Thought for the day - March 3, 2001

Subject: Thought for the day - March 3, 2001
From: katlaughing
Date: 03 Mar 01 - 12:26 AM

Fine art is that in which the hand, the head, and the heart of man go together.
- John Ruskin -

I offer this to our own "Fine Art" Thieme, as it seems to sum up pretty well what he has done with his life and his music.

luvyaArt...kat

Subject: RE: Thought for the day - March 3, 2001
From: Amos
Date: 03 Mar 01 - 01:08 AM

Second that, Kat lady!! Fine as they come!!

A

Subject: RE: Thought for the day - March 3, 2001
From: wdyat12
Date: 03 Mar 01 - 01:25 AM

Kat,

A fine tribute to Art.

wdyat12

Subject: RE: Thought for the day - March 3, 2001
From: katlaughing
Date: 03 Mar 01 - 03:19 PM

Thanks, fellahs!

Subject: RE: Thought for the day - March 3, 2001
From: wysiwyg
Date: 03 Mar 01 - 03:53 PM

It has been said that "good" art portrays the human struggle against human flaws with accuracy and skill, while "great" art portrays the triumph of humankind so thoroughly and so skillfully that one does not see the flaws.

Our Art goes it one better, doing both of these to the nth degree while also being, just, Art.

~S~

Subject: RE: Thought for the day - March 3, 2001
From: Art Thieme
Date: 06 Mar 01 - 03:15 PM

GEEEEZ, You folks. Embarrassing. 'Tis appreciated even if not deserved. But I like what Piccasso said about art. It's a lie that maybe helps you see some of the truth.

Art

Subject: RE: Thought for the day - March 3, 2001
From: katlaughing
Date: 06 Mar 01 - 03:46 PM

Well, keep lying to us, then, Art, 'cause it looks like the Truth to me!**BG**

Subject: RE: Thought for the day - March 3, 2001
From: Allan C.
Date: 06 Mar 01 - 04:10 PM

One of the best days I have ever had was the day I met Art in person. We sat in his living room while he, without realizing that there was anything special about doing so, shared some priceless glimpses into the early careers of some of the best known folk artists. A set of shelves near where we sat was absolutely packed with a carefully labeled collection of cassette tapes of both Art's past performances as well as many performances of others, many of whose names we have all come to know.

But the best part of the visit was when Art played and sang a couple of songs on the banjo and on his famous extra-stringed guitar. There are few people who can tell a story in both words and song with such facility. What a treat! What an artist!

What a privilege!