Richard Bledsoe “I Woke Up to a Song Called the Tiger Cat Blues” acrylic on canvas 12″ x 16″
Article-DELTA DAWN: How Sears, Roebuck & Co. Midwifed the Birth of the Blues
I love blues music, especially the early acoustic recordings, with their air of mystery and eeriness. Despite the drawbacks of the crude audio technology from the beginning of the twentieth century, the archetypal power of the performers, their soulful and impassioned delivery, reaches across time to speak on the human condition in a universal way.
Such is nature of all great art. The significance of the individual experience of the vast cosmos during a specific time, in a specific place, is given a specific form. The artist’s work creates a world, and seeing their world informs us about our own existence. That person’s particular story becomes the story of us all. Art is a vital reminder of the fellowship of life.
The heyday of the blues was long ago, despite the mighty influence it continues to exert on our music and culture today. Part of the fun of appreciating this type of entertainment is identifying and following the ongoing traces of blues which still surface in contemporary creative efforts.
But once upon a time, the blues wasn’t just a obscure hobby for culture junkies-it was party music for hard working people, being played live in juke joints and house parties. The article linked above gives a different perspective from the usual undiscovered-genius-of-the-Delta, romanticized vision of these musical innovators.
Blues musicians were entrepreneurs-they used their talents to improve their situations, despite the harsh conditions and limited opportunities they faced.
Now we have resources undreamed of by earlier generations. Our technology has brought us incredible communications and education. Such amazing potentials exist! This is what gives me such hope and excitement about the future of the arts. Starting almost 100 years ago, a small group of rural folk changed the course of culture with nothing but cheap mail order instruments and their own determination. How much more is possible to us now?
Richard Bledsoe “Pokeweed Foster” acrylic on canvas 16″ x 20″