A few weeks ago a 22 x 28 print on canvas, of the Oyster Gatherers of Cancale, came in to the Habitat Restore where I volunteer. It was in very bad shape with stains and yellow with cigarette smoke. We could not clean it, so I decided to get it and attempt to do a restoration on it to bring it back to life. I painted over the colors with acrylic paints, trying to keep the feel of the original. This is what I completed today. The original is below.
Smoke stains covered with fresh paint
Life on French seashore
“OYSTER GATHERERS OF CANCALE byJohn Singer Sargent”
“John Singer Sargent (January 12, 1856 – April 14, 1925) was an American expatriate artist, considered the “leading portrait painter of his generation” for his evocations of Edwardian-era luxury. He was born in Florence to American parents, and trained in Paris before moving to London, living most of his life in Europe. He enjoyed international acclaim as a portrait painter.
From the beginning, Sargent’s work is characterized by remarkable technical facility, particularly in his ability to draw with a brush, which in later years inspired admiration as well as criticism for a supposed superficiality.
In later life Sargent expressed ambivalence about the restrictions of formal portrait work, and devoted much of his energy to mural painting and working en plein air. Art historians generally ignored “society” artists such as Sargent until the late 20th century.”
This has been great painting weather. Today I found an old painting I did back in 2013. It was a black swallowtail from my garden on a 4′ x 5′ canvas. I liked the painting but it was too big for anyone to be interested in, so I cut it down to 31″ x 48,” leaving just he butterfly, and used the top half for another painting I did last year. I had the canvas stored rolled up and it had a couple of places that were damaged, so i decided to remount what was left and touch it up. It turned into a greater restoration than I expected, but I like the end results.
58 Thunderbird rusting in the yard
Grass tall around wide white wall wheels
Front dentures missing
Blind in both dark sunken eyes
Skin fading in the scorching sunlight
One time a masterpiece of its creator
Now wasting away neglected and still
Oh the stories it could tell
300 hp 352 cc engine glass-pack mufflers
Four barrel carburetor drinking gas like a fish
Lovers in bucket seats riding into the sunset
Duel exhausts Chrome Grille Duel headlights
Pulling up to the light looking next door
Challenging them with engine roar and squealing tires
Black marks on pavement ten feet long
Leaving challengers in the dust
This phoenix could rise from the rust
A master’s hands could bring it back
But for now it sits alone and neglected
Destiny yet undetermined
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Today is open link night at d’Verse Poets Pub. This old Thunderbird has fascinated me for several years. When I drive by, I see it sitting in its owner’s yard rusting away. Today I stopped and took some photos. I wish someone would take it and restore it to its former glory.
I saw this VW Bug as I was waiting at a red light. Someone had done a beautiful restoration. Took me all the way back to college days. Good memories of a cute little car that did the job for many. Amazing engineering!
While waiting at the red light this evening, I saw this beautiful 59 Dodge pull up beside me. I had to get a photo of this immaculately clean restoration. I have not seen one of these cars in over fifty years. It appeared to be restored to its original detail.
Summer evening drive
1959 Dodge hardtop
iPhone Photo: Dwight L. Roth
One of my blogger friends noted that the car is a 59 model not a 57! I went back and checked and the 59 model had the grills on the fin and the color that matched. The one I saw had cream instead of white on the body.
My faith in God is not something to be proved. Rather it is something to be believed and lived. Faith is a belief about truth, with a little experience that helps reinforce it. I have found faith to be rather elusive at times in my life.
When all is well faith comes easy, but when “life happened”, as it does to all of us, it threw me for a loop! I was spiraling downward fast with no answers in sight. My prayers went unanswered. Things seemed out of control. There was no way I could fix things. The only thing I had left was faith that God was in control, and things would work out for my good. Even then I had my doubts. I was frustrated and angry.
Through it all, I found prayer was what I needed to change me, not others. In time, and with help from some good counselors, life finally got back on track. I learned a lot about myself and about God. It definitely changed my understanding of faith. A lot of what I thought was faith was mostly culture and religion, but my belief in God and his eternal providence and grace is still strong.
Burning through blackness
Spring sun rises // Dark is light
Grace for the graceless
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Brokenness is another way of reinventing ones self. Sometimes when the hard knocks of life shatter our plans for the future destroying our self-image, it helps to realize that this is not the end, but rather the beginning of new and greater things.
Beauty in the Broken
Look for beauty in the broken
For out of the shards of glass
Comes a beautiful mosaic
More spectacular than the original…
A healing of brokenness
Forever cemented together…
The pieces of anticipation
Broken, yet whole once more
Ceramic Mosaic: Lynn Carmichael
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Perspective is everything in life. I have always been one to pick up objects that people put out on the street and take them home to fix. I see treasures where others see junk. Today I finished a project given to me by a friend. This guitar was dropped and broken and about to be thrown in the dumpster when they remembered me. The fixer of broken things. I think of this in relation to life and my relationship with God. I am glad God does not trash us when we are broken. Read the poem to see how it turned out.
What do you see when something is broken
An object to discard
Or an object restored
Half-full or half-empty
Perspective is everything
Affects all of life
We all become broken
At some time in our life
Thinking we are beyond repair
But God sees us otherwise
And restores us with his grace
Are always there
We always have our place
Photos and guitar repairs and painting: Dwight L. Roth
Note: (I published this when I first started my blog last summer. Only a few of my followers got to see it so I am reblogging it again. Hope you like it!)
I love fixing things. Taking things others throw away and restoring them has been a lifelong passion. I got this guitar at the Habitat Restore where I volunteer. It was broken and split all around the top and on the side. It appeared someone slammed it down on the one side. I saved it from the dumpster and took it home to see what I could do with it. Over the past month, I was able to glue, patch, and cement the pieces back together.The little triangle pieces that held the top to the sides kept breaking off and falling out as I worked. I also love to paint, so I painted the design on the front back and sides that you see here. The label said it was a Jose Ramirez made in Madrid in 1937. The guitar might have been worth a few thousand dollars if it had not been broken. I am happy with the way it turned out. It has wooden tuning pegs which tend to slip so keeping it in tune is a little difficult. The tone and resonance is still rich and clear. It will be an art piece for me!
The whole top was loose, cracked, and broken.
With filler, plastic wood, and super glue I put it back together.
I primed and painted the sanded surface with auto paint.
I was surprised to find 1937 on the inside label.
I wanted to find some designs that would reflect the Spanish style.
After painting the design with acrylic paint, I clear coated it with a coating