three women in hats, an art, and a poem on hats

Cambodian girls with hats
foot masseurs in Cambodia

Someone sent me pictures taken in a rural seaside town in Cambodia. What interest me are the variety of hats the women wear. They wear modern western hats instead of the conical shaped hat they normally use to shield them from the sun and rain. The hats in the pictures add character while being functional as in the case of the fruit-vendor.

http://By Henri Matisse – http://www.sfmoma.org/explore/collection/artwork/213, PD-US, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?curid=14899126

I decide to include The Woman with a Hat (1905) above as a treat. Can you accept the splashing of paints on the hat? I still cannot figure out the stuff in her hat which seems heavily loaded for her head.

Analysis quoted : “Matisse attacked conventional portraiture with this image of his wife. Amelie’s pose and dress are typical for the day, but Matisse roughly applied brilliant color across her face, hat, dress, and even the background. This shocked his contemporaries when he sent the picture to the 1905 Salon d’Automne. Leo Stein called it, “the nastiest smear of paint I had ever seen,” yet he and Gertrude bought it for the importance they knew it would have to modern painting. “(https://www.theartstory.org/artist-matisse-henri-artworks.htm)

Henri Émile Benoît Matisse (31 December 1869 – 3 November 1954) was a French artist, known for both his use of colour and his fluid and original draughtsmanship. His mastery of the expressive language of colour and drawing, displayed in a body of work spanning over a half-century, won him recognition as a leading figure in modern art. (Wikipedia)

Well, what do you think of Matisse’s hat? I like the variety of shades in blue and green though.

Here is a sentimental old poet about his old hat, the last stanza from My Hat! – Poem by William Henry Ogilvie (21 August 1869 – 30 January 1963 / Kelso, Scotland)  (https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-hat/)

Though it wasn’t a hat you would bolt with

Or be anxious to borrow or hire,

It was useful to blindfold a colt with

Or handle a bit of barbed wire.

Though the world may have thought it improper

To wear such old rubbish as that,*

I’d have scorned the best London-made topper

In exchange for my old battered hat. 

*I won’t wear that rubbish on my head. LOL. (This blogger’s remark)

RDP Saturday: THREE

travel jewels: living things

If flowers could talk and tell me their stories

https://pwahpraise.wordpress.com/2018/03/08/if-flowers-could-talk-and-tell-me-their-stories/
https://pwahpraise.wordpress.com/2018/02/15/a-sweet-life/
https://pwahpraise.wordpress.com/2018/04/05/a-universal-language-smile/
https://pwahpraise.wordpress.com/2018/05/26/lets-twist-again-like-we-did-last-summer/
https://pwahpraise.wordpress.com/2018/04/20/natures-prolific-musical-attempt/
https://pwahpraise.wordpress.com/2018/04/28/portrait-of-a-fish-do-you-know-me/
https://pwahpraise.wordpress.com/2018/04/13/a-cool-model-of-unruffled-awakening/
https://pwahpraise.wordpress.com/2018/06/02/favorite-colors-trees-autumn-sky/
https://pwahpraise.wordpress.com/2018/05/13/a-place-i-may-decide-to-call-home/
https://pwahpraise.wordpress.com/2018/02/24/he-made-a-difference

a place I may decide to call home

A Place in the World
2018-05-13 airport After sending-off a friend, I waited at a fast food place at the entrance to the airport. When daybreak came I walked to my car and saw this picture from a distance. As I drive into the increasing light of the day, I think about how difficult it has been for the people in this land to change the system of half a century old. I have been told that this is the first time they manage to change against all odds, like peeling off the decayed leaking wine skin and replacing it with a new one, so that they can pour strong new wine into it. I have grown to like this place and have decided to stay a while longer.

unlikely charity, yet she smiles

Unlikely charity encountering reality.

I have not seen such irony before. This poor woman in the outback of a third world developing country in her late twenties who was given unwanted teddy bears in lieu of food continues to maintain her smile and gratitude. She seems to have cognitive challenges and has not gone to school. She lives alone in an old run-down house inherited from her parents who have passed away.

How did the teddies get there? We asked. A volunteer teacher who could communicate with her explained that some charity bodies came to the village and donated used toys among other stuff. That was how the left-behind teddy bears found their way into her home.

unlikely foodDuring our visit she just had her dinner, plain boiled rice with a small bowl of salt water. She proudly showed us the remaining half of the rice and something on the rice. She said it was half of a fish which she had saved for her next day’s meal. She happily declared that the fish was a gift from a kind neighbor.

Her smile remained bright and sunny as she waved goodbye.

Is this not an unlikely positive sunny story?