ larger than life portraits of living and deceased friends and family to hang out with. Then came the Black Lives Matter movement and instead of attending the protest marches (I was too scared of Covid-19), I decided to make portraits of some of the victims of police brutality. Together with an old dear friend from Chicago who happened to be a graphic designer (Barbara Cotterall Murphy of Murphy Design), we made the images into posters and for those brave enough to go out and march, we would donate the high res images for people to print on their own. If you know anyone who might like to receive these free high res images of any of these posters, please let them know where they can get them.

Some political art by my father, Mel Smilow, made during the 1960's civil rights movement:

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Boston College History Professor  and Historian  Heather Cox Richardson (photo courtesy The New York Times)

Boston College History Professor and Historian Heather Cox Richardson (photo courtesy The New York Times)

"Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it." Famous words we have all heard over and over again but do we heed it? We are so fortunate to have history professor Heather Cox Richardson in our lives during this particular time in history to educate us. I have written about her before but feel compelled to include her again in my blog. This very recent 49 minute interview I feature here from Maine Public Radio is a must listen for anyone interested in where we find ourselves today in the U.S. of A. I cannot say enough about her, her storytelling abilities, her ability to make American history come alive and to put so many issues of the day in context. I also wake up to her daily email every morning. Subscribe here to her Letters from an American" if you want to also. And don't take my word for it--I am not the only one who finds her so crucial to our zeitgeist right now. Here is an article about her in the New York Times .

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Two time U.S. Poet Laureate Stanley Kunitz (1905-2006)

Two time U.S. Poet Laureate Stanley Kunitz (1905-2006)

This blog gives me an opportunity to delve deeper into things I have loved but not necessarily known that much about and in this case, the featured poem below hung on my wall over my desk for many years but I really knew very little about its writer. April is National Poetry Month (who is the one who designates these things?) and I am no poetry expert but The Long Boat by Stanley Kunitz (1905-2006) struck a deep cord with me that continues to this day.

The Long Boat

When his boat snapped loose
from its mooring, under
the screaking of the gulls,
he tried at first to wave
to his dear ones on shore,
but in the rolling fog
they had already lost their faces.
Too tired even to choose
between jumping and calling,
somehow he felt absolved and free
of his burdens, those mottoes
stamped on his name-tag:
conscience, ambition, and all
that caring.
He was content to lie down
with the family ghosts
in the slop of his cradle,
buffeted by the storm,
endlessly drifting.
Peace! Peace!
To be rocked by the Infinite!
As if it didn't matter
which way was home;
as if he didn't know
he loved the earth so much
he wanted to stay forever.

The poem speaks for itself but if you would like to know more about this man, twice U.S. Poet Laureate, avid gardener , winner of the Pulitzer Prize in Poetry and many other prestigious accolades, I include his New York Times obituary here, a shorter National Public Radio piece on him and also a longer in depth interview he gave with the poet Gregory Orr.

Ragnar Kjartansson is not a household name but in The Visitors, an immersive, nine-screen video art installation, he has created a remarkable art piece that is truly one of the best museum shows I have ever seen. I bring it to your attention in case you can still get a chance to see it. It has been around for quite a few years but it seems to still be making the rounds and as we open up from the pandemic. It is currently on view in Boston at the Museum of Contemporary Art through August 15, 2021, at the High Museum of Art in Atlanta, Georgia through May 9, 2021; and at the Reykjavik Art Museum in Iceland through September 19, 2021. I first stumbled upon it in San Francisco at SFMOMA in 2017 quite by accident since I rarely had any use for video and usually just walked by (my bad). The Guardian literally puts it at number one “best art of the 21st century.” It is almost impossible to describe but by way of preview, here is Kjartansson himself describing the piece, the ideas behind it, his experience making it and also a "doesn't do it justice" version you can experience on your cell phone with headphones.


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For more information on these free Black Lives Matter posters, please contact me.


Self Portrait going grey in the time of Covid…

Self Portrait going grey in the time of Covid…


About The Author

New York City based contemporary artist, Pam Smilow created the creative lifestyle blog “things we love” in an effort to foster a sense of community during times of isolation and reflection. To read more about her, check out the essay written by the Hammond Museum's Frank Matheis entitled The Sophisticated Innocence of Pam Smilow.