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Seeing Art – Princeton University Art Museum

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What kind of museum do you want to go to? What do you want to see?

“Fish” – Zhang Hongtu, 1985, Acrylic on Canvas

For me, as an artist, photographer, writer, I want to see art. I want to see what will make my eyes open wider.

“Moonrise” – George Inness, 1888, Oil on canvas

I want to see what will touch my very being and remind me of who I am. Because in today’s intense, fast-moving world, it can be easy to sometimes forget.

“Moon Beam” – Pat Steir, 2005, Oil on canvas

I want to try and understand another human being who looks at the same thing as me, but sees it in such a vastly different way.

L to R – “Tiger Drinking from A Stream” – Yumashiro Yuhi, October 1761, Ink, color, gold pigment on silk; “Bridge to Heaven 2006.2” – Arnold Chang, 2006, Ink on paper; “An Immortal’s Abode Above the Clouds” – Gong Xian, mid 1680s, ink on silk.

I want to see what someone creates who has a totally different life and totally different experiences than me.

“To Be Sold” – Titus Kaphar, 2018, Oil on canvas with rusted nails. References the sale of 6 enslaved persons belonging to a former president of the university on this site, 1761-1766.

I want to get my heart cracked open a little.

“A.M.X.” – Nancy Grossman, 1969-1970, Wood with nailed and stitched leather.

I want to go home and keep thinking for a while, not just of what I saw, but of what the artist stated their intentions were.

“Naga” – Tuan Andrew Nguyen, 2024, Primarily pounded and polished brass plates made from unexploded bomb metal and artillery shells.

I want to take in these feelings from another’s visions, and I want them to call to me, wash over me, not to drown me, but to pull me … me … to the surface.

“Painting” – Willem De Kooning, 1948, Enamel and oil on canvas.

This museum visit is the first chance I’ve had to get out and see art in a while. I’d forgotten how intense an experience it can be. How wonderful.

“Self-Portrait” – Robert Mapplethorpe, 1972, Photo silkscreen

The art pictured here is all from the recently reopened (10/31/2025) Princeton University Art Museum, located on the Princeton, NJ campus. The construction took three years, and was built on the same site where the previous museum had existed and was then razed.

“Dogariya – The Queen’s Guard, from the series Anima Project” – Marcia Kure, 2022, Kola nut, indigo, and watercolor on board.

The PUAM houses both classical and contemporary art from around the world. Art pictured here is only from two small special exhibits, one on photography and another on Willem de Kooning, and a larger exhibit of pieces recently donated or promised upon the reopening. Some of what I photographed was in the hallways connecting exhibits. One could spend days there. I’ll be going back.

Go find some inspiration. See new stuff. Be happy

Find more at the Princeton University Art Museum.

A Life in Lines

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I recently went to the MVC (Motor Vehicle Commission) to get my REAL ID, and was offered the opportunity to have a new license photo taken. Sure, it’s been a while.

There’s nothing like having your photo taken by some official agency to reveal how we’ve aged, how many more lines we’ve added since our last such photograph. In our mirrors at home, we watch a slow and gradual change, so we can almost delude ourselves into thinking we haven’t really aged. It’s a harmless enough delusion.

Once back home, I decided to take an account of my face in the mirror.

There are definitely some lines. Among them, are many, many laugh lines. I know because when I smile, I see which ones they are. I also have squinting lines on my forehead and between my eyebrows, because I have grey eyes, and lighter eyes are always much more sensitive to sun then darker ones.

Some of the lines are simply natural aging, years of skin no longer capable of being taut as it was when I was younger. Pretty routine. I notice there really aren’t frown lines, or a down turned mouth, nothing angry.

But I also know, hidden in those lines, there are times of pain, anxiety, the stress of overcoming things life brought my way, delicate channels for tears. These lines are, to use the words of a friend, my Badge of Courage.

In the end, whether in a harshly lit photo for a driver’s license, in the soft and generous photo taken by a friend, or a selfie, all these lines are no more, no less, than a life lived.

Snow Days

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When snow hits as hard as it has yesterday and this morning, there’s not much to do but stay inside and hunker down.

It was a good day to make soup, which I did (above), broccoli and potato with Parmesan, something to warm the insides while you wonder if your power will stay on.

But inasmuch as there are concerns about what will happen when the entire Eastern seaboard of the United States has been shut down in a state of emergency, there is still the magic of a major snowfall. There are memories of being a child and waking up to a world covered in snow, getting the news that school has been cancelled, and there being a snow fort to build in the afternoon.

Thankfully, where I live has made it through so far – power is on, and we’re slowly digging out – but other areas have over 2′ feet of snow and another 8 hours to go before it all ends.

A huge shout out of gratitude to the linemen who are up in the wires and telephone poles restoring electricity. In New Jersey alone, there are 1,700 linemen, including assistance from nearby states, plus hundreds of support people helping, as well. Thank you to all the snowplow drivers opening our roads, and emergency workers who are risking their lives in the cold and snow to save lives.

Please be careful out there and stay safe..

Getting By in the Holiday Busy-ness

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How are you getting by? There always seems so much to do and not enough time to do it.

No matter how early you start, or how much you think you have done, it still all starts running together in no time. Have you found the secret to keeping it all together when it seems like it will never get done in time?

Here are two time-tested ways that help me get through – #1 Charlie and #2 Coffee. Yup, my trusty Chemex and organic decaf, BUT … with 20% of some yummy caf.

A cuddle that’s just waiting for me, and a thermos of Joe for the day makes that Christmas to-do list just a little bit more do-able.

How about you?

May I Be Shameless for A Moment?

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As in … may I show you some of my artwork?

I’m always of the mind to bring something of value to those who stop in to my blog. You know, a little something to think about or inspire you or put a smile on your face.

In that vein, how about some art featuring animals, our fellow travelers on this journey?

The holidays are an extremely busy time for anyone who has a business of any type, but especially we small business owners who have a whole lot to get ready for Christmas shoppers. That includes photography, scanning, writing, posting, etc. And … marketing … telling people we exist.

So here I am.

I’ve gone a new route in my Etsy shop. Once devoted to French Bulldog art alone, my shop now offers prints and giclee prints, original art, cards, and, of course, my children’s book signed to the person of your choice. My artwork has been published in magazines for decades – someone should have that original art or print hanging on their wall. Might it be you?

Up top, my new carousel horse card, bringing back the magical memories so many have of riding these stunning horses, and just a couple of the prints currently in store. Much more is available and I’m adding daily. Please come by and take a look.

Shamelessly yours,
Jeanne