Back in my youth, I used to belong to a blues band (several, in fact) We never got very far but I think we were more interested in playing than in climbing the ladder to fame and fortune. I learned a lot about early blues singers and Memphis Minnie was my idol. I wanted to be a Hoodoo Lady and while I never quite achieved that goal, I didn't do too badly. After all, I survived thirty years working for the Evil University Empire and lived to have a second career as an artist and a journalist. Anyway, Anna and I are off to Stanford to view a show on African Water Goddess so it's only logical that I should post something from one of the great Goddesses of the blues.
From my upcoming essay on Paul Klee:
"The beautiful, which is perhaps inseparable from art, is not after all tied to the subject, but to the pictorial representation. In this way and in no other does art overcome the ugly without avoiding it."
Paul Klee, diary entry #733 (December 1905)