<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:38:34.464-05:00</updated><category term='sky'/><category term='clouds'/><category term='David Bowie'/><category term='1976'/><category term='fields'/><category term='1978'/><category term='Elvis Costello'/><category term='Boz Scaggs'/><category term='The Band'/><category term='1979'/><category term='1985'/><category term='dusk'/><category term='R.E.M.'/><category term='1984'/><category term='treeline'/><category term='rain'/><category term='marsh'/><category term='Neil Young'/><category term='spring'/><category term='storm'/><category term='Let&apos;s Active'/><category term='Warren Zevon'/><category term='1969'/><category term='Simon and Garfunkle'/><category term='1970'/><category term='Talking Heads'/><category term='1980'/><category term='1973'/><title type='text'>painting at 33 and 1/3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-872485386601523738</id><published>2009-05-17T15:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:41:56.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1969'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clouds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storm'/><title type='text'>The Band, side two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ShB2NpZTpEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U1GgK-ycEws/s1600-h/band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ShB2NpZTpEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U1GgK-ycEws/s400/band.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336895535256413250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a long day at the &lt;a href="http://www.menokin.org"&gt;Menokin&lt;/a&gt; Music Festival (and after one rain shower ended the festival and a second kept us cool as we cleaned up) this sky appeared and made me forget how wet my socks were. I love the mix of the violet sky with the glowing oranges and pinks reflecting the setting sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to the second side of the Band's second album. I think I bought this record at a used record store in Chapel Hill. While &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big Pink&lt;/span&gt; is considered by many to be a classic, I like this one just as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-872485386601523738?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/872485386601523738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=872485386601523738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/872485386601523738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/872485386601523738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2009/05/band-side-two.html' title='The Band, side two'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ShB2NpZTpEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U1GgK-ycEws/s72-c/band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-1325369513498580065</id><published>2009-05-17T15:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:37:19.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dusk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fields'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clouds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storm'/><title type='text'>Time Fades Away, side two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ShBwVihQwvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/hBAtLKpsdW4/s1600-h/time_fades_away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ShBwVihQwvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/hBAtLKpsdW4/s400/time_fades_away.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336889073779917554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the music festival at &lt;a href="http://www.menokin.org"&gt;Menokin&lt;/a&gt; wound down, a couple of storms passed through. It was an inconvenience at first, but, after the rain stopped, I was glad to have a sky worth painting. This is a view from the visitor center looking toward the ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to the second side of Neil Young's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time Fades Away&lt;/span&gt;, a raunchy, live recording. Side two is only about 18 minutes long, so this study was quick and turned out a bit raunchy too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-1325369513498580065?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/1325369513498580065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=1325369513498580065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/1325369513498580065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/1325369513498580065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-fades-away-side-two.html' title='Time Fades Away, side two'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ShBwVihQwvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/hBAtLKpsdW4/s72-c/time_fades_away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-4424792194537205244</id><published>2009-05-06T18:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:36:02.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marsh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1970'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simon and Garfunkle'/><title type='text'>Bridge Over Troubled Water, side two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SgIlLw3BOKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MLyNMewcc_s/s1600-h/bridge_over_troubled_water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SgIlLw3BOKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MLyNMewcc_s/s400/bridge_over_troubled_water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332865792784545954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've incorporated all my favorite elements: water, shoreline, marsh, cedars, farmland, treeline, and a muted, gray sky.&lt;/p&gt;This painting was accompanied by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bridge Over Troubled Water&lt;/span&gt;, side two. I used to listen to my father's cassette of Simon and Garfunkle's Greatest Hits when I drove around in his Chevrolet Impala in high school, but I never heard "The Only Living Boy in New York" until about a year ago when I started listening to this album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-4424792194537205244?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/4424792194537205244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=4424792194537205244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/4424792194537205244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/4424792194537205244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-incorporated-all-my-favorite.html' title='Bridge Over Troubled Water, side two'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SgIlLw3BOKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MLyNMewcc_s/s72-c/bridge_over_troubled_water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-6375966863076151931</id><published>2009-04-28T16:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:43:57.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dusk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marsh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1976'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boz Scaggs'/><title type='text'>Silk Degrees, side two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sfd3HGhetiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/kbhp5OOzodY/s1600-h/silk_degrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sfd3HGhetiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/kbhp5OOzodY/s400/silk_degrees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329859647910098466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marsh at dusk. Am I repeating myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boz Scaggs was very popular for a couple of years when I was a kid. I bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silk Degrees&lt;/span&gt; at a used record store on King Street in Alexandria, Va. I was pleased to hear my son singing along to "Lido Shuffle" while I worked on this piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-6375966863076151931?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/6375966863076151931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=6375966863076151931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/6375966863076151931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/6375966863076151931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2009/04/marsh-at-dusk.html' title='Silk Degrees, side two'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sfd3HGhetiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/kbhp5OOzodY/s72-c/silk_degrees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-5944795339060563824</id><published>2009-04-28T16:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:43:03.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warren Zevon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1978'/><title type='text'>Exciteable Boy, side one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sfd2PyY0Q2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/sXqEyd3-tI8/s1600-h/excitable_boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sfd2PyY0Q2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/sXqEyd3-tI8/s400/excitable_boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329858697612247906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Another treeline at the edge of a field. The glow behind the clouds is the important thing here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excitable Boy&lt;/span&gt;, from Warren Zevon. "Werewolves of London," "Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner," "Excitable Boy"—all songs to lift the spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-5944795339060563824?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/5944795339060563824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=5944795339060563824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/5944795339060563824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/5944795339060563824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-treeline-at-edge-of-field.html' title='Exciteable Boy, side one'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sfd2PyY0Q2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/sXqEyd3-tI8/s72-c/excitable_boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-8647223553249604101</id><published>2009-04-28T16:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:31:30.151-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dusk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marsh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bowie'/><title type='text'>Aladdin Sane, side one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sfd045pnCcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9z2vBEJYOw8/s1600-h/bowie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sfd045pnCcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9z2vBEJYOw8/s400/bowie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329857204913113538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glimpse of water winding through a green marsh under a late-day pink sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to David Bowie at the height of his glam rock period, so I applied the pastel like makeup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-8647223553249604101?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/8647223553249604101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=8647223553249604101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/8647223553249604101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/8647223553249604101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2009/04/aladdin-sane-side-one.html' title='Aladdin Sane, side one'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sfd045pnCcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9z2vBEJYOw8/s72-c/bowie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-4027565529872742788</id><published>2009-04-27T16:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:26:51.574-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s Active'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1984'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marsh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>Cypress, side one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SfYiFwYQ6AI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VwZwNJKGYMw/s1600-h/cypress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SfYiFwYQ6AI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VwZwNJKGYMw/s400/cypress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329484691320924162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marsh under clouds. I like the subtle shifts in the gray sky of a slow, steady, rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cypress&lt;/span&gt; by Let's Active. One of the many important musical contributions from North Carolina. I listened to the other side after I finished the painting and remembered I like it better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-4027565529872742788?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/4027565529872742788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=4027565529872742788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/4027565529872742788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/4027565529872742788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2009/04/cypress-side-one.html' title='Cypress, side one'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SfYiFwYQ6AI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VwZwNJKGYMw/s72-c/cypress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-6201734028744928813</id><published>2009-04-27T16:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:19:50.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dusk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1985'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fields'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='R.E.M.'/><title type='text'>Fables of the Reconstruction, side two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SfYexfP2uzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iLsvOfiFxKM/s1600-h/fables.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SfYexfP2uzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iLsvOfiFxKM/s400/fables.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481044589984562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A field, early spring. Something ready to happen. The air is warm and hazy enough to reflect the sun as it descends.&lt;/p&gt;While not necessarily my favorite R.E.M. album, I've always had a fondness for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fables of the Reconstruction&lt;/span&gt;. Its pastoral, longing tones are a fine accompaniment to my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-6201734028744928813?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/6201734028744928813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=6201734028744928813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/6201734028744928813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/6201734028744928813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2009/04/fables-of-reconstruction-side-two.html' title='Fables of the Reconstruction, side two'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SfYexfP2uzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iLsvOfiFxKM/s72-c/fables.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-3261677004168438550</id><published>2009-04-06T16:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:03:06.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1979'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking Heads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treeline'/><title type='text'>Fear of Music, side one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sdpx6sxv3FI/AAAAAAAAAEg/et69cUO5CDo/s1600-h/fearofmusic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sdpx6sxv3FI/AAAAAAAAAEg/et69cUO5CDo/s320/fearofmusic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321691162957831250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I see treelines out here and am attracted to the way they can divide the landscape and/or connect its parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Talking Heads record came used from my brother, probably when he was moving someplace or otherwise downsizing his collection. It's a long-time favorite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-3261677004168438550?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/3261677004168438550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=3261677004168438550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/3261677004168438550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/3261677004168438550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2009/04/fear-of-music-side-one.html' title='Fear of Music, side one'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Sdpx6sxv3FI/AAAAAAAAAEg/et69cUO5CDo/s72-c/fearofmusic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-2045981758151165166</id><published>2009-04-03T09:59:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:36:08.807-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elvis Costello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fields'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980'/><title type='text'>Get Happy, side one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SdYqwk3n5XI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I6CottEIPUk/s1600-h/gethappy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SdYqwk3n5XI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I6CottEIPUk/s320/gethappy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320487023803884914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My wife recently rolled her eyes at some music I was listening to and said, "I liked depressing music when I was in my twenties. Now I just want something happy." So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Get Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - Elvis Costello. On my copy, the side one listed on the back cover is listed as side two on the record itself. (Is it like that on yours too?) I listened to the side with "5ive Gears in Reverse," "Motel Matches," and "Riot Act."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the day I saw two adjacent fields with two variations of green. In this study, I concentrated on the relationship of those fields and their vibrance under a rainy sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-2045981758151165166?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/2045981758151165166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=2045981758151165166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/2045981758151165166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/2045981758151165166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-happy-side-1.html' title='Get Happy, side one'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/SdYqwk3n5XI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I6CottEIPUk/s72-c/gethappy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-6989557727840364875</id><published>2007-04-09T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T17:43:05.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slanted and Enchanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Rhq-f3pE3vI/AAAAAAAAACo/0VmqTcPr_ks/s1600-h/spring_morn_med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Rhq-f3pE3vI/AAAAAAAAACo/0VmqTcPr_ks/s320/spring_morn_med.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051559386770890482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our dog roamed free until a couple of weeks ago when he was caught harassing a neighbor's chickens; now he must be escorted whenever he goes out. Here is a scene we've witnessed many mornings recently. The about-to-rise sun lights the sky, and the few trees across the field whose leaves have opened reflect that light. This year I've gained a greater appreciation of spring's color - those close harmonies seen in the countless variations on green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slanted and Enchanted&lt;/span&gt; by Pavement.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big Pavement fan, but I wouldn't push this album on anyone. Get to know their music through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain&lt;/span&gt; and - just to be sure - a couple of others before listening to this, their first LP. You'll better appreciate the amateur sound and its humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase this painting, see my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-6989557727840364875?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/6989557727840364875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=6989557727840364875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/6989557727840364875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/6989557727840364875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/04/slanted-and-enchanted.html' title='Slanted and Enchanted'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/Rhq-f3pE3vI/AAAAAAAAACo/0VmqTcPr_ks/s72-c/spring_morn_med.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-2331400309231150365</id><published>2007-04-05T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T11:45:15.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Begonias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RhUkmXpE3tI/AAAAAAAAACY/Qn6aKpS8PU0/s1600-h/frog_party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RhUkmXpE3tI/AAAAAAAAACY/Qn6aKpS8PU0/s320/frog_party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049982798765809362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind our house there used to be a mill pond. The dam burst a couple of years ago, so now there is a creek along with several small streams and pools. The dog and I wandered around yesterday looking for subjects, and we found this. It looks like a magnificent place to be if you were a frog - or, perhaps, a snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Begonias&lt;/span&gt; by Caitlin Cary and Thad Cockrell.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new here, just duets in the old style of country music, with beautiful harmonies and clever lyrics. "Two Different Things," "Please Break My Heart," and "Party Time" are standouts, but the whole thing is terrific and well worth the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase this painting, visit my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-2331400309231150365?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/2331400309231150365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=2331400309231150365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/2331400309231150365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/2331400309231150365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/04/begonias.html' title='Begonias'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RhUkmXpE3tI/AAAAAAAAACY/Qn6aKpS8PU0/s72-c/frog_party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-4532106122725860680</id><published>2007-03-28T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T12:02:14.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Transmissions from the Satellite Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RgqdjiqHvzI/AAAAAAAAACM/rYTs8YVbC4c/s1600-h/river_pines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RgqdjiqHvzI/AAAAAAAAACM/rYTs8YVbC4c/s320/river_pines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047019566346518322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is an example of why an artist shouldn't commit to the painting-a-day craze. Like reality TV, this project can backfire when the artist feels obligated to show his warts: this painting stinks! But I figured I'd post it, because I may complete a larger work based on this study - plus, nobody reads this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up to the studio this morning with nothing in mind, so I picked a photo off the floor and started to paint. Maybe a second go will produce better results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BLAME IT ON THE MUSIC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Transmissions from the Satellite Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; by the Flaming Lips.&lt;br /&gt;This is the record that produced their only hit (so far): "She Don't Use Jelly." The liner notes recommend that the listener "...play all tracks at maximum volume," so that's how I listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase this painting (should you ignore my review) see my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-4532106122725860680?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/4532106122725860680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=4532106122725860680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/4532106122725860680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/4532106122725860680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/03/transmissions-from-satellite-heart.html' title='Transmissions from the Satellite Heart'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RgqdjiqHvzI/AAAAAAAAACM/rYTs8YVbC4c/s72-c/river_pines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-3488140420175704166</id><published>2007-03-27T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T08:46:53.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfer Rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RglZok7xZCI/AAAAAAAAACE/OeHNmlV6SZI/s1600-h/upper_fields.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RglZok7xZCI/AAAAAAAAACE/OeHNmlV6SZI/s320/upper_fields.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046663411089368098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Back again, after another week.] I was driving through the kuntry this morning and was taken by the vibrant greens of the fields where wheat is planted. Clover at the edges provide the perfect accent to the green fields out here. This is another painting done from memory - just wanted to get that "impression" across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Surfer Rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; by the Pixies.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, to be back in college (without having to go to class). I first heard the Pixies when their album &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Doolittle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; came out, and it thrilled me to learn that good music was still being made. (Prior to that, the only music I listened to, aside from R.E.M., could be found on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freedom Rock&lt;/span&gt;.) In the Pixies songs I found allusions to alot of stuff I was studying in my classes, so I figured, why go to school? Just stay in the apartment and listen to records, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-3488140420175704166?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/3488140420175704166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=3488140420175704166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/3488140420175704166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/3488140420175704166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/03/surfer-rosa.html' title='Surfer Rosa'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RglZok7xZCI/AAAAAAAAACE/OeHNmlV6SZI/s72-c/upper_fields.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-517013833741556205</id><published>2007-03-21T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T17:07:30.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yours, Mine &amp; Ours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RgGm207xZBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/J61kkMYKU-s/s1600-h/bellevue_ck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RgGm207xZBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/J61kkMYKU-s/s320/bellevue_ck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044496518484157458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another marsh scene, painted from a photo I took around Thanksgiving. This is Bellevue Creek, near Ware's Wharf - a subject I turn to again and again. I've exagerrated the reds a bit here, perhaps too much; but every time you look at the marsh, particularly in autumn, you see a different color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yours, Mine &amp;amp; Ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; by Pernice Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;This is another great album of songs about lost love, broken hearts, etc., by this not-so-well-known band. Joe Pernice was in a great band with a great name - the Scud Mountain Boys - before starting this. The songs, though depressing lyrically, are beautifully arranged and performed. Perfect little pop songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To purchase the painting, go to my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-517013833741556205?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/517013833741556205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=517013833741556205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/517013833741556205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/517013833741556205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/03/yours-mine-ours.html' title='Yours, Mine &amp; Ours'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RgGm207xZBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/J61kkMYKU-s/s72-c/bellevue_ck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-7260680332690763690</id><published>2007-03-12T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T17:10:36.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryter Layter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RfWdWgFgAKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/efVM7Ce1N4g/s1600-h/farnham_creek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RfWdWgFgAKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/efVM7Ce1N4g/s320/farnham_creek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041108367806824610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps this will turn out to be a painting a week or so blog. Gimme a break--I been workin on some bigger things. Today back to the studies. This one is from a photo I took late last summer on Farnham Creek, off the Rappahannock in the Northern Neck. Very hazy morning, deer flies and mosquitoes buzzing around. I like trying to recreate that thick, steamy air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bryter Layter&lt;/span&gt; by Nick Drake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-7260680332690763690?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/7260680332690763690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=7260680332690763690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/7260680332690763690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/7260680332690763690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/03/bryter-layter.html' title='Bryter Layter'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RfWdWgFgAKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/efVM7Ce1N4g/s72-c/farnham_creek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-1792937703159347998</id><published>2007-03-05T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T14:10:25.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exile on Main St.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RexnjTHQcwI/AAAAAAAAABs/eH9HdA8il-Q/s1600-h/cedars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RexnjTHQcwI/AAAAAAAAABs/eH9HdA8il-Q/s320/cedars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038515939244536578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A couple of cedar trees in a field not far from home. I love the shapes of cedars, but even more, I love the depth of color. The older trees have this orange that shows through the green. It is difficult to define just where that orange is - on the tips of the needles? or does it glow from within the branches? Regardless, cedars are a subject I turn to again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Exile on Main St.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sides 3 and 4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by the Rolling Stones.&lt;br /&gt;To me, there is no better recording than this, my choice for the one record to have on a desert island. The Stones at their peak, recorded at Keith Richards' home in France, while they were doing things they shouldn't have been doing. Alas, it was all downhill after this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase this painting, visit my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-1792937703159347998?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/1792937703159347998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=1792937703159347998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/1792937703159347998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/1792937703159347998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/03/exile-on-main-st.html' title='Exile on Main St.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RexnjTHQcwI/AAAAAAAAABs/eH9HdA8il-Q/s72-c/cedars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-5085396062244406715</id><published>2007-03-02T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T12:33:57.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Violin Concerto in D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RehcpTHQcvI/AAAAAAAAABg/bbFCjFKP9Lk/s1600-h/millpond2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RehcpTHQcvI/AAAAAAAAABg/bbFCjFKP9Lk/s320/millpond2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037378047789003506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did this from my studio window. What once was a millpond behind our house is now a creek surrounded by grass and sand. The pond would make it more fun from a recreational point of view, but the creek and grasses are more interesting to an artist's eye. This morning as the rain moved on and the sky began to clear, the light was pretty dramatic. Don't know whether I've done it justice here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;Beethoven's Concerto for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Violin and Orchestra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in D; Itzhak Perlman, Carlo Maria Giulini, Philharmonia Orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;"Well la-di-da, aren't you sophisticated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase the painting, go to my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-5085396062244406715?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/5085396062244406715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=5085396062244406715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/5085396062244406715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/5085396062244406715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/03/violin-concerto-in-d.html' title='Violin Concerto in D'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/RehcpTHQcvI/AAAAAAAAABg/bbFCjFKP9Lk/s72-c/millpond2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-8410205277351007499</id><published>2007-02-28T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:05:22.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ELECTR-O-PURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReXWAELKArI/AAAAAAAAABU/uOCAHIOXCPQ/s1600-h/plowed_field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReXWAELKArI/AAAAAAAAABU/uOCAHIOXCPQ/s320/plowed_field.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036667054892647090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OK, by the time I get to the third study of the day, I'm ready for something a little different. Don't call it abstract, because I'm too feeble-minded. We went for a drive in the kuntry (King William County) Saturday. Came back with no photos nor sketches but visions in my head. [What is this, the Night before Christmas?] I often like to work from memory. Just have some colors and shapes in my head that I'd like to put on paper. This is one of those - inspired by fields along the Pamunkey River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ELECTR-O-PURA&lt;/i&gt; by Yo La Tengo.&lt;br /&gt;This is a tough listen. I guess &lt;i&gt;I Can Hear the Heart Beating as One&lt;/i&gt; is a good place to start with this band - and that's the first Yo La Tengo record I heard. But once you get the hang of it, &lt;i&gt;ELECTR-O-PURA&lt;/i&gt; is a great album. The sounds they produce as a trio - well, with some overdubbing, or course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase the painting, go to my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/studies/studies.html" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-8410205277351007499?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/8410205277351007499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=8410205277351007499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/8410205277351007499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/8410205277351007499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/02/electr-o-pura.html' title='ELECTR-O-PURA'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReXWAELKArI/AAAAAAAAABU/uOCAHIOXCPQ/s72-c/plowed_field.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-1299178011768564399</id><published>2007-02-28T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:06:04.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amnesiac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReXTRkLKAqI/AAAAAAAAABI/sb-i1mHzLLA/s1600-h/bean_field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReXTRkLKAqI/AAAAAAAAABI/sb-i1mHzLLA/s320/bean_field.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036664057005474466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a ripoff of a painting I did a couple of months ago (my apologies to the one who purchased that piece). Sometimes when I'm not too sure about myself, I do a small piece similar to something I've done before - to get back into that comfort zone. Unfortunately, it usually comes out wrong and reinforces the self-doubt. But this time it turned out nicely, particularly the sky. The subject is a soybean field up the road, but it sorta looks like Africa, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amnesiac&lt;/i&gt; by Radiohead.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like some Radiohead to reinforce one's paranoia and sense of alienation - I mean, if one is inclined toward such conditions. This is a fine album and probably too much overlooked. Wet your feet with "I Might Be Wrong," then move on to "Knives Out" and "Life in a Glasshouse." If you can stomach those, you just might like the whole thing. [Note to Coldplay fans: Listen to &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; band to hear the real thing.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase the painting, go to my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/studies/studies.html" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-1299178011768564399?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/1299178011768564399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=1299178011768564399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/1299178011768564399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/1299178011768564399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/02/amnesiac.html' title='Amnesiac'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReXTRkLKAqI/AAAAAAAAABI/sb-i1mHzLLA/s72-c/bean_field.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-4251418245603669151</id><published>2007-02-28T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:06:28.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Behind Me Satan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReXRh0LKApI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8i7rcyVA_Y8/s1600-h/broaddus_field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReXRh0LKApI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8i7rcyVA_Y8/s320/broaddus_field.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036662137155093138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here we're looking across a harvested field toward pasture up on a hill. I was down in Broaddus Flats in eastern Hanover County. I'm most interested in the clouds in this one. Sometimes in the morning as the fog burns off, the clouds look rusty. Perhaps it is a reflection of the dirt on the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get Behind Me Satan&lt;/i&gt; by The White Stripes.&lt;br /&gt;I was late getting on this bandwagon - this is the only work by them I own. It's a pretty good record, and I respect Jack White's guitar playing, but I'm not so sure that they're "all that." And I guess they are no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase the painting, go to my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/studies/studies.html" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-4251418245603669151?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/4251418245603669151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=4251418245603669151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/4251418245603669151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/4251418245603669151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/02/get-behind-me-satan.html' title='Get Behind Me Satan'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReXRh0LKApI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8i7rcyVA_Y8/s72-c/broaddus_field.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-6878866725243391870</id><published>2007-02-26T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:06:54.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things Must Pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReMZ6kLKAoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/KpqNcOrC-JQ/s1600-h/rich_co_marsh3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReMZ6kLKAoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/KpqNcOrC-JQ/s320/rich_co_marsh3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035897302263923330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did this one from a photo I took in the fall of the marsh you drive through on U.S. 360, passing from Tappahannock into Richmond County. We all know that autumn is the most colorful season, but check out the marsh grass next October. Some is still green, and some is turning to to brown, and most is somewhere in between. This was in the morning, on my return from dropping my daughter off at "Sugar and Spice" daycare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All Things Must Pass&lt;/i&gt; (sides 1 and 2, approximately) by George Harrison.&lt;br /&gt;Decided I needed to hear something uplifting, and this is a great album for that. Then again, one of my favorites is "Beware of Darkness." Is there a trend developing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase the painting, go to my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/studies/studies.html" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-6878866725243391870?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/6878866725243391870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=6878866725243391870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/6878866725243391870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/6878866725243391870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/02/all-things-must-pass.html' title='All Things Must Pass'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReMZ6kLKAoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/KpqNcOrC-JQ/s72-c/rich_co_marsh3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-7052004599612883597</id><published>2007-02-26T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:07:17.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Leaves Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReMWiELKAmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/eNg13HNBbg8/s1600-h/toward_tylers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReMWiELKAmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/eNg13HNBbg8/s320/toward_tylers3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035893582822244962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's another of the Rappahannock at Ware's Wharf. I was standing at the public boat landing looking back up the river. I like the color of the beach - it's not that pearly-white, sun-washed sand you get in the Travel section. Plus the shadows appealed to me. This study is one of two I did this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Five Leaves Left&lt;/i&gt; by Nick Drake.&lt;br /&gt;Such a sad, sad album, but I sense a little hope in there somewhere - then again, if you know about Nick's end.... This is a great Monday morning record, and I like the whole thing: it's his best, to my thinking, but he didn't give us too many to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase the painting, go to my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/studies/studies.html" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-7052004599612883597?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/7052004599612883597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=7052004599612883597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/7052004599612883597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/7052004599612883597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/02/five-leaves-left.html' title='Five Leaves Left'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReMWiELKAmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/eNg13HNBbg8/s72-c/toward_tylers3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534458020296760575.post-7282097975419870298</id><published>2007-02-25T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:07:37.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to See the Bright Lights Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReG3a0LKAlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tWxkVNnpb6c/s1600-h/muddy_river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReG3a0LKAlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tWxkVNnpb6c/s320/muddy_river.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035507529686843986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a study of the Rappahannock River, looking across the marsh near Ware's Wharf. One challenge with water is getting the complexity of colors - the water itself, what's below the surface, and the light reflected on the surface. I was striving for dirty - not muddy, but that water that leaves a little residue on your skin when you get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I WAS LISTENING TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Want to See the Bright Lights Tonight&lt;/i&gt; by Richard and Linda Thompson.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderfully bleak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My favorites include "The Calvary Cross," "Withered and Died," and "Has He Got a Friend for Me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To purchase the painting, go to my &lt;a href="http://www.nkpope.com/studies/studies.html" target="_blank"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="mailto:nathan@nkpope.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4534458020296760575-7282097975419870298?l=nkpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/feeds/7282097975419870298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4534458020296760575&amp;postID=7282097975419870298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/7282097975419870298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4534458020296760575/posts/default/7282097975419870298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nkpope.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-want-to-see-bright-lights-tonight.html' title='I Want to See the Bright Lights Tonight'/><author><name>Nathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_T1P4_84Y5Hc/ReG3a0LKAlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tWxkVNnpb6c/s72-c/muddy_river.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
