{"id":11956,"date":"2025-04-10T10:03:02","date_gmt":"2025-04-10T14:03:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/?p=11956"},"modified":"2025-04-10T10:03:02","modified_gmt":"2025-04-10T14:03:02","slug":"the-name-game","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/the-name-game\/","title":{"rendered":"The Name Game"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">An unsung step in the making of every work of art is the choosing of a title. I have a friend who often decides what she&#8217;ll call a piece long before the work is complete, but I believe she is the exception. For me &#8212; and I gather a lot of people &#8212; titling is a frustrating end-of-work challenge. I think a title ought to be more than a mere afterthought once a piece is finished. Beyond just a label, it can also be a bridge &#8211; another opportunity to connect with a viewer.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">When I photograph works in an exhibit, I almost always follow each shot with a picture of its descriptive label. Aside from wanting to be reminded of the materials and techniques, I&#8217;m interested in what else the artist may want to convey to me through the name they chose.<\/p>\n<p>Among the many approaches are:<\/p>\n<p><em>Purely descriptive<\/em><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_11957\" style=\"width: 560px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-11957\" class=\"wp-image-11957\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/GreenHouse.jpg?resize=550%2C484&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Jay Stern\" width=\"550\" height=\"484\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/GreenHouse.jpg?resize=1024%2C901&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/GreenHouse.jpg?resize=300%2C264&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/GreenHouse.jpg?resize=768%2C676&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/GreenHouse.jpg?resize=624%2C549&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/GreenHouse.jpg?w=1200&amp;ssl=1 1200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-11957\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>Green House and Table<\/strong>, Jay Stern, 2023, Oil on canvas<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em>Atmospheric<\/em><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_11958\" style=\"width: 560px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-11958\" class=\"wp-image-11958\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MorningSunshine.jpg?resize=550%2C408&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Pissarro\" width=\"550\" height=\"408\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MorningSunshine.jpg?resize=1024%2C760&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MorningSunshine.jpg?resize=300%2C223&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MorningSunshine.jpg?resize=768%2C570&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MorningSunshine.jpg?resize=624%2C463&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MorningSunshine.jpg?w=1200&amp;ssl=1 1200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-11958\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>Avenue de l&#8217;Op\u00e9ra: Morning Sunshine<\/strong>, Camille Pissaro, 1898, Oil on Canvas<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em>An identifier of place<\/em><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_11959\" style=\"width: 560px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-11959\" class=\"wp-image-11959\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MeetingStreet.jpg?resize=550%2C436&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Ivan Summers\" width=\"550\" height=\"436\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MeetingStreet.jpg?resize=1024%2C812&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MeetingStreet.jpg?resize=300%2C238&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MeetingStreet.jpg?resize=768%2C609&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MeetingStreet.jpg?resize=624%2C495&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/MeetingStreet.jpg?w=1200&amp;ssl=1 1200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-11959\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>Meeting Street<\/strong>, Ivan Summers, ca.1925, Oil on canvas<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em>Or person<\/em><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_11960\" style=\"width: 478px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-11960\" class=\"wp-image-11960\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/FortuneTeller.jpg?resize=468%2C550&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Mary Hoover Aiken\" width=\"468\" height=\"550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/FortuneTeller.jpg?resize=870%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 870w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/FortuneTeller.jpg?resize=255%2C300&amp;ssl=1 255w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/FortuneTeller.jpg?resize=768%2C904&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/FortuneTeller.jpg?resize=624%2C734&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/FortuneTeller.jpg?w=1020&amp;ssl=1 1020w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 468px) 100vw, 468px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-11960\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>Caf\u00e9 Fortune Teller<\/strong>, Mary Hoover Aiken, 1933, Oil on canvas<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em>A Marker of Time<\/em><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_11961\" style=\"width: 405px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-11961\" class=\"wp-image-11961\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/LastSickness.jpg?resize=395%2C550&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Alice Neel\" width=\"395\" height=\"550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/LastSickness.jpg?resize=735%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 735w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/LastSickness.jpg?resize=215%2C300&amp;ssl=1 215w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/LastSickness.jpg?resize=768%2C1070&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/LastSickness.jpg?resize=624%2C870&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/LastSickness.jpg?w=861&amp;ssl=1 861w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 395px) 100vw, 395px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-11961\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>Last Sickness,<\/strong> Alice Neil, 1953, Oil on canvas<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em>Or a literary reference<\/em><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_11962\" style=\"width: 422px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-11962\" class=\"wp-image-11962\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Diana.jpg?resize=412%2C550&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Marguerite Zorach\" width=\"412\" height=\"550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Diana.jpg?resize=766%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 766w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Diana.jpg?resize=225%2C300&amp;ssl=1 225w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Diana.jpg?resize=768%2C1026&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Diana.jpg?resize=624%2C834&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Diana.jpg?w=898&amp;ssl=1 898w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 412px) 100vw, 412px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-11962\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>Diana of the Sea<\/strong>, Marguerite Thompson Zurich, 1940, Oil on canvas<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em>And some are completely enigmatic<\/em><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_11963\" style=\"width: 560px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-11963\" class=\"wp-image-11963\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Bride.jpg?resize=550%2C355&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Marcel Duchamp\" width=\"550\" height=\"355\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Bride.jpg?resize=1024%2C661&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Bride.jpg?resize=300%2C194&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Bride.jpg?resize=768%2C496&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Bride.jpg?resize=624%2C403&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Bride.jpg?w=1200&amp;ssl=1 1200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-11963\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>The Bride Stripped Bare by her Bachelors, Even (The Large Glass),<\/strong> Marcel Duchamp, 1915-23, Oil paint, varnish, lead foil, lead wire, dust, two glass panels. \u00a0 Curiosity got the better of me. For a better understanding behind Duchamp&#8217;s title, <a href=\"https:\/\/smarthistory.org\/duchamp-largeglass\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">read this article.<\/a><\/p><\/div>\n<p>And then there is the total (IMHO) cop-out: \u00a0&#8220;Untitled&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I bounce around in my approach, but often go the esoteric route.<br \/>\nWhile I don&#8217;t believe that a title creates a &#8220;make or break&#8221; situation, or that a sense of connection necessarily hinges on a title, I do think it adds another layer of depth to a work &#8212; another chance to create a sense of understanding.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_11967\" style=\"width: 423px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-11967\" class=\"wp-image-11967\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Secrets.jpg?resize=413%2C550&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Secrets She Keeps\" width=\"413\" height=\"550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Secrets.jpg?resize=768%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Secrets.jpg?resize=225%2C300&amp;ssl=1 225w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Secrets.jpg?resize=624%2C832&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/Secrets.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 413px) 100vw, 413px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-11967\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>The Secrets She Keeps, <\/strong>after Hans Memling \u00a92020 Elizabeth Fram, Stitched-resist dye and embroidery on silk, 24&#8243; x 18&#8243; \u00a0This piece, which I&#8217;m happy to say has found a new home, is of Barbara van Vlaendenbergh. She was the wife of Willem Moreel, a prominent and wealthy landowner in 15th century Bruges. While there is plenty of information to be found about him, sadly all I could find about her was that she had given birth to 18 children. <a href=\"https:\/\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/whats-your-story-morning-glory\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">I felt compelled to give credence to the depth of her story<\/a>\u00a0 which remains untold in history. My title was a nod to that omission: imagine the wisdom she would have been able to relate, if only she could!<\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">But I admit, it&#8217;s something of a game. I look at my titles as an opportunity to encode the work with a reference that, while often not immediately obvious, has the potential to reward anyone who takes the time to pay attention.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #008080;\">\u2737<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">If you&#8217;re in the central Vermont area, treat yourself to the three exhibits currently on view at <a href=\"https:\/\/www.burlingtoncityarts.org\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Burlington City Arts<\/a>: Bunny Harvey: World Within Worlds, St\u00e9phanie Morissette: Speculative Future and Susan Smirka: in the Lorraine B. Good room.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>An unsung step in the making of every work of art is the choosing of a title. I have a friend who often decides what she&#8217;ll call a piece long before the work is complete, but I believe she is the exception. 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