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My Grandfather’s Paintings

24 Apr

These are some of my Grandfather’s paintings and some of my most prized possessions. My Grandfather was an immensely talented and prolific painter, often painting on both sides of his canvas. Everyone in my family, across many generations, has a piece of my Grandfather’s work. That feels very special.

These paintings remind me of the poems of Walt Whitman and Robert Frost.

Continuities by Walt Whitman

Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost,
No birth, identity, form–no object of the world.
Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing;
Appearance must not foil, nor shifted sphere confuse thy brain.
Ample are time and space–ample the fields of Nature.
The body, sluggish, aged, cold–the embers left from earlier fires,
The light in the eye grown dim, shall duly flame again;
The sun now low in the west rises for mornings and for noons continual;
To frozen clods ever the spring’s invisible law returns,
With grass and flowers and summer fruits and corn.

Oh, I love Whitman!