Sunday, April 14, 2013

Take it to the Max

i-Mac(ed)
Finally, I took the plunge and converted from PC to Mac. (Some of my readers will probably mutter "It's about time!")  People liken the spiritual divide between devotees of the PC and Mac to Protestantism and Catholicism; to me it was more like a spiritual conversion from Christianity to Zen Buddhism. 
What put me over the edge was that the Windows operating system on my laptop, for some inscrutable reason, kept succumbing to the dreadful BLUE SCREEN OF DEATH.  (Count yourself lucky if you've never experienced it.)  I put up with this daily torment, plus many other software nightmares, for as long as I could, since last July, until my Dell laptop finally quit for good.
What kept me from making the switch sooner was concern over the compatibility between the Mac and the various Autodesk programs which I'm wedded to for architectural design.  But given that Autodesk has begun to accommodate Mac users and make some of their programs compatible with the Mac OS, and given the availability now of software such as Parallels Desktop, which allows one to work in Windows programs without having to reboot, we were finally convinced that it would be safe for me to switch.  Kirk made the switch when he moved to IU two and a half years ago and has never looked back.
After having gotten over the initial difficulty of transferring the data from my old hard drive to the new iOS environment and installing various software programs for the Mac, I've begun to get the hang of the different terminology and different ways of navigating.  What I like best about this super machine is that the Mac operating system is integrated with the Mac's own impeccable and seemingly indestructible hardware and all its peripherals, unlike the Windows setup where its operating system lives in hardware made by others and which tends to go out of sync with operating system updates or simply fall apart in a few years' time.
I've yet to find out how Autodesk programs work on the Mac; I hope the transition will be seamless.


Saturday, April 6, 2013

Tronies

There is probably no face more universally recognizable, with the exception perhaps of Mona Lisa's, than that of the "Girl with a Pearl Earring," by Vermeer.  On our recent trip to San Francisco, that anonymous face with the blue and gold turban seemed to peep out at us on every street corner -- one gets a fleeting glimpse of her on passing buses and trolley cars, on banners and posters at every tourist destination. The painting is currently being exhibited at the De Young Museum.  It has drawn an unprecedented number of visitors to the museum and its likeness has been slapped onto every conceivable type of merchandise the marketing department of the museum could think of. 

One of the interesting things we learned at the exhibition is the distinction between tronies and portraits. Tronies, an old Dutch word for "faces", in art world parlance refers to Dutch paintings from the 17th Century, usually in the portrait format of heads or busts, which are studies of facial expressions (character studies) of unidentified sitters -- to use a condensed version of the definition culled from Wikipedia and other sources.
     
What exactly is so fascinating about this painting, or more specifically, about the young woman's face?  Unlike the forward-facing Mona Lisa, with her placid expression and half smile, Vermeer's model seems to be casting a backward glance at us questioningly through the veil of time.  The 1999 novel of the same title and the 2003 film based on it starring Scarlett Johansson seems to me to rob her of the many other possible readings of the face that a viewer can conjure up when standing face to face with it.

But what interests me most about the painting, is not figuring out what the facial expression--her imploring gaze and parted lips, as some might describe them--of the girl is trying to say, but the painter's ability to make palpable the sense of an arrested motion, perhaps of the girl's slow pacing movement being halted by a summons from behind, conveyed by the just-so turn of the shoulder and the tilt of the head.  

At any rate this is a painting which any budding artist would want to copy, even I.  Below is a picture of my girl with a pearl earring in the intermediate stage of its becoming, next to the original.  I chose to show this here because it seems still to possess the potential of becoming a good copy, while my finished product was completely hard and sterile, incapable of producing any mystery or poetry.        


A face that speaks
a thousand words
My attempt at copy