
Looking at the two paintings yesterday, I was drawn to Arabian Village showing the solitary figure on a roadway. Much like the Aqueduct it has a haunting feeling for me -- a glimpse at a undiscovered world. In The Aqueduct the woman is looking out into a vast open area. I see the figure in Arabian Village looking past me into the same vast openness. Algeria was where William Sartain had gone in November 1874 with his friend Charles Pearce who frequently wintered there. Wanting to be prepared for his Oriental experience, Sartain began studying Arabic on the boat from Marseilles. Once in Algiers he used those language skills to explore the Arab quarter leaving his room in a house near the Kasbah almost daily. In a letter, he wrote:
“I walked over the Arab quarter the other night, winding about all the intricate streets without fear. The effects are wonderfully fine, much more so than by daylight. Some of the cafes that appear by daylight mere black holes now appear long vaulted room with most mysterious effects in all the little angles and corners ... Part of these rainy days, I spend on my grammar ... I have had finally a genuine Arab pose all day for me, & pose very well too. He is going to bring another one whom he says is very good. So I feel after all that I am not going to be confined to interiors & street scenes only ... I bought myself a pair of Arab trousers. Also a woman’s gold thread scarf. ... I am going to get a cap. Some worn out jacket and vest, a belt -- also the toga -- burnous it is called. That will make a complete outfit ... There is one little word pronounced ph’ta which is the worst feature of the place. It means winter and also (the same word) rain. For ten days we've scarcely seen the sun and the sun is the life of everything here. My compagnon [Charles Pearce] was in despair out at Mustapha .. So he has come into town & is my neighbor -- using my success by employing the models I have found.”

Sartain reluctantly left Algiers when his friends Pearce and Demirgian booked passage back to Paris. Even though he was no longer in the exotic land he had grown to love, he had his memories and sketches. He was able to use those to paint canvases later in Paris and New York. Today we have paintings such as The Aqueduct, Arabian Village and Algerian Cafe to travel back in time and experience a few of those exotic moments.
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Talking about Sartain's paintings, Bill commented that he really liked the Arabian Village. We can feel the bright sun that Sartain wrote was so essential to experience Algiers. Our eyes wandered up the roadway past the hut and man resting and then back across the buildings of the village. The yellows and browns are warming our chilled Portland bones as we wait for today's sun and the promise of warmer weather tomorrow.
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