Winslow Homer’s Sharpshooter Homer knew the horror of a war not at all civil that marked the start of modern war unfair. A captain described the job of sharpshooting: “only to watch and kill.” Stationed in tall pines, a sharper’s telescopic sight could kill one mile away. Sometimes a soldier, gathering firewood, abruptly fell dead. “With everything as silent as the grave here would come one of those rifled balls and cut a hole clear through you.” Winslow Homer’s Near Andersonville Homer was among the few who grasped that the Civil War had three sides, that slaves stood at a terrifying brink shirts of grey or blue could not define. This woman at the doorway stands on more than one threshold, and she is thinking, thinking, thinking about her difficult world-- as, in the background, Reb soldiers, their red flag drooping on a windless day, march a long line of Union prisoners towards the hell hole of Andersonville-- a shift in plot that does not, for the prisoners or this worried watcher, bode well. Winslow Homer’s Home, Sweet Home Irony’s at home here. Ever so humble, indeed, are the tiny tents of residence, where a pair of soldiers sadly listen to a regimental band, discernable in the distance, play the most popular of songs. The soldiers’ thoughts wish away the war, as they hear and re-hear the bitter sugar sweet chorus sound and repeat. There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home. Winslow Homer’s Artists Sketching in the White Mountains Landscape artists must be part of what they see. Homer’s wry joke here gives us a line of daubers in the midst of White Mountains-- each nattily dressed but not at all a picturesque, or sublime, intrusion on the scene-- each with easel, palette, and umbrella-- unlovely against a lovely horizon of clouds, mountains, and flowers. The last of these sketchers is Winslow himself with his characteristic hat and mustache and his name signed on the backpack behind him. That this is an occasion for painterly camaraderie as much as artistic productivity is evident on the far left where a bottle of wine nests in a stump cleft, coolly awaiting the sun’s set. Winslow Homer’s Bridle Path, White Mountains Back from Paris, Homer chose a new path. A woman riding high in White Mountains becomes his largest canvas, and a place to pose a newly special friend. He sketched a tourist on the trail. In studio, his model is Helena on a chair. On canvas he lends her a special glow. She is for him the fairest of the fair. She likes Winslow and loves his wit and knows he sets her on this trail to star in a tenderly affectionate drift of thought: a bridal plan, that is, far from what she wants from her master in art. She knows this rocky ride may break his heart. Joseph Stanton Read our interview with Joseph Stanton about his ekphrastic book, Moving Pictures. Joseph Stanton’s poems have appeared previously in The Ekphrastic Review, Ekphrasis, Poetry, New Letters, Harvard Review, Antioch Review, and many other magazines. He has published more than 600 poems in journals and anthologies. His six books of poems are Moving Pictures, Things Seen, Imaginary Museum: Poems on Art, A Field Guide to the Wildlife of Suburban Oahu, Cardinal Points, and What the Kite Thinks: A Linked Poem. His other sorts of books include Looking for Edward Gorey, The Important Books, Stan Musial: A Biography, and A Hawaii Anthology. As an art historian, he has written about Winslow Homer, Edward Hopper, Edward Gorey, Maurice Sendak, and many other American artists. He is a Professor Emeritus of Art History and American Studies at the University of Hawaii at Manoa. Information on his most recent ekphrastic book can be found at: https://www.shantiarts.co/uploads/files/stu/STANTON_MOVING.html
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4/3/2021 11:16:57 am
Written by one who knows ekphrasis inside out. (I have your Imaginary Museum by my side.)
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