Bill Ham, oh man

Bill Ham Light Sound Dimension Theater
© Bill Ham (from billhamlights.com)

I’m not great at transmitting information, but I will say that I think Bill Ham’s “action painting” is rather breathtaking. View his website here: billhamlights.com

Bill Ham
© Bill Ham

I remember seeing the image above as one of the promotional images used for the “Summer of Love” show at the Whitney Museum in NYC in 2007. I can’t believe I didn’t make it to that show. I digress. I’ve been leaning towards working some watercolors into my cut paper work and want to achieve a ‘pseudo-psychedelic’ effect with the paint. Bill Ham’s work will serve as a source of major inspiration.

Treasure Trove of Sherwood Anderson

A whole online collection of works by my favorite author, Sherwood Anderson, is available on The Literature Network.

Here’s their intro to his biography: “Sherwood Anderson (1876-1941), American author, poet, playwright, essayist, and newspaper editor, wrote Winesburg, Ohio (1919), “The Book of the Grotesque”. A collection of excellent examples of the short story genre and set in small town America, the stories are loosely connected by journalist George Willard writing of the sometimes “grotesque” sides of the human condition including poverty, marginalisation, love and romance. Many of Anderson’s contributions to American Literature reflect his own struggles between the material and spiritual worlds as husband, father, author, and businessman and also cover issues as wide-ranging from labour conditions to marriage.” (online-literature.com).

Not only will you find Winesburg, Ohio and The Egg (seemingly, in my opinion, his most represented works online), you’ll also find Windy McPherson’s Son, Seeds, The New Englander and much more! Here’s my personal THANK YOU to online-literature.com. I’m going to have my nose on the screen for the next few days…

The Philosopher (an excerpt)

“If you have your eyes open you will see that although I call myself a doctor I have mighty few patients,” he began. “There is a reason for that. It is not an accident and it is not because I do not know as much of medicine as anyone here. I do not want patients. The reason, you see, does not appear on the surface. It lies in fact in my character, which has, if you think about it, many strange turns. Why I want to talk to you of the matter I don’t know. I might keep still and get more credit in your eyes. I have a desire to make you admire me, that’s a fact. I don’t know why. That’s why I talk. It’s very amusing, eh?”
-Doctor Parcival in Winesburg, Ohio by Sherwood Anderson