art on a purse

 as of October 2016: 

My L'Art Brut on a purse!

I am selling it for $70 (originally a Nine West), which cost me more than $70 from Houston's Galleria! Shipment costs borne by buyer. It's a piece of artwork so whoever buys will have to handle the purse with gentility for special occasions only! It's one of a kind, since I only made one! Charitable viewers are free to bid...higher, since the proceeds are for my charity (announced later). (It's OK if you don't bid, just feel free to hit "Like" in any event!)

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Star Spangled Banner -- TV high school reunion Houston TX fall 2022

After the former British Empire crowned their present King, a 65-year-old Vietnamese refugee evacuated by the U.S. in April 1975 sings the Star Spangled Banner for her fellow Vietnamese American compatriots! 

 

What do Renee Fleming and I have in common?   Perhaps our pointed chin...

and now, The Star Spangled Banner, at age...65!  

DIGITAL PHOTOGRAPHY: flowers and memory of my mother, in the beauty of my own space (i.e. my house)

 Digital technology has done wonder for all forms of art. Here is my snapping of my flowers sitting on my piano on my Ipad.  This was done in 2012, OMG, 10 years ago...10 years of inactivity during which I had accomplished nothing except for spare writing on...FB, which is actually not the right channel for writing or creativity at all. Just sharing with old acquaintances and strangers from...nowhere land.  

In the background were my paintings and the window curtain treatment was also my own making. This was the time when my mother was still alive, reasonably in good health, and I was taking time planning my life in Houston with her.  Gone was the chance.  This was the biggest heartbreak of my life: the loss of the chance to tell my mother truly in action and words in forms that she could acknowledge and enjoy:  how much I love her!

LESSON LEARNED: WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEONE, LOVE HIM/HER NOW!  

THE LOVE BETWEEN PARENTS AND CHILDREN ARE THE BIGGEST LOVE OF ALL.  (HOWEVER, THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO "DIVORCE' THEIR OWN PARENTS OR CHILDREN! EVIL LIES EVERYWHERE IN THIS WORLD!) 

My house is getting old and crowded after the deaths of my parents (when I had to incorporate all of their things I must keep into my own small house).  

digital photography: binh hoa tuoi o nha NN dat tren dan piano, dang sau la nhung buc tranh N ve~ treo tren tuong va window treatment do chinh N design. UND c2012.

portrait -- digitally changed

 

PRIEST AND THE TOLLING BELL

 

December 2016

REPOST...PLUS my Vietnamese poetry inspired by a picture shared from Trung Pham's page:

Hình ảnh ông cha đứng bên cạnh chuông giáo đường trong trời tuyết:

Chuông thánh thót hay tiếng lòng ảo não

Trời hoang vu và tuyết phủ dương trần

Áo chùng mặ̣c, dâng mảnh hồn cho đạ̣o

Thượng đế nhìn xa xót cuộc trầm luân

Người im lặng cúi đầu thôi vọng động

Gò đôi vai và chuông phủ trùng khơi

Tiếng chuông ngân thay tiếng hát cho đời

Cao cung nhé, hẹn nhau về vĩnh cửu

"Tolling bell, or my heartbeat?

Immense sky above, and white snow below

The cloak and collar, my soul to the Divine

Almighty God, your mercy on us..."

...So he stands with his head lowered to a calming heart

His shoulders bear down...this soaring sound to part

to replace a hymn, and set free,

forever...the promise of eternity...

DNN Nov 2016

collection of black-and-white portraits of Vietnamese persons -- anh den trang cua Phu Nu Viet Nam qua nhieu the he

 https://www.facebook.com/groups/VietDiasporaHumanity/permalink/364332344811425/

Giao Su Nguyen Thi Tu Nguyen, than mau cua LS Duong Nhu Nguyen

Luat Su Duong Nhu Nguyen

Dien Vien Do Thi Hai Yen

Nghe si Anh Tuyet 

Hoa Si Le Thi Luu

Ca Si Khanh Ly 

my beloved parents

Bây giờ là muà xuân nhưng tôi sẽ nói chuyện muà thu...

RỪNG PHONG THU ĐÃ NHUỐM MÀU QUAN SAN...

Nguyễn Du


Ừ THU THÌ CŨNG VÀNG THU XỨ NGƯỜI...

Thơ ai vậy?   ai trả lời đúng tôi xin gửi tặng cuốn tiểu thuyết..

Tra lai anh yeu, new lyrics to Pham Duy's music

memory -- my mother

Purple tulips for my mother's 84th birthday, while she was bedridden (these pictures were taken at her home -- my mother lived in her own home until her death in December 2018):

ONLY ONE PEACH TREE BLOSSOMS THIS YEAR SPRING 2019

IN MEMORY OF MY MOTHER AND MY VIETNAMESE CHILDHOOD: TRUOC THEM NAM MOI 2019: để tưởng nhớ tuổi thơ ở TRUNG VIỆT

MY MOTHER, A 24-YEAR-OLD TEACHER IN FAIFO, VIETNAM, PROUDLY PRESENTING ME, HER FIRST BORN CHILD. SHE NAMED ME "MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE" (nhu-nguyen):

She took me to the Buddhist Temple and taught me the following song:

"Một hôm, một hôm mồng một đến chuà
cùng me đi lễ Phật, dâng vài hoa sen...
ĐẾN CHUÀ, ĐẾN CHUÀ DÂNG CÀ hồn em
lên trên, trên đức Phật..."

Đó là một bài hát cuả tuổi thơ ở̉ Huế, mẹ tôi dạy tôi hát, những ngày ngây thơ trứng nước:

And then, America: I was in Vietnamese traditional royal costume to celebrate the New Year, without her: 

Và tôi ở Mỹ:  mặc lại trang phục cổ truyền cuả Thành Nội Huế để cung chúc tân xuân:

 
My array of the Lunar New Year's artworks, which she never got to see: 

 

Michael Angelo's Pieta versus Mozart's Don Giovanni

If Michael Angelo's PIETA is the painting of spirituality and the holiness of a mother's love for her son, then the pix of the late opera-great Dmitrii Hvorostovsky as Don Giovanni is the capture of realism about the plight of humans: Don Juan en route to hell!

Michael Angelo's talent is at its best.

The stage artistry of Dmitrii to bring to life the beauty of Mozart is also at its best!

In Pieta, human artistry is the PERFECT portrayal of PERFECTION, when the narrow passage has opened for humans' heavenly upward nobility, toward the light (or what a Buddhist, in a different epistemology, will name as "enlightenment" or the state of Nirvana). For, what can be more perfect than humans' ennobled yearning for an unbeatable, undying belief in goodness, and what can be more perfect than mother-child selfless love, and selfless sacrifice of the self for the good of others?

On the other hand, in Dimitrii's Don Giovanni, artistry is the PERFECT portrayal of human IMPERFECTION, when the narrow passage has been closed, leaving the doomed human in the darkness called Hell...For, what can be more hellish than a man's realization that he is paying in eternity for the cost of his self-indulgence: the suffering of another human being should NEVER be the source of pleasure for another human being! Again, a Buddhist may call this common-sense principle the wheel of Karma, or the mathematics of cause-effect equalization.

And, perhaps, just perhaps, the whole system of social justice in this life should then be the equalization between the two, on a well-administered scale: the suffering of one human being, on one end, weighted against, on the other end, the benefit enjoyed by another human being who has occasioned such suffering, without remorse!

In a society where technology rules, the only difference between humans and animals or machinery lies in the human ability to make moral decisions and to exercise moral judgement, as Confucius, the teacher of the East, has stated in NINE WORDS: Ky so bat duc vat thi u nhan!

In the portrayal of such anguished struggle lies the beauty of art.

DNN C Nov 27 2017

the grandiose stage: the late Dmitrii HVorostovsky as Mozart's Don Giovanni