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Roger Vincent Jasaitis, fine artist
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I’ve recently updated my web sight RVJart.com with improved graphics, easier navigation and new work! Swing by, check it out and give me some feedback…and thanks!

Perception and Reality

Vermeer, detail

Vermeer, detail

This is not a Vermeer…or is it? I came across this piece of Vermeer farm machinery in a freshly hayed meadow in East Dover, Vermont. This scene tickled my funny bone so I set up my easel immediately and went to work.

In order for me to appreciate this visual pun, I had to be able to hold multiple layers of reality of this at once in my mind. The finding of farm machinery in a…

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The Problem with Simplicity

The Problem with Simplicity

Stone Wall, photo by Roger Vincent Jasaitis, RVjart.com, copyright 2012

The problem we face today needs very little time for its statement. Our lives in a modern city grow too complex and overcrowded. Even the necessary obligations which we feel we must meet grow overnight, like Jack’s beanstalk, and before we know it we are bowed down with burdens, crushed under committees, strained , breathless, and hurried, panting through a never-ending program of appointments.

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Outside of Time

Sweet William and Swallowtail, photo Roger Vincent Jasaitis, RVJart.com

Sweet William and Swallowtail

Speaking with Buddhist friends this week the topic was benefactor moments. An instance that you recall in your life when someone granted you an act of love, kindness or mercy. Although that moment may have occurred years ago , you can still recall the emotion and grace of it. It is, in a sense, outside of time. In the past but present to you in a real sense.

When…

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Self Expression

Nancy & Goldfinch, RVJart.com, Copyright 2014

Our great slogan today is self-expression, and in the right sense of the work it is a genuine aim. But it is useless to talk about self-expression until we have got a self to express and we are all the time confronted by the question, which one of our thousand possible selves shall we express? 

In order to do that…you must discover what you want most. The primary issue after all is how to get…

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Semper Fi

Apple Blossoms in May, photo by Roger Vincent Jasaitis, RVJart.com, Copyright 2014

This Memorial Day I am remembering my Father, Richard Anthony Jasaitis, who recently died.

My Father had a bumper sticker on his car, it read Semper Fi.

Semper Fi is the informal motto of the US Marine Corps. My Father was a Marine during WWII. He served in the south Pacific in the Marine Air Corps. He was very proud of his service to his country.

Semper Fi is short for Semper Fidelis. This is…

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Ode to Childhood

Ode to Childhood

Ode to Childhood

I call this found sculpture Ode to Childhood. To me it represents that part of our lives when we are “provided for” and “decided for” by our parents.

My Father, Richard Anthony Jasaitis, died this week. In his memory I am saluting him in that role as “provider and decider”. The one that bought my first tricycle…

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Consciousness with a Crayon

Consciousness with a Crayon

Downing Street School, PM Kindergarten, May 13, 1964

Downing Street School, PM Kindergarten, May 13, 1964

It was 50 years ago today that this photo was taken. I’m the tall guy in the back row, second from left. It was one day during this class I came to consciousness with a crayon in my hand. The reason that I bring this up is that recently my niece Rachel, for a high school art project, had to interview an artist. The following are the questions…

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Becoming Beauty

"What we do not nourish within ourselves cannot exist in the world around us because we are its microcosm.

Becoming Beauty

"What we do not nourish within ourselves cannot exist in the world around us because we are its microcosm.