Some paintings and what RollingStone says.
I was interested to see the comments about whether anyone would take notice of his paintings if he wasn’t so famous. I was listening to a radio programme today about originality and by coincidence the same idea came up. If you have a painting by Anon it might be quite interesting but worth nothing. If you then discover that Anon was no other than say – Leonardo da Vinci – the value of the painting will zoom up by millions of euros. Yet the painting is still the same.
Chances are that Mr. Dylan is like a lot of us and just enjoys getting lost in painting.
Showing posts with label Bob Dylan. Show all posts
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Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Bob Dylan
A couple of years ago a friend lent us No Direction Home so I spent a New Year’s Eve watching it.
I think I must have been just that little bit too young to have appreciated Dylan in my youth though I remember Lay Lady Lay (1969, Iwas 14 years old) and I still go weak at the knees when I hear him sing “Stay with your man for a while”. Since watching the DVD I’ve started to listen and look and learn about him and his songs, making up for lost time. I enjoy a lot of his songs but my favourites are ‘Forever Young’, which is a kind of blessing. ‘Hurricane’, the story of Rubin Carter a boxer, who was wrongly accused of murder (and he was released – eventually) and ‘Sarah’ which makes me feel like crying. I remember spending days on the beach with my children too – where did they go?
I came across a site once where you could leave a message for Bob Dylan. I wonder if he really does read all of the millions of messages that people all over the world send in. I’m still working on how I’m going to say all that I want to say.
I think I must have been just that little bit too young to have appreciated Dylan in my youth though I remember Lay Lady Lay (1969, Iwas 14 years old) and I still go weak at the knees when I hear him sing “Stay with your man for a while”. Since watching the DVD I’ve started to listen and look and learn about him and his songs, making up for lost time. I enjoy a lot of his songs but my favourites are ‘Forever Young’, which is a kind of blessing. ‘Hurricane’, the story of Rubin Carter a boxer, who was wrongly accused of murder (and he was released – eventually) and ‘Sarah’ which makes me feel like crying. I remember spending days on the beach with my children too – where did they go?
I came across a site once where you could leave a message for Bob Dylan. I wonder if he really does read all of the millions of messages that people all over the world send in. I’m still working on how I’m going to say all that I want to say.
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