Faced with a health crisis, some people go into a funk, grow desperate, whine, obsess, cast blame.
Artist Marley Kaul, 76, of Bemidji, Minn., started writing letters to his unborn granddaughter.
Scribbled on yellow ledger paper, the letters were sparked by the paintings he was working on at the time — small, colorful pictures of familiar things keenly observed and beautifully detailed: cabbage and lilies from his garden, a teapot, fresh pie, a basket of morels, a fox stalking a bunny, a murder of crows, moonlight through the pines.
Rambling and ruminative, the letters are lyrical observations about things new and old, elusive and common, universal and down-home: the skin of a pear, the sound of wind, the beauty of a smile, dreams, death, the importance of dancing when you can. By the time his health problem resolved itself, Kaul was hooked on the letters and just kept writing.
Now, a dozen years later, a selection of the letters and 77 paintings have been published in "Letters to Isabella: Paintings by Marley Kaul." Ten of the pictures will be on view, for one night only, Thursday evening at Open Book in Minneapolis, where Kaul will give a painting demonstration and sign books.
Isabella's review
"I really like it; it's my favorite book," Isabella, 11, said by phone from her home in Seattle. "I really like the pictures a lot because I hadn't seen all of them."
Her grandpa surprised her with the book when she visited Minnesota this past summer. She likes to draw, too, but doesn't do it a lot because "I'm pretty busy with soccer, volleyball, homework. Sometimes I draw if I'm done with everything or on rainy days. I like cartoon characters, and I draw them with pencil and color in with markers."
When she visits, Kaul clears a wall in his studio and pins up paper so she can paint with him every day.