Friday, February 26, 2021

Sincere sculpture

I finally finished reading Benvenuto Cellini's autobiography - what a story, what a life, and what an abrupt ending - he heads off for Pisa and that's that. He lived for eight years after that but didn't write down any more adventures or stories about what was going on. So it goes. He wrote extensively about casting his Perseus sculpture, and that is one I am familiar with as it stands in the plaza in Florence. However, he also wrote about all the coins and medals he created the dies for, and I have never seen any of those in person.

While cleaning my house, however, I found two more books about Cellini - one about how to cast metal, and the other was an extensive catalog of his life's work. It is full of pictures of all of his sculptures and many of his coins. Very nice work indeed. Not saying he was an Augustus Saint-Gaudens, but Ben did okay for an Italian, just sayin'.

Back in the 1990s I made a lot of sculpture out of clay which I then fired in a kiln. I then took them home and set them on my mantle. Then I got cats and they proceeded to knock my sculptures onto the floor, where they broke. The sculptures, not the cats. In fact, one cat is still here from those days. 

I would then pick up the pieces and glue the sculptures back together. When I moved ten years ago I just put the sculptures in the attic as this house has no place to display them. The other day I dragged one down and took a look at it - it cracked me up. It is close to two feet tall and if I may circle back to one of my cats, the sculpture is in the shape of a hand making a shadow puppet.


Anyway, while reading about and working on sculpture I ran across the source of the word "sincere" - apparently, according to several sources, it means "without wax" and refers to finished works which are free of imperfections, imperfections which in some cases would be filled with wax to hide the defects. So, that sculpture is indeed sincere, and all the cracks, holes, and repairs are right there for all to see. How about that, eh?

I built a base to support the sculpture now it will take a much larger cat to knock it down. I am not going to allow a much larger cat into my house voluntarily. 

I got a lot of work done yesterday, but today is mainly a rainy day, so I have been watching movies. I watched "Bubba Ho-Tep" again, based on a story written by Joe R. Lansdale, an author whose works I like. I see that his "Hap and Leonard" series has been cancelled, which may explain why I haven't seen a new season of that lately. Come to think of it, where the hell are the latest seasons of shows like "Bosch"? Will they ever return?

I then watched "The Odd Couple" movie, it starts out weak, gets better, hits, at least for me, a high point at "Whatever happens to me will be on your head Oscar!" "On my head, what is that, the curse of the Cat People?" I guess given the theme of this post that struck me as funny. But then the writing goes downhill and the ending is weak - it's almost as if he was leaving the story open ended so that it could become a tv series. But maybe that's just a cynical view of Neil Simon's writing.

30 comments:

chickelit said...

Madame Tussaud's museum was very insincere. And not because she waxed nostalgic.

The Greeks had their own cognate to the Latin: κηρός. That gave us a bunch of medical terms as well as kerosene.

Sixty Grit said...

John "Ketchup Boy" Kerry can't hold a candle to that! And he probably thinks that's none of our κερί μελίσσας.

That reminds me - somewhere around here I have a picture taken at our 6th grade field trip to the wax museum in DC. I wonder whatever happened to that place.

Dad Bones said...

I'm unfamiliar with Cellini and I've listened to a little Wes Montgomery. Where I really connect on this post is Bubba Ho-Tep which I've seen twice and am waiting for the right time to watch it again. The whole premise of it is ridiculous but man it sure was funny.

Sixty Grit said...

It is an excellent movie. There should have been a sequel, but you know, Hollywood.

Also, it is set in East Texas, a place I really want to visit. Nacogdoches here I come!

chickelit said...

Dad Bones said...I'm unfamiliar with Cellini and I've listened to a little Wes Montgomery.

The Cellini statue to which Sixty refers stands in the Piazza dei Signori. I spent some time there as a youth drinking wine. The statute even appeared in "A Room With View" wherein Helen Bonzo Carter fainted after witnessing a stabbing.

Sixty Grit said...

Makin' me laugh - Helen Bonzo indeed!

KCFleming said...

Seems like all of Neil Simon’s plays were jokes placed in short skits strung together without any real story.
Half of them appeared to be written mainly to give his wife some work.

KCFleming said...

Seems like all of Neil Simon’s plays were jokes placed in short skits strung together without any real story.
Half of them appeared to be written mainly to give his wife some work.

Some Seppo said...

Most of the movies adapted from Neil Simon's plays are good.

Speaking of cats, we brought our 14-year old bobtail with us on our RV adventure because he needs daily meds. My wife observed that he wasn't drinking and peeing enough on Wednesday, which is not a surprise considering he's used to his water bowl not bouncing and swaying at 63 MPH.

We got the name of a Boca Raton Veterinarian from my Boca sis-in-law's cat owning friend and made an appointment for fluids on Friday morning. For the non-pet owners, Vets don't allow owners into their buildings due to Covid. Call them from the parking lot and they come out and get your animal. That works fine if the Vet knows you and your pet, not so well when you have to introduce your pet's conditions to the Vet.

My wife had asked our veterinarian for the cat's Med Records prior to traveling, received a sheaf of papers which we submitted with the cat, only to get a call from the Boca Vet's office manager that we had submitted his billing records. At least you could see we had paid for his shots and that they were up to date.

No records were forthcoming from Nashville to Boca after the office manager was given the Nashville phone number. Then the Vet Tech called about it, and my wife finally talked to our Nashville Vet Tech. Still no records were faxed after 20 minutes or so. By then we had been waiting outside for over an hour. Finally the Vet called and interviewed my wife about the cat's medical condition and why exactly we were requesting a bag of fluids. He was good with what was described to him and 20 minutes later we were on our way back to the sis-in-law's to hook up the almost brand new travel trailer and head for the Space Coast.

We have friends in Cocoa, FL we had dinner with last night after setting up camp at an RV park near them. A different sis-in-law is coming to visit us from Sarasota and we'll do lunch at the RV Park. For the foodies, we're serving home made crock pot chili con carne (made two weeks ago) out of the RV freezer and salad for lunch.

I was planning to leave for south Georgia first thing Sunday morning, but on Thursday I serendipitously checked the Cape Canaveral Launch Schedule and a Falcon 9 loaded with more Starlinks is launching at 8:37 Sunday night. I extended my RV Park stay one night and hope to achieve a bucket list item of seeing a launch in person. Remember, we left three days late due to Nashville being iced in and I had forgotten to check the launch schedule coinciding with our new itinerary.

Our friends who live in Cocoa showed us exactly where to go to view the launch last night after dinner so we're good. I just need to research some tips on how to photograph night launches using my Canon.

chickelit said...

κερί μελίσσας

I had to google tranny that one. It stung. I should have recognized it.

Out now before the the sun is up to catch some moon rays. I'm hoping to catch some reflected rays facing one direction and then turn about for a sunrise.

ndspinelli said...

Some, Travelling like you are is what I would love to do. But, it's my bride's worst nightmare. I would love to travel Alaska via camper.

Some Seppo said...

Alaska is in our plans. Denver is next up this summer and Yellowstone the following summer then we hit the Al-Can highway.

Sixty Grit said...

I like those plans. I was fortunate enough to drive across the country many times, from sea to shining sea, from Maine to Key West, from San Diego to British Columbia, and many places in between. From friends of mine from the old days, drove the Al-Can highway - he knew that he needed a stone guard on his windshield but didn't install one. Yep, the rocks thrown up by other vehicles smashed his windshield. In retrospect I think that Big Windshield must pay to keep the road from getting paved. Well, that and the permafrost.

But now I stay home. My dog and cats and I like it that way.

Sixty Grit said...

^some^, not from.

Some Seppo said...

I grew up in East Tennessee in the Secret City but was born in upstate New York. Nearly everyone I knew's parents were from out of state, including my own. Dad grew up in South Bend and Mom in Albuquerque.

We (family of six, Mom being the only female) traveled far just to see relatives, unlike most Americans, and we camped along the way. First in a popup tent trailer and later in a truck camper. We attended the 1965 World's Fair in New York from a campground base on Long Island.

I haven't seen all 57 States, but the few that remain are extreme northern and northeastern. Plus most southern of the 57.

My understanding is that the AlCan is much improved. When my parents tackled it in the late 1990's or early 2000's I made sure my Dad could pull the lug nuts off his tow vehicle's wheels because aside from windshields tires were the biggest casualty along that highway. They had no problems with either and Mom reported decent roads the entire route. A dead car battery was their only vehicle problem.

Dad was at some remote (aren't they all?) lake camping area in Alaska chatting up a guy pulling out his fishing gear. The guy turned out to be my Mom's former boss. I won't send that Disney song earworm into your brain by mentioning the cliche.



ndspinelli said...

Some, Love hearing about your life. We went to the NY World's Fair as well. Been to every state but the 50th.

Sixty Grit said...

Our high school band took a road trip to the world's fair in '64. We performed our numbers on the Guy Lombardo and his Royal Canadians bandstand. Yeah, we owned that stage that day!

chickelit said...

Michael Haz blogged about his motorcycle ride through Alaska all the way to the North Slope. I think that's all disappeared now.

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chickelit said...

The closest I ever got to the '64 World's Fair was "It's A Small Word" at Disneyland.

Sixty Grit said...

Here are the states I have not been to - Alaska, North Dakota, South Dakota, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Iowa, Arkansas and Oklahoma. Odd, eh?

chickelit said...

Well my GGGrandfather fought under Grant at the siege of Vicksburg, so I'm not surprised to hear you've avoided America's Diaryland.

Sixty Grit said...

Yeah, and my great-grandfather fought him back. We have not forgotten.

But one time a flight I was on landed in Detroit so I have been to Michigan. Otherwise I would have missed all of those far up north states.

The Arkansas Oklahoma thing is because I either took I-70 or I-10 across the country - never 20, 30, 40, or any of those. And I only drove on I-80 and 90 way out west, so there you have it.

I did have a trip planned to visit Mt. Rushmore, as I am a big fan of big sculpture, but life intervened and I was unable to take that trip. I would have added at least three or four more states to my life list had I made that drive.

Some Seppo said...

I have been through the West Entrance to Yellowstone NP, which is barely in Montana, so I've been there as well as Minneapolis. So really thinking about it, I haven't set foot in The Dakotas, Iowa, Maine, Vermont, New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, and the Hula Hoop State.

Sixty Grit said...

You can do a short loop in New England and hit all of those states, unless you blink, in which case you might miss Rhode Island. My ex-in-laws retired to Narraganset so I used to visit them every so often. It's a nice place, especially if you like to fish.

chickelit said...

I'm surprised you missed Arkansas, Sixty. It's just across the River from Clarksdale.

OTOH, I've never been to New Orleans. One day, imma gonna ketch me a steamer down to there from here.

chickelit said...

I did have a trip planned to visit Mt. Rushmore, as I am a big fan of big sculpture, but life intervened and I was unable to take that trip

I've been Rushmore a couple few times. Now there's also Crazy Horse nearby. But I've never been to Stone Mountain and I'm surprised there aren't calls to dynamite it.

Some Seppo said...

Sixty, we are planning to leaf peep tour at some point soon. BC, before Covid, we were planning to fly to upstate NY, rent a car, and drive around the NE tier and also to cross the border and tour Quebec City.

We may go to Glacier NP when we go to Yellowstone. I also have Big Bend, TX, and the North Rim of GCNP along with Zion and other SW Utah places to visit.

Sixty Grit said...

There are calls to destroy Stone Mountain. I took my children there. Made them pay attention.

The problem with blowing it up is that it is huge, the carving covers over an acre and a half. But give them time, it will be blowed up eventually.

I remember reading about Korczak Ziolkowski and his Crazy Horse monument back when I was a youngster. And, of course, there is much controversy surrounding it. Let the Ziolkowskis dynamite whatever they want and get over yourselves - don't be crazy like a horse.

Dad Bones said...

While stationed in South Dakota in the Air Force I would sometimes drive to a ranch outside of Rockerville where I could pay to ride one of their horses. The friendly and good looking woman in charge of the horse rides would ride along with me. She told me that we were on the back side of Rushmore which could be true, not that I could tell sitting on a horse. For a 20 yr old kid going riding with that 40 yr old gal was the best thing going for me then.

I've seen Rushmore from the front and the Crazy Horse monument, too, but I'd trade them both for one more Black Hills ride with that cowboy woman.