Update: My team lost. Badly. I, of course, was not there to see it, and that was for the better once I had been removed from the grounds. I think their dastardly conspiracy to deny our players much needed support from cheering teammates by means of the no denim rule worked for them. If we ever face that team in a playoff again, and it happens to be scheduled for our home courts, I think we just may have to have a no diamond policy.
As far as whether or not I have courage and can take a stand (see Michael’s comment), I’ll bet the manager of North Ranch Country Club would vouch for me on that. There are certainly instances when hell hath no fury like Lisa scorned. However, when I say I am through with snobbery, I mean that for unsuspecting, well intending, enthusiastic people who proselytize about all styles of painting, I need to be less opinionated lest I should burst a bubble or an artery. Their likes and dislikes should be respected. As a teacher of painting, I am often in a position where my opinion on some other painter is requested. This is when my narrow-mindedness (art snobbery) comes out. People who are less accomplished painters than myself tend to respect my opinion, and this is where, perhaps it is unfair of me to taint their view of what is good or bad. Why maim their ability to see beauty in crap? Oops.
I once read that the five things that the general public MOST want to see in their paintings is: the color blue, people having fun, wild animals, water, and Bill stealing the neighbors flowers — okay, I can’t think of the last one. Anyway, I think that is not only well and good, but that I should make more of an attempt to see the beauty in those things myself and paint them. Step aside Thomas Kincaide. Here I come.
I’m sorry, that was snotty. I’m trying. It’ll take a while.
I think you were right that you were purposely not informed about the “no-denim” rule in order that your team would not have much support there.
Writing, Painting, Music, and Wine
I think I can identify with your problem vis a vis your students Lisa. For a time, in the UK, I was invited to give “one-off” lectures on the Music Industry at the local senior school. Inevitably, I would get asked who I’d worked with, and I would cite names of legends such as Four Tops, Percy Sledge, etc, plus the cream of the60’s and 70’s bands. They would stare back at me blankly, unaware of these people. Then (I knew what was coming) I would also rewel off the litany of modern day acts whom I look upon with disdain, that I have worked with, Steps, S Club 7, Atomic Kitten, and they would whoop and shout “wow! thats SO impressive!” I would smile weakly and take my leave. Oh the folly of youth.
By the way, as a fully paid up rocker, I support your right to wear denim at all times.
Well I remember a time when ladies of any age never wore pants. They wore skirts or dresses did not matter if the temperature was minus 3.
Maybe you should dress like a proper young lady, Lisa.
Then they would admit you to these places. But, go ahead keep your pants on, your husband can still take you bowling,
Thank you all for your support in this difficult time of no denim martial law. I will say, that I can actually understand if they want to create such a rule for their members to abide by. You either join a club knowing their rules or not. Simple. But when it comes to an occasion when visitors come in, who do not know their rules, there should be acceptions. I like your idea Madame Monet (are you THE Madame Monet) that they should have extra clothing for us to conceal our offensive clothing with. Seems so silly but would have been a solution.
BTW, kevmoore, if you are from that far back, did you ever meet Jimmy Hall of Wet Willie? Good friend of mine from Nashville.
Heck Lisa, I don’t understand your making Kincade your bête noir. Let him be. He certainly enjoys what he does and his customers also sincerely enjoy his paintings. HE’s not the one to throw stones at. Attack the art establishment, attack the collectors and the snobs who buy crap and call it art. Attack the critics who write nonsense. I’m not sure if you ought to attack most painters, even the wild ones. Most of them are trying to please the crowd or their friends or themselves—and I don’t mean only to sell. Go on doing what you like to do and do it as well as you can. There is nothing else. If an artist can’t make a living doing classical painting, he ought to look for other work (to make his living). Painting will then have to be a sideline with him. The world is what it is. Don’t expect a Renaissance from our modern culture. A snob? Be a snob.
BTW—sorry about the giggle on your BARE with us. I hope you’re not vindictive: there must be a dozen of those slips in my posts and now, since my house is all full of windows, I’m a little scared because I threw that stone. Be a sweet girl.
Heck 100swallows, Kincade is my HERO. Anyone who can make that many people happy with sappy paintings complete with bible verses on them, and make a killing doing it, is alright in my book. Make no mistake.
You bring up a good point. What drives the art world? The snobs with money who pay huge money for few pieces, or the masses who pay less money for quantity?
Regarding your giggle, it took me awhile to get it. At first I thought you had lost your mind. Is it spelled ‘bear’?
I think I need to make it clear that Ive only worked with 60s and 70s bands since the 80s…..does that help? Never met Jimmy Hall btw.
You’re no fun.
BTW 100swallows, why is it that we cannot click on your name or vivitar, and link to your site? No fair. I owe you a hard time.
I once knew a Danish cook called Karsten….his nickname was Jimmy, does that count? :-)
I don’t know why my vivitar (is that what they call it now–I thought it was aviator) doesn’t work. Your blogroll listing of me is OK. It’s nice to know you can’t reach me yet, Lisa–it gives me time to board up all my windows.
AVATAR — AVATAR!!!
Aviator-priceless! I’ve just remembered Lisa, I worked with Chubby Checker once….does that make me 100 years old? :-(
Vivitar? Jesus, Lisa, you are embarrassing me. Jimmy Hall? Ya, that’s a big rocker name, I can’t believe Kevin hasn’t heard of him. Nearly world famous isn’t he.
Chubby Checker – didn’t he do the twist? That was a suck dance.