Can’t paint? Get in the kitchen.

I had a scare last week with six retinal tears in one eye that required emergency laser surgery. These occurred after posterior vitreous detachments (PVD’s) in both eyes during the summer and fall. Lucky for me that the Emory Eye Clinic is nearby. By chance (because you’re usually assigned whomever is on duty), I had a great doctor, G. Baker Hubbard III, who whisked me into the operating room that afternoon. He may sound like one of the cast members of Gilligan’s Island, but he’s a veteran retinal specialist with pedigrees from Vanderbilt and Emory.

What causes PVD’s? If you’re young and box or play heavy contact sports, a trauma can precipitate the vitreous fluid detaching and creating floaters or worse, tears of the retina or retinal detachment. If you’re between 40 and 70, they’re apparently a common plight.

After the surgery I was forbidden to read, paint, email or swim for a week. All the things I normally do. What was left, daytime TV? Nah, I took the week to brush up my culinary skills.

Not everyone loves spicy hot chili, curried cauliflower or gingery gingersnaps…but since I was the one commandeering the kitchen, those were my choices. The black bean chili recipe is from Green’s – the restaurant is on San Francisco’s Fort Mason marina overlooking the water. The gingersnaps are from an old Gourmet whose pages are tattered from Christmas baking. And the cauliflower dish is from the 1971 first printing of the New York Times Natural Foods cookbook, by Jean Hewitt. My ex mother-in-law gave me that one and it’s practically falling apart.

Greens was one of my favorite restaurants when I lived in San Francisco. Vegetarian based meals with organic produce from the Green Gulch farm in Marin were simple, incredibly tasty and healthy. Not to mention the great view from the dining-room.

My sister gave me the 1987 cookbook, written by founding chef Deborah Madison and the Tassajara Bread Book’s author Edward Espe Brown. That little 1970 volume is somewhere up in the attic. It inspired an autumn spent in Easton, PA selling loaves of dense, hand milled organic wheat bread on the town square. $3 a loaf in 1970 was thought to be exorbitant, but we had takers! Now of course, that’s at the low end for the price of organic bread.

I substituted pinto beans for 1 c. of the black beans in the chili and got a denser soupy mixture. If you’re using ground chili instead of roasting your own peppers, try 1 Tbs at a time and taste. My 1 Tbs of Dekalb Farmers Market chipotle and 1 Tbs of chili powders is a pretty intense heat.

Serve with cornbread or over brown rice.

BLACK BEAN CHILI

2 cup Black turtle beans
1 Bay leaf
4 tsp Cumin seeds
4 tsp Dried oregano leaves
4 tsp Paprika
1/2 tsp Cayenne pepper
1 Chile negro or ancho chile, (for chili powder)
or 2 TB Chili powder, or more
3 TB Corn or peanut oil
3 med Yellow onions – diced into 1/4-in squares
4 Garlic cloves – coarsely chopped
1/2 tsp Salt
1 1/2 lb Ripe or canned tomatoes -peeled, seeded and chopped- juice reserved
1 TB Rice wine vinegar (or more)
4 TB Cilantro, chopped

GARNISHES
Green chiles: 2 Poblano or Anaheim, – roasted, peeled & diced
or 2 oz Canned green chiles, – rinsed well and diced
1/2 cup Grated Muenster cheese – (or more)
1/2 cup Creme fraiche or sour cream
Cilantro

SORT THROUGH THE BEANS and remove any small stones. Rinse them well, cover them generously with water, and let them soak overnight. Next day, drain the beans, cover them with fresh water by a couple of inches and bring them to a boil with the bay leaf. Lower the heat and let the beans simmer while you prepare the rest of the ingredients. (Or pressure cook as I do).

Heat a small heavy skillet over medium heat. Add the cumin seeds, and when they begin to color, add the oregano leaves, shaking the pan frequently so the herbs don’t scorch. As soon as the fragrance is strong and robust, remove the pan from the heat and add the paprika and the cayenne. Give everything a quick stir; then remove from the pan–the paprika and the cayenne only need a few seconds to toast. Grind in a mortar or a spice mill to make a coarse powder.

Preheat the oven to 375ºF. To make the chili powder, put the dried chile in the oven for 3-to-5 minutes to dry it out. Cool it briefly; then remove the stem, seeds and veins. Tear the pod into small pieces and grind it into a powder in a blender or a spice mill. (Or use powders chile, we have lots available here)

Heat the oil in a large skillet and saute the onions over medium heat until they soften. Add the garlic, salt and the ground herbs and chili powder and cook another 5 minutes. Add the tomatoes and their juice. Simmer everything together for 15 minutes then add this mixture to the beans, and, if necessary, enough water so the beans are covered by at least 1-inch.

Continue cooking the beans slowly until they are soft, an hour or longer, or pressure cook them for 30 minutes at 15 pounds pressure. Keep an eye on the water level and add more, if needed, to keep the beans amply covered. When the beans are cooked, taste them and season to taste with the vinegar,
additional salt if needed, and the chopped cilantro.

Prepare the garnishes. If you are using fresh green chiles, roast them over a flame until they are evenly charred. Let them steam 10 minutes in a bowl covered with a dish; then scrape off the skins, discard the seeds, and dice. Serve the chili ladled over a large spoonful of grated cheese and garnish it with the creme fraiche or sour cream, the green chilies and a sprig of fresh cilantro.

Though served in a bowl and eaten with a spoon, this chili is a great deal thicker than most soups–thick enough in fact to be served on a plate right alongside fritters or cornbread. It also, however, can be thinned considerably with stock, water or tomato juice to make a thinner but still very flavorful black bean soup. When thinned to make a soup, it can be served as part of a meal rather than a meal in itself.

I couldn’t find a recipe that matched Hewitt’s cauliflower curry, but this one comes close and is a bit heartier with the addition of potatoes. She included 3/4 tsp grated fresh ginger. It’s a main meal served with rice.

Potato and Cauliflower Curry
Serves 4-6

1 large or 2 small onions, diced small
1 pound (about 6 small) red potatoes, cut into small cubes
1 small head of cauliflower, cut into bite-sized pieces
1-inch nub of garlic, minced or grated on a microplane
1 teaspoon cumin
2 teaspoons curry powder
1/4 teaspoon turmeric
1 (28-ounce) can diced tomatoes in their juices
3/4 tsp grated fresh ginger.
1 c. yogurt

Heat a teaspoon of olive oil in a 4- to 6- quart dutch oven over medium-high heat. Cook the onions with a half teaspoon of salt until they are soft and translucent. Add the potatoes with another half teaspoon of salt and cook until they are browned on all sides. Add the cauliflower and cook until it is also browned in spots.

Toss in all of the spices and stir until they are fragrant, about 30 seconds. Pour in the tomatoes and their juices. Bring everything to a boil, then reduce the heat to medium-low. Cover the pot and let the curry simmer until the potatoes and cauliflower are soft, 15-20 minutes. For a thicker sauce, remove the lid in the last five minutes of cooking to let moisture evaporate.

Turn off the heat and stir in the yogurt. Taste the curry and adjust the salt, pepper, or other seasonings as desired. This curry will keep for one week refrigerated or up to 6 months frozen. (If you’re planning on freezing some of it, don’t add the yogurt until you’re ready to serve the curry.)

 

Gingersnaps

Ginger Snaps
Makes 40-50 cookies

2 cups flour
1½ teaspoons baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
1/2 tsp cloves
1/2 tsp ground cardamom
1 1/2 tsp freshly grated lemon rind (optional)
1 or 2 teaspoons ground ginger, depending on how much you like ginger
1/2 c. of candied ginger, chopped finely.
1 stick (1/2c) butter, unsalted, at room temperature
2/3 cup firmly packed brown sugar
3 Tbs unsulfured molasses
1 large egg

coarse sugar crystals for coating the cookies

1. Stir together the dry ingredients.

2. In the bowl of an electric mixer, or by hand, beat the butter just until soft and fluffy. Add the sugar and continue to beat until smooth, stopping the mixer to scrape down any butter clinging to the sides of the bowl.

3. Stir in the molasses and egg.

4. Mix in the dry ingredients gradually until the dough is smooth.

5. Divide the dough in two equal portions and roll each on a lightly-floured surface until each is about 2-inches around.

6. Wrap each in plastic wrap then roll them lightly on the counter to smooth them out. Refrigerate, or better yet, freeze the cookie logs until firm.

7. To bake, preheat the oven to 350F and line two baking sheets with parchment paper.

8. Slice cookie dough into 1/4-inch rounds with a sharp knife. Dip one side and press firmly in a bowl of coarse sugar if you want (you can also use granulated sugar instead), and place sugar-side up on baking sheet, evenly-spaced apart. Leave a couple of inches between cookies since they’ll spread while baking.

9. Bake for 10-14 minutes, rotating the baking sheets midway during baking, until deep-golden brown. The cookies will puff up a bit while baking, then settle down when they’re done. Bake on the lower end of the range for softer cookies, and more for snappier ones, depending on your oven.

10. Let the cookies cool two minutes, then remove them with a spatula and transfer them to a cooling rack.

Storage: The dough can be refrigerated for up to five days, or frozen for up to three months. Once baked, the cookies can be kept in an air-tight container for a couple of days.

I used to roll out these cookies into stars, Christmas trees and animals. But making the logs, then freezing and slicing is a lot easier.

As an extra, my favorite brownie recipe of all time, picked up off David Lebovitz’s blog from  Nick Malgieri’s book Chocolate: From Simple Cookies to Extravagant Showstoppers (HarperCollins, 1998). I always add 1 c. of organic chopped walnuts to the mix and for the chocolate, my preference used to be the San Francisco based Sharffen Berger. That company, along with two other great chocolatiers; Joseph Schmidt and Dagoba, were  acquired by Hershey about five years ago. Sniff.

16 tbsp. unsalted butter,
plus more for greasing
8 oz. bittersweet chocolate,
cut into 1⁄4″ pieces
4 eggs
1 cup sugar
1 cup firmly packed dark brown
sugar
2 tsp. vanilla extract
1⁄2 tsp. fine salt
1 cup flour
1 cup organic walnuts, chopped

1. Heat oven to 350°. Grease a 9″ x 13″ baking pan with butter and line with parchment paper; grease paper. Set pan aside.

2. Pour enough water into a 4-quart saucepan that it reaches a depth of 1″. Bring to a boil; reduce heat to low. Combine butter and chocolate in a medium bowl; set bowl over saucepan. Cook, stirring, until melted and smooth, about 5 minutes. Remove from heat; set aside.

3. Whisk together eggs in a large bowl. Add sugar, brown sugar, vanilla, and salt; whisk to combine. Stir in chocolate mixture; fold in flour. Pour batter into prepared pan; spread evenly. Bake until a toothpick inserted into center comes out clean, 30–35 minutes. Let cool on a rack. Cut and serve.

MAKES 24 BROWNIES

Try a good red wine with the brownies or better yet, a small glass of Gourmel’s Age Des Epices organic cognac to welcome in winter’s chill.

 

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Salon of Peaceful Shadows, Tender Flame of Eternal Youth – the backstory

Phil Elie – impresario extraordinaire – flew in from his home in Paris last week to organize this event with some old friends in the Pillowtex warehouse. Now used as headquarters for the non-profit group, Give Us Names, the founders graciously allowed us access for the evening.

I discovered the space in 1980, while looking for a larger apartment. A loft space seemed ideal, as I was beginning to think about doing larger paintings at the time. When the realtor/owner told me about it, I was thrilled at the light and the square footage – 7,000 square feet on each of 3 completely empty floors right in what is now the Castleberry Arts District. A huge space with fabulous casement windows on two sides. But I couldn’t afford the rent by myself; $350 at the time. Since I had lived in communal houses in both urban and rural settings during my early twenties, that idea was out for me. I told my pal Arthur and we looked at it by flashlight one night, there was no electricity in the building at the time. The rest of the story is history.

Phil and the artist Arthur Matthews (Theo), who was the first person to live in the space.

The historic real estate transaction included other background characters; I was working as a printmaker at Odyssey Studio in 1978 – from a contact via Jonny Hibbert (see below), and knew Arthur from his relationship with Kathleen, a co-worker in the frame division at the studio. They had split up and Arthur was looking for a place to live. Phil was hired at Odyssey in 1981 as a young printmaker, he was still in school at the Atlanta College of Art and was moving out of his place on St. Charles Avenue. The coincidental part of the tale is that I had lived right next door to Phil on St. Charles, from 1977 to 1979 – before I ever met him.

It was great to see Phil again. I had last seen him in San Francisco during my dotcom years from 1997-2001, and visited when he, Sally and the boys lived in Oakland.

Three cut and painted wood pieces by Theo (Arthur Matthews).

Malcolm Fordham, photographs of dogs circa 1995.

Malcolm briefly lived with Phil on St. Charles, along with other characters from my past – the arts writer Tom Patterson and artist Cornel Rubino. Tom had a crazy pal who used to bring moonshine down from the NC mountains and Cornel and his wife Linda ended up being neighbors at my next place over on Virginia Avenue, in the VA/Highlands neighborhood.

Malcolm and his wife Cindy came all the way from their generational farm in Dublin, Georgia for Saturday’s extravaganza. They left their 30 newly hatched chicks in a neighbor’s heated closet.

Some of Phil’s old pals from the Atlanta College of Art showed their work at the event.

Anne Cox, sculptures.

Tom Zarrilli setting up his assemblages and his wife Cindy’s drawings and paintings.

Tom recently had a show at Callanwolde with his photography of yard sales.


Bill and Roxanne Rea performed an amazingly beautiful interpretation of Christoph Gluck’s Orfeo ed Euridice.

I met Bill Rea when he played with the Glenn Phillips band, and have always adored his exquisite bass playing. We discovered that we both revere the bassist and composer Steve Swallow. Bill has worked with the Atlanta Symphony, composes, and he and Roxanne run a predominately classical sheet music store, Hutchins and Rae.

Brookhaven was another mecca for innovative young musicians in the 1970s; Glenn and Dan Baird lived out there, along with Philip Stone, David Michaelson, Jeff Calder and Neill Bogan…and so many others. Gina and I shared a house for a time in the neighborhood and it’s how we got to know so many of the characters. Bill and Roxanne still live there.

Phil’s theme for the soirée incorporated Gluck’s opera, based on the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice. Heaven, hell, love and transformation – along with nymphs and furies, were all part of Saturday evening’s entertainment. The Rae duo’s performance on electronic instruments provided the necessary transcendence.

Some of the performances and installations were by Cindy Zarrilli, Terry Coffey, Deborah Heidel, Eloise, Stan Woodard, Elaine Ward, Charlotte Scott and Lisa Clark McKnight. I don’t have names for everyone, please add if you know anyone I left out.

 

 

My two paintings – Night on 22nd Avenue, oil on canvas 1999 and Nocturne, oil on canvas 2011.

Phil’s sublime drypoint etchings.

Quilt by Theda Bara.

Phil and David Dean, who also lived at Pillowtex.


Arthur and his wife Casey Green – a wonderful quiltmaker.

Jonny Hibbert, Kevin Haller, David Dean.

Jonny Hibbert, Jules Perry and Elaine Ward.

Jonny Hibbert was my first friend in Atlanta – we met at a Weather Report concert in mid 1977 when the great late Jaco Pastorius was in his full glory. Jonny introduced me to Atlanta’s world of young musicians, blossoming at the time. He happens to be the original producer for REM’s first singles on his own Hibtone label. My sister Gina, a freelance writer in Atlanta, was also pals with David Dean, his seatmate at that early concert. I think Jonny must know every artist and musician in Atlanta.

David and his lovely wife, Colleen.

Ann Cox, ACA grad.

Chris Edmonds, a local musician who had a band in the ’80s – with Kathleen Maher and Phil. Kathleen left Odyssey Studio in 1981, after having her son Rijn. His father – and the connection to Pillowtex – is Arthur Matthews.

Some older photos from back in the day. Arthur holding Rijn with Philip Northman and Rosa.

 

Arthur and Rijn, Philip, Sally Elie and Rosa in foreground, Stan Woodard with unidentified woman, Phil and a man I can’t place:

Rosa and Phil formed the space ‘TV Dinners’ together, an early model for live entertainment and dinner. The space offered screenings of art films and had a former strippers’ runway for avant fashion shows.

Phil tells the story of Orpheus and  Eurydice. We missed seeing his wife Sally this time. Hopefully she’ll come with him on the next jaunt to Atlanta. Thanks, Phil – we’ll always have Pillowtex!

 

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Revolution in the air

I’ve been following the Wall Street protests with interest. It’s all over Facebook – friends are engaged in provocative discussions, that show a proclivity to the left, with some right wing antagonism thrown in.

I’m proud of the occupiers; mostly youngsters who are uncertain about whether they’ll ever be able to pay off student loans or whether a job in their chosen field will be in their future. I’m proud of the fact that some of my older friends and acquaintances are going to NYC or to DC or any of the other participating cities, to show solidarity. If I were solidly flush, I’d be there too.

I’m one of the 99er’s, the unemployed millions who benefited from the  (mostly) Democrats’ extensions of insurance for a little over two years, or 99 weeks. That allowed me to look in vain for another broadcast job during those two years, to have time to sell my house in PA – that had depreciated in the failing market – and to begin a tiny art business on December 31st, 2008. Now almost three years later, that very small but growing business may actually sustain me well into the future.

Credit: AP Photo/Andrew Burton

Credit: CBS News/Brian Montopoll

But not many of those millions – often the older workers are booted out first – had my interactive skills, graphic design and web background or retail experience from the many and diverse television jobs that I held over the past 26 years. Not everyone had the benefit of management and software training offered on the job by both small and large companies. I got lucky. The corporations and companies I worked for offered good worker benefits, with top salaries and solid 401k plans. At least until their numbers began falling.

As an artist, early in my career I had to depend on my ‘product’; my prints and paintings, for sole income – so this is nothing new. But for millions who made a lifelong career in the corporate world or manufacturing or car sales or whatever business is now downsizing them – they have few alternatives. Their futures look bleak. Don’t get me started on healthcare reform.

More of the population will side with these protestors than with the top banks and CEO’s of financial firms. CBS News reported that ‘a new survey out from Time Magazine found that 54 percent of Americans have a favorable impression of the protests, while just 23 percent have a negative impression. An NBC/Wall Street Journal survey, meanwhile, found that 37 percent of respondents “tend to support” the movement, while only 18 percent “tend to oppose” it.’

This past Saturday Scott Simon of NPR interviewed Simon Fraser, a professor of history at Columbia University, about the Wall Street protests and what Fraser thought of them.

SIMON: Is this something deeply rooted in American politics?

FRASER: Yeah. What’s going on in Zuccotti Park is indeed deeply rooted in a long tradition of resistance and rebellion really against Wall Street and Wall Street in particular. It goes back all the way, in fact, to the nation’s founding. The first Wall Street panic happened in 1792 just after the birth of the nation. It was set off by an insider trading scheme engineered by a small circle of aristocratic bankers. And when their scheme collapsed and the local economy collapsed along with it, an enraged mob of New York citizens actually chased the leader of this scheme through the streets of New York, probably would have hung him had the sheriff not arrived just in the nick of time and carted him off to debtor’s prison, where he died several years later. And from that moment on, protests directed against the Street particularly has been a recurring feature of American history.

…we spent a long generation – the last 30 years or so – seeing very little resistance, despite the growing disparities and the distribution of incoming wealth and despite the obvious power of the Street in our political system over the last 20 or 30 years. There was very, very little opposition to that, a somewhat mysterious kind of quiescence. But now, shockingly and yet not so shockingly, given the extreme difficult conditions that people face today, that resistance has, so to speak, risen from the ashes and renewed its links to this long live tradition.

SIMON: And do you see it as being at the left or the right or what?

FRASER: You know, I see it as both. After all, the Tea Party, some of the Tea Party, partisans began by denouncing the bailout of Wall Street banks. And I know that in Zuccotti Park there are kinds of people, including Libertarians who resent the fact that the losses of the big banks are being socialized and paid for by American taxpayers while they make off like gangbusters with the profits. So, I think it’s mainly something that’s originating on the left but I think there are some sort of sympathetic echoes in certain circles of the Tea Party movement on the right.

SIMON: And to what degree have these movements recognizing everyone and every generation as different, to what degree have they succeeded, if not outright changing the government but changing policy?

FRASER: Well, that’s a very variable story. Sometimes they have succeeded quite considerably and other times not at all. For example, the Populist movement of the late 19th century, which was a huge political movement that covered much of the Midwest and the South and elected governors and senators and other local officials all across the country, nonetheless had no success in actually weakening the power of Wall Street over the economic and political life of the country. On the other hand, the protests that emerged during the 1930s during the Great Depression had enormous success in reforming our laws so as to reign in the power of the Street. So, the record of success and failure is a spotty one. Sometimes yes, sometimes no.

The History Channel provides an interactive map of New York City’s protests, riots and gatherings for your edification, with events and dates noted.

Earlier this month, another NPR interview was conducted by Guy Raz with Beverly Gage, associate professor of history at Yale and gives us more American history of Wall Street protests:

RAZ: When did Wall Street become a place where protesters gathered?

GAGE: Wall Street really began to consolidate its power as the center of American finance in the years around the Civil War. And then, almost immediately after that, it became a target for protesters, really from a variety of places on the political spectrum. But throughout the late 19th century into the early 20th century, you had very regular demonstrations on Wall Street.

…the first movement that really coalesced around a kind of anti-Wall Street message was the populist movement, which came of age in the late 19th century. And then, by the early 20th century, you have a wave of different movements taking off. You have the rise of the Socialist Party in the United States, for whom Wall Street was the great symbol of American corruption and greed.

And you had the labor movement. And then you also had even more radical movements – to the left, anarchists, communists. But so you have a huge range of people from different positions in American society, with different messages but all really going after Wall Street itself.

RAZ: Much of the movement really culminates in a devastating terror attack in 1920, targeting J.P. Morgan. What happened?

GAGE: Right. That occurred on September 16th, 1920, which was a pretty ordinary Thursday afternoon. And a horse-drawn cart exploded at the corner of Wall and Broad Streets. So, right directly next to the Morgan Bank, very close to the New York Stock Exchange. It ended up killing 38 people and wounding several hundred. And it was by far the most sort of dramatic symbol of this confrontation that had been building for a decade.

Credit – unknown. 1920 Wall Street explosion.

RAZ: The protesters today are mounting nonviolent protests. But what sorts of parallels do you see between those movements back then and what we are seeing today?

GAGE: Well, I think, right, on the question of violence, that was a very different world in the teens and ’20s. And so I don’t think that those kinds of comparisons have much to do with the protesters today…You’ve had lots of different sorts of people involved, and they haven’t always necessarily gotten together around one single piece of legislation.

But nonetheless, they’ve been visible. They’ve pressed questions about inequality, about the role of Wall Street and finance in the American economy, and just big moral questions about what do we want out of our society. And I think those are really the themes that you’re seeing coming out of the Wall Street protests today.

RAZ: Are there clear parallels, in your view, between the economic circumstances of those times and what we’re seeing today?

GAGE: Well, I think it’s really remarkable when you look at the span of the 20th century, we’re really seeing ourselves at the dawn of the 21st century in a lot of similar conditions to what would have seen 100 years ago. In terms of inequality, we have the same kinds of stratifications of wealth that we would have seen 100 years ago – and that actually shrank in the middle of the century, but have since widened back out.

In terms of labor organizing, we have very similar numbers. At their peak in the middle of the 20th century, labor unions recognized or organized about 35 percent of the private sector workforce. At the turn of the 20th century and now back at the turn of the 21st century, those numbers are back down around seven or eight percent.

So I think in terms of economic inequality, in terms of labor organizing, you actually see very, very similar dynamics now.

Credit – unknown.
A Duke University 2005 research paper shows the wealth pie chart below that most of you have probably seen circulating on Facebook. The survey asked Americans to construct distributions of wealth that they deemed just, using unlabeled pie charts of wealth distributions – one depicting a perfectly equal distribution, one created from Sweden’s actual income distribution and the third from the US’s distribution.

Randomly drawn from more than 1 million Americans, the authors ensured that all had the same working definition of ‘wealth, also known as net worth, is defined as the total value of everything someone owns minus any debt that he or she owes’. The surprise was that 92% favored Sweden’s distribution over the US’s. Those figures crossed gender and political boundaries.

‘All groups – even the wealthiest respondents – desired a more equal distribution of wealth than what they estimated the current US level to be, and all groups also desired some inequality – even the poorest respondents.’

Finally, what some economists suggest is that a more even distribution of wealth is better for the entire global market, than having the top percentile wealthy. That is a sustainable model, the current one is doomed to implode and die.

Justin Fox, editorial director of the the Harvard Business Review cites economist Mark Thoma in his January 2011 post here:

There is an equivalent of a Laffer curve for inequality, but the variable of interest is economic growth rather than tax revenue. We know that a society with perfect equality does not grow at the fastest possible rate. When everyone gets an equal share of income, people lose the incentive to try and get ahead of others. We also know that a society where one person has almost everything while everyone else struggles to survive — the most unequal distribution of income imaginable — will not grow at the fastest possible rate either. Thus, the growth-maximizing level of inequality must lie somewhere between these two extremes.

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Abrazo Atlanta: Argentine Tango

Last week my pal Arthur and I had the pleasure of seeing the Eduardo Tami Trio and Dancers at GA State, sponsored by their Center for Collaborative and International Arts (Cencia) program. Dr. Fernando Reati, Chair of Modern and Classical Languages at GA State, gave a fascinating introduction on tango’s origins as a dance form in the 19th century.

“All sources stress the influence of the African communities and their rhythms,  while the instruments and techniques brought in by European immigrants played a major role in its final definition, relating it to the Salon music styles to which Tango would contribute back at a later stage, when it became fashionable in early 20th century Paris.”

Tami’s trio has performed all over the world since forming in 2002.

Virtuoso flautist Eduardo Tami is from Buenos Aires and has a diverse musical background. He offered some background on the traditional dance form and put on a lively show. His current trio includes guitarist Sebastian Enriquez and pianist Leandro Marquesano.

Dancers Claudia Marziano and Toni Saganias, touring with the trio, were spectacular – we met them and the musicians at a lovely reception after the performance. Ms. Marziano teaches and dances in Buenos Aires and was as warm and engaging as she could be with strangers. My high school Latin doesn’t translate well to Spanish and Mr. Saganias does not speak English or French – so I was unable to communicate with him other than to say muy bueno.

This was shot at another performance this year. It’s one of the more energetic numbers that the dancers ham up to the hilt.

A few of the works they chose for their Atlanta debut were originally composed by the great Astor Piazzolla.

Be sure to check out GA State, Agnes Scott and Emory University’s mostly FREE Arts events. Burnaway always posts an upcoming ‘to do’ list for the week.

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A bevy of exhibits

Continuing my goal to hit most of the new gallery spaces in town within my first year of being back in Atlanta, I visited Poem88 off Howell Mill road yesterday for an artist’s talk by Ryan Nabulsi. Nabulsi is a young photographer working with old technology, as the gallery blurb notes:

“…Ryan Nabulsi’s camera-less photographs represent a natural conclusion to the goals of Steiglitz and Steichen in promoting pictorial photography. Relying on the manipulation of the photographic chemical process for instant photography, Nabulsi generates abstractions of lush color perhaps more akin to color field painting.”

The artist is using film made for the old Kodak instant camera SX-70 but is not shooting with it. Instead, he’s manipulating the chemicals within the ‘pack film’ to create these images. In his artist statement he says:

“The work uses a familiar form of vernacular photography from the past, the SX-70 Polaroid, an instant analog film, and abstracts the chemistry using a variety of camera-less techniques. In addition, enlarging the images to ten times the instant film’s normal size, the familiar encounter with the SX-70 is taken out of context and brought into a different view.  These transformations explore the materiality of photography, the literal ‘insides of the medium.’  The contained pod of chemistry in the instant analog film is detached from its implied representational potential and given a new life that embodies the intersection of art and science.”   

Two large photos below courtesy of the artist.

A photographer friend of mine conducted similar experiments with this early polaroid technology back in the mid 1980’s, except that he would shoot and then manipulate the ‘print’ during the brief development period of maybe 3 minutes. I still have some of those fabulous abstractions….

Next stop was a few blocks away at the High Museum of Art for “Trading Places, Part 1: Selected works from the Collection of MOCA GA”. This show of about 40 paintings and drawings by Georgia artists, runs until Feb. 5th.

Pyramid Scheme, ca. 1973, mixed media on paper. James Herbert. American, born 1938.

Miletus: Thales, Anaximenes, Anaximander, 1990, mixed media on canvas. Genevieve Arnold. American, 1928-2005.

Arnold refers to the ancient Greek city of Miletus in these paintings, the birthplace of modern philosophy and the three scholars cited in her works above. Installed together, the paintings create three equal squares, representing the three scholars of Miletus.

February 9, ’09 no. 1, 2009 and February 11, ’09 no. 1, 2009. Pastel, oil pastel and pencil on paper. Rocio Rodriguez. American, born Cuba 1952.

Schism, 1990, Oil on canvas. Rocio Rodriguez. American, born Cuba 1952.

This painting by Rodriguez was quite large and reminded me of the great Bay Area figurative painter Nathan Oliveira’s work, who died last year.

Wall Spirits and Other Secrets: Believe 01.20.09, 2008. Mixed media. Larry Walker. American, born 1935.

Basic Masai – II, 1989-1990. Acrylic on canvas. W. Medford Johnston. American, born 1941.

Due Soli, 1960. Acrylic on panel. George Beattie. American, 1919-1997.

The painting above simply glowed. The oranges, pale cobalts and pinks looked almost like encaustic and the artist achieved a unique luminosity from acrylic paints – which at the time were not that ubiquitous.

Get With Red, 1962. Lacquer on Masonite. Howard Thomas. American, 1899-1971.

A very jazzy painting. (I mentioned that before knowing that Thomas used music as inspiration during painting – as I do)

I also visited the Huber Family collection now on display at the High; Embracing Elegance, but was chastised by security for taking photos. So none to show from that exhibit, up until November 27th.

The third show I saw at the museum was a recently acquired collection of 56 prints by the American artist Kiki Smith, including works made between 1991 and 2004. Feminist based, her work can be both charming and humorously disturbing. I especially enjoyed her reinterpretations of traditional fairytales. The writer Angela Carter used ‘latent content’ of the tales in her 1979 The Bloody Chamber, and like her Smith turns the tales into commentary on gender and social inequalities.

Although some may critique her drawing capabilities, she herself notes in this video that she made the ‘problem’ work for her. “Either you’re stopped by what hampers you or you’re not….you can have tremendous talent but it doesn’t mean that you care about it. Being an artist is sort of a weird combination of different things…of needing to do something.”  

This New York Times review by Holland Cotter of her 2006 show at the Whitney sheds a more serious light on her objectives. More about her background can be found in another interview during the same year with Michael Kimmelman. The exhibit at the High Museum is up until January 22nd, 2012.

Worm, 1992. Photogravure, etching, aquatint, and collage.

Etc., Etc., 1999. Photogravure, collaged lithograph, and photolithograph.

Born, 2002. Color lithograph, 68 1/8 x 56 1/8 inches.

Jewel, 2004. Aquatint and etching: set of three prints.

Rapture, In a Field, Splendid, 2002. Aquatint, etching and drypoint; series of three prints.

Close-up of ‘Splendid’.

I did not get a title for this etching of a cat, who may be dead…

Finally, I’d been wanting to see Chip Simone’s exhibit “Resonant Image” at the High for months. It’s only up now until November 6th. Chip has been a local photographer for decades and studied with Harry Callahan. I’ve always appreciated his work. Some of these more recent photographs look like abstract paintings. He switched from film to digital technology in 2000.

Unfortunately, I didn’t get captions with any of these in my efforts to shoot quickly without being noticed…

Birdman, Atlanta, 2008

 

 

 

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Fall paintings

Newest paintings for the week. With more on the way. To purchase after a few more weeks of drying time, see my EShop here.

Nocturne. Oil/canvas 27″x31″, 2011.

Sycamore Street. Oil/canvas panel 12″x12″, 2011.


Clematis. Acrylic/canvas panel  6″x11″, 2011.

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The Nuremberg Trials in Macon and old Hollywood history

My father, Robert Arlington Webb (1911 – 1971), was a film editor who grew up in Hollywood during its early heyday. The Webbs lived in several different areas of LA during the first ten years after they moved there in 1924 from Springfield, IL. At one time they lived across from Paramount Studio, at another period they were neighbors with the Coopers (Gary) and in 1933 Charlie Chaplin’s studio was nearby. Dad’s father bought land in what is now Brentwood, back when the area was mostly orange groves.

At least 2 of the 5 houses that he built for his family in 1937 were still standing when I visited in 1998, their sidewalks lined with orange trees scenting the Los Angeles evening. You can view one of the original houses that my uncle Jerry and aunt Helen lived in until 1994 when they moved to the San Francisco Bay area.

Dad, Mom and me circa 1952 with Jerry Webb on the far right. Aunt Helen holding the towhead, with cousin Judith looking on.

The three Webb sons and their relatives were involved in the film industry. Dad’s older brother Jerry worked as a film editor for 20th Century Fox with the producer Darryl Zanuck and he also worked for the director John Ford on a film in 1934, with my father as either an assistant director or as an editor. If anyone could identify the cameraman in this shot, we might know what film it is. I suspect it could be Lost Patrol, a WWI film shot in the desert. Dad stands to his left. Ford is in the center right with the hat and tie on.

My dad apprenticed Samuel Goldwyn (later becoming the company Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer) during his early training as an editor, worked on many feature films and played tennis with celebrities like WC Fields, Errol Flynn, Gary Cooper and attended soirées at Cecil B. DeMille’s and Charlie Chaplin’s houses. He dated Loretta Young’s sister. A young Warren Beatty once visited Uncle Jerry’s house, bearing fresh abalone for dinner. At the time Beatty was an unknown actor and Jerry was directing all of 20th Century Fox’s screen tests for newcomers, including Marilyn Monroe and Grace Kelly. Bribery with fish- it worked!

Our cousin Robert C. Jones is an Academy Award winning editor and screenwriter who now teaches film at USC. His dad was Harmon Jones, who directed feature films, and much of the 1960’s  TV series, Rawhide. Our family enjoyed watching a young Clint Eastwood rise to fame after his role as Rowdy Yates.

Robert C. Jones, USC photo.

But what my father will be remembered for is what he tried to forget: the US Government sponsored films about the Nazis that were compiled after the war. My dad never talked about working on the footage that depicted Nazi atrocities, or of his time in Germany. He had canisters of the film, possibly dubs of the master reel, sequestered away on the top shelf of his closet during our childhood. Our mother tried to get him to do something with it that would bring a financial legacy to his children, but I suspect he felt that would be ethically wrong. He may have donated the film to Princeton’s Firestone Library or to the Library of Congress, which is what I remember her telling me.

Dad had enlisted in the Navy and was sent to Germany to work on editing footage for the Office of Strategic Services’ (OSS) film unit, headed up by the director John Ford.  He spent a year or two in Germany around 1943 to 1945 as the supervising editor on the evidentiary documentary The Nazi Plan, directed by Ray Kellogg and shown at the Nuremberg Trials. He was one of 3 American editors chosen by Ford to work on this four-and-a-half-hour film, which consisted of 22 reels culled from thousands more feet of documentary film made by the Germans themselves. The other two editors included Robert Parrish and John McCafferty. (Another link that offers more video can be found at the US Holocaust Memorial Museum site here.)

The official US government film of the trial became “Nuremberg: Its Lesson For Today” and was shown to the German people but never released in the US. Speculation as to why it wasn’t released include political sensitivity to the American efforts to rebuild Germany after the war, and to the Soviet Union’s 1948 blockade of Berlin. “The new threat was Soviet expansionism”.

A restoration of  ‘Nuremberg: Its Lesson For Today’ was completed  in 2009 by Sandra Schulberg, niece of Budd Schulberg, who worked on the The Nazi Plan as a search commander. Sandra’s team restored the film by making a new negative.  In the process, they did not change a single frame of the original, but did reconstruct the soundtrack using original sound recordings from the trial. It has shown all over the world since then. A good review with information on the political issues can be found here.

Ms. Schulberg’s restoration showed Tuesday night at the historic Douglass Theatre in Macon, GA and my sister Gina, her partner Mike and I drove down from Atlanta to see it.

Franklin ‘Camp’ Bacon and Robert Fieldsteel are hard working volunteers who keep the theater running, and Camp treated us all to dinner in Macon. He also gave a lively introduction and some background for the film. Fieldsteel has his own fascinating LA history; he worked with the director John Cassevetes and is playwright and artist in residence at Wesleyan College for Women in Macon. The Douglass Theater was restored in 1996 and the jewel-like interior reminded us of a small Italian opera house.

The substantial audience gave the film great reviews via Camp’s ingenious rating system – 5 clothespins dropped into a paper bag was the high average.

One room held a classic 1940’s Century Projector.

The Walk of Fame musician homages in front of the theater.

I hadn’t been to Macon in over 25 years and the town is architecturally interesting, although its revitalization hasn’t yet brought throngs of people to the downtown area.

The Dempsey Hotel, now apartments for the elderly and disabled citizens. Once a grand hotel.

The Hummingbird Stage and Taproom, live music.

Many businesses seemed to be closed and boarded up.

Local fashionistas in front of one of the many thrift stores.

The Tic Toc Room, a once legendary nightclub, where Little Richard got his start. Now a restaurant.

Ms. Schulberg’s film is a lovely, albeit difficult, belated tribute to our dad, too bad he wasn’t around to bask in it. Much credit also goes to my sister Gina for contacting Sandra and organizing a bio page for him on the film’s website. Without Gina’s efforts, brother Rob and myself might never have known about the film.

Dad’s last government sponsored gig was a year spent in Burma from 1953-’54, when he was sent over to train young editors in their emerging film industry. He spent the rest of his career in Princeton, NJ and NYC as a highly successful film editor in commercial television.

 

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Farming in Middle Georgia

I visited my friends Malcolm and his wife Cindy at their farm in middle Georgia this weekend. I’ve known Malcolm since the early 1980s, but lost touch with him when he moved to Florida and later I moved away too. Now that he’s back on his parents’ 300 Acre generational farm and I’m in Atlanta again, it was fun to have a mini reunion. I delivered an old portrait to him and spent an idyllic Saturday wandering in their woods, wondering how I could snag a few hundred acres myself. Heck, I’d be happy to just have 10.

I can’t remember whether this is a pecan or Pin Oak, but the huge tree dominates the front yard.

The house was built in 1925, with nine foot ceilings – one of the more prosperous homesteads at the time. The open farm kitchen was once a porch.

Grass fed Hereford cattle and the new baby bull.

The cows heading off to the coolness of the woods.

Just outside Dublin.

Cindy feeding the horses on Saturday evening.

Malcolm returning from ‘watering’ the cattle.

‘Boy’, the donkey. He once kicked a vicious stray dog who made the mistake of invading the Fordham territory. But not these two – Stanley and Scrub are his buddies.

A Kubota M8200, the envy of any tractor-holic. It has a front end loader with an auger kit. They also have a Yanmar 2200. I know something about driving a tractor and other big rigs, from haying a farm during the 1970s
in Nova Scotia. My next exposure to tractors wasn’t until this equipment workshop at the Charlestown Farm in PA.

Native sweet Muscadine grapes that Cindy planted just six years ago. We enjoyed spitting the seeds out in the yard.

Golden, almost ripe pears from an original tree. There is at least one more on the property, along with a Pomegranate tree that had huge fruit hanging from it.

Abandoned peanut field. This spring’s drought in the area has adversely affected many farmers.

Walking back from the woods.


The lovely addition that Malcolm and Cindy designed and had built. Three walls of windows facing the pastures, with a small Jotul woodstove that I had chosen for my own Atlanta bungalow – in the event of lost power from the winter ice storms we often get. What aren’t evident here are the incredibly healthy looking potted antique roses that frame the side windows.

Did I mention all the cats? Seven or eight snugglers and mousers. Two frisky dogs, 3 horses, one donkey and the cattle.

Malcolm and Louise. Oil on canvas, 30 x 32 inches, 1982.

I also want to add a couple of photos that Malcolm had taken of me back in the day. He’s an exceptional photographer and these rival the professional modeling shots I had from the era. That’s another lifetime…

Malcolm and Cindy are looking for a farm manager to live on their land (rent-free) and help with livestock duties, along with developing other possible uses for the acreage; there are 60 acres of open pasture. Another idea floating around is to build a cabin on the land as an artist’s residency… Contact me here and I’ll get the word back to them.

 

 

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The Decatur Book Festival

I spent all weekend at the Decatur Book Festival, reputed to be the largest independent book fest in the country. In its sixth year, the festival is now attended by more than 70,000 people who get the opportunity to hear 300 authors speak. Begun by Daren Wang and Tom Bell in 2005, this is my second season experiencing the phenomenon of strolling around blocked off Decatur streets to see all manner of reading material, listen to authors,  meet up and coming poets and imbibe in some fine Irish ale and curried chips. Who knew that Atlanta was so literarily inclined?


I stopped in at the booths of  small publishers like the Georgia Review, and the Chattahoochee Review, who published an early short story by Gina Webb – who now writes for the AJC (see that VIP tag?), just happens to be my dear sister and who accompanied me to the festival on Sunday.

I discovered interesting finds like Dust to Digital, a Grammy award winning Atlanta based company that “combines rare, essential recordings with historic images and detailed texts describing the artists and their works.” One that caught my eye was a wonderful John Fahey 5 CD boxed set, with an 88 page book and photos of Fahey as a youngster, produced in collaboration with Revenant Records.

 

On Saturday I volunteered with the Decatur Arts Alliance for their small invitational exhibit set up in a local restaurant on the square.

I also had the chance to attend a few author’s readings. First there was Holly Tucker reading from her book Bloodwork, a chilling and fascinating account of the history of blood transfusions. This brief review sums up my response to her talk:

“Holly Tucker does an incredible job of bringing the history of blood transfusion to life with harrowing immediacy, spinning a tale of blood, ambition, and murder so gripping that it reads with novelistic intensity. She also reminds us that science itself has a history, that the discipline which we trust to explain our world can also be bound up in the prejudices and assumptions of our own time. Anyone with a taste for historical intrigue will devour Blood Work, just as I did.”

Second up on my Saturday schedule was Michael Graetz summarizing his new book The End of Energy, a sobering account of our embattled energy policies over the past forty years. “….since the 1970s, Americans have never been asked to pay a price that reflects the real cost of the energy they consume. Until Americans face the facts about price, our energy incompetence will continue—and along with it the unraveling of our environment, security, and independence.”

James Hansen however, proposes taxing fossil fuels at their source of importation and giving that money back to the American public – as an incentive to build a link to the future with renewable resources. I don’t agree with either of them on nuclear power as much of a viable alternative, but it may be the only way to wean the world off coal. As Graetz said yesterday, coal is a regional and political issue – the cost must be higher so that the customer doesn’t want it.

I finally got to try a King of Pops popsicle. Coconut Lemongrass – refreshing on a hot day, not too sweet. They did a brisk business all weekend long.

In a completely different vein from my Saturday excursions, Atlanta born Tayari Jones’ reading on Sunday from her latest book, Silver Sparrow, was chock full of her bright intellect, highly entertaining and she made the audience crack up. Gina and I agreed that Jones had the best hair and outfit of any author we’d seen. I came away from her talk dying to read her book about a young African-American girl growing up in the South with a bigamist for a father.

I had read her 2009 blog post about applying for a writer’s residency and not getting into one , being put on a waitlist for another and finally getting into this one. I’m in the middle of applying to artists’ residencies and grants, so I had to ask about her experience. She mentioned the need to block out chunks of time to create and that “dropping people out of one’s life” was a necessity. But her sense of humor about these artists’ colonies took over when she began describing the fact that many of the lower tier residencies don’t usually provide meals and were attended mostly by women. Women who loved the idea of being able to eat cereal for dinner if they wanted to – for a whole month – and who were ecstatic to be alone for a change. While the men who arrived at these were not happy that they would have to actually make themselves a sandwich.

In a 2007 post on her blog, she talks about buying a ‘lucky’ sweater in anticipation of getting into Yaddo. When she didn’t get in, she said “that lucky sweater mocked me and all my positive thinking….Flash forward to one year later. The tags were still on the sweater. Arizona was still the third hottest state in the union. I received a letter in the mail. The MacDowell Colony had granted me a winter residency for 2003! I took the sweater with me and when I arrived, I tore the tags off with my teeth.”

She also writes that while she got into The MacDowell Colony for that year, on the next few tries she was denied. Inspiring and proof of my own adage to start at the top and work my way down… and to keep trying.

Mac McGee’s Irish Pub –

These kids knew a thing or three about hula hooping.

Finally, we listened to another author, Katharine Weber, talk about her illustrious family and their escapades in her book The Memory of All That. Weber’s maternal grandmother was not only the first woman to compose the score to a hit Broadway show, but she was also passionately in love with George Gershwin and had a ten year romance with the composer during her marriage to Weber’s grandfather. I’ve been a lover of Gershwin’s music for decades, so this was a real treat for me.

Weber’s humorous recountings of her family’s flaws and eccentricities made the characters alluring and reminded me of the Christopher Walken scene in Woody Allen’s film; someone who could make you squirm as their sibling, but who would definitely never bore. Read the recent NY Times review here.

 


“Their love affair began during Swift’s marriage to James Paul Warburg, the multitalented banker and economist who advised (and feuded with) FDR. Weber creates an intriguing and intimate group portrait of the renowned Warburg family, from her great-great-uncle, the eccentric art historian Aby Warburg, whose madness inspired modern theories of iconography, to her great-grandfather Paul M. Warburg, the architect of the Federal Reserve System whose unheeded warnings about the stock-market crash of 1929 made him ‘the Cassandra of Wall Street.’ “

Weber’s own dad was a hoot.

A notorious womanizer, Weber’s father was a peripatetic filmmaker who made propaganda and training films for the OSS during World War II before producing the first movie with smells, the regrettable flop that was Aromarama.”

She said that her father, Sidney Kaufman, almost bankrupted the film theatres it was shown in, because the wall coverings, drapes and upholstery had to be torn down, ripped off and completely refurbished.

“He was as much an enigma to his daughter as he was to the FBI, which had him under surveillance for more than forty years, and even noted Katharine’s birth in a memo to J. Edgar Hoover….Colorful, evocative, insightful, and very funny, The Memory of All That is an enthralling look at a tremendously influential—and highly eccentric—family, as well as a consideration of how their stories, with their myriad layers of truth and fiction, have both provoked and influenced one of our most prodigiously gifted writers.”

My sister and I were aware of the synchronicity of our own family’s Hollywood connections; the DeMille, Sam Goldwyn and Chaplin links that would have vanished from the family memory archive, if not for our cousin Judith’s transcribed oral history of her father’s film career that included our own film editor dad’s early years in the industry.

 

The festival’s official Tee shirts were nicely designed.

I can see why this festival attracts literary lovers from neighboring states – it’s not often that we get to hear about how a writer practices her craft, or her expectations for her readers. One author’s comment that really hit home with me as an artist was hearing how many readers misalign fiction with autobiography, as though the writer’s imaginative creations aren’t as interesting as ‘real life’. As in ‘did that really happen to you?’. And the response should be ‘who cares’.

 

 

 

 

 

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Interview with Norbert Marszalek

Norbert Marszalek has been living and working in Chicago for all of his painting career. He has shown at the George Billis Gallery in Los Angeles and has exhibited in solo and group exhibitions in museums and galleries throughout the United States. He handles paint in his emotionally charged portraits a little like the British artist Jenny Saville’s lush dichotomy of realism and abstraction.

I have only corresponded with Norbert online through his blog, Neoteric Art, which I found in 2008 when I first began my own. He always showcases thoughtful and informative posts on the arts.

Phoenix Bound. Oil on canvas, 13″ x 17″ 2007

Dialogue No. 4. Oil on canvas, 18″ x 24″ 2003.

What led you to become a painter?

NM Drawing and painting have always been a part of my life. My brother’s art books were around the house and I remember poring over them with great enthusiasm at a very young age—I was around six or seven years old. I was in awe of Edward Hopper’s Nighthawks, George Bellow’s Stag at Sharkey’s and Pablo Picasso’s The Old Guitarist. I really enjoyed the “storytelling” aspect of those particular paintings. At that same time I started drawing. I copied comic strip figures, sports figures—typical childhood stuff. As I got older I experimented more with drawing and painting and fully realized in my late teens that this is what I wanted to do with my life.

Can you describe how Chicago or the region influences (or doesn’t) your work?

NM The first time I became aware of an actual Chicago scene was with the Imagists—Ed Paschke, Roger Brown, Barbara Rossi, etc.—in the early 1980s when I was in college. The Imagists seemed too “popish” for me so it gave me something to rebel against (kids always need to rebel, right!?).  I actually admired Eric Fischl and the German Neo-Expressionists that were gaining popularity. I guess I have  always been drawn to figure work. Later I came to respect the Imagists and the preceding movements, The Monster Roster and The Hairy Who with immense fondness.

Overall, we are all influenced by our surroundings…how can you not be? To answer your question though, I am influenced by Chicago in more of a “working class” sort of way. I come from a working class family—my father was in construction, then became a butcher, bartender and ended up in a factory. It has to do with work ethic and a little of those Midwestern values thrown in. I’m sure it’s reflective in my work.

DC Hotel Room. Oil on canvas, 48″ x 60″ 2009.

Describe your daily painting/working routine and what inspires your paintings? Do you make sketches or draw on a regular basis?

The routine is just about going to the studio and painting. I’ve been painting in series now for many years so I have blocks of 2-3 years while I am working out the series. I really don’t see it as a “daily” routine but more as a “series” routine.

I just completed a series called Hotel Room Paintings which I started in 2009 and have been contemplating the aspect of just making paintings and not working in a series. I’m sure I’ll be more conscious of a “daily” routine. We’ll see what happens.

Totem Hotel Room. Oil on canvas, 48″ x 35″ 2011.

Triad Hotel Room. Oil on canvas, 52″ x 52″ 2011.

Do you paint from life or photographs, or both? If from both, is there much difference in your process?

As a mature painter I have always used photography for reference (of course back in college there was a lot of drawing and painting from life). Not stock photography but my own. I would set up a scene and shoot (or have an assistant shoot if I was in the scene) various angles and perspectives and then take maybe 5-7 of those photos and make a comprehensive sketch—work out the composition. I would even photograph still life scenes and go through the same ritual. I then sketch out the canvas with charcoal—I never project the image—and begin to really flesh out the composition using oil paint. Again, the photographs and sketch are just for reference. I usually make changes as needed as I paint.

As I have stated in my previous answer about not working in series, I also plan on not using photography for reference. It seems like I am in a transitional period. I have presently attempted a few still life paintings painting from the actual items. I really don’t see a difference between using photographs and painting from life.

I see Hopper and Eric Fischl in some of your interiors and a little Alice Neel in a few of your figurative works. Can you talk about the context of your work and any ideologies you may have as an artist?

Well, I have mentioned Hopper and Fischl already in this interview and I really do like Alice Neel so it makes sense that you see their influence in my work. I’m aware of it too—especially Fischl. As artists, we eventually gravitate toward a personal style, whatever it may be. I like brushwork that has immense energy but is still controlled—like George Bellows. Fischl doesn’t have all that energy but there is a sense of urgency which I really like. And then there is Lucian Freud.  I’m trying to find a balance with all of that with my own style—energy, urgency, control. I’m getting closer.

Storytelling also plays a role in my work. I am all about the narrative. I’m sure that’s why I paint in series. It’s like writing a novel. My series have a beginning, middle and end but it  may not be totally linear. Besides the literal “story” of each canvas, the entire process of creating each series is a “story” unto itself. With each series I find myself entering a journey and I record it using the canvases. It feels like it has culminated with the Hotel Room Paintings series…I’m sure that’s why I’m in flux right now.

Waiting and Waiting for Nothing. Oil on canvas, 39″ x 49″ 2008.

Which artists have had the most influence on your work? And are there current painters whose work excites you?

Besides the painters I have already mentioned (plus a plethora of others) I remember the first time I became introduced to the work of Willem de Kooning. It was back in college with his painting Gotham News. As they say, you could have knocked me over with a feather. I was familiar with abstraction and abstract expressionism in general but the timing was right for me to really “experience” it. The explosiveness, the energy, the power—it’s a feeling that I have taken with me and have never forgotten.

As far as current painters, there are also too many to mention but I do really like the work of Wesley Kimler   here in Chicago and Ruprecht von Kaufmann  in Berlin.

Some artists suggest that the studio is too private for them, that they require a social forum for their work. Does networking with other artists and developing community have much bearing on your life as an artist and if so, how does it inform your work and process?

I enjoy the solitude of  the studio but I do enjoy getting my work out—I want it to be seen. I interact with other artists but that doesn’t influence my work. The interactions are more about the art scene, gossip, news, etc. The community aspect of the art world is important. Artists should talk with each other more—share ideas, goals, dreams. etc.

Still Life With Yolk. Oil on canvas, 12″ x `16″ 2001.

I’m always curious about how painters are utilizing social networking. You have maintained a blog for a few years and offer interviews with other artists and you also post quite a bit on Facebook. I know painters who have been successful marketing their work online, even while they’re represented by a gallery. Have you explored some of these or other alternative ways to either exhibit or sell your work?

Another painter, William Dolan, and I started Neoteric Art  over 3 years ago. We consider it more like an e-zine. It’s a way for us to vent on a specific topic, give other artists a platform and most importantly it’s been a great way to meet others in the art world.  It has opened up doors. Neoteric Art was recently part of the Midway Fair here in Chicago, which was a really interesting event. We don’t use it to promote ourselves directly but it does help to get our names out there. Facebook is another way to meet others and do some soft promoting. You want to make sure that you don’t over use it though.

I have not sold any work via online networking yet but I do see that being a potential market one day very soon. I also know others who sell a lot of work online. I don’t see the gallery system being as bankrupt as recent discussions have eluded to but hey, whatever works to get the work out there.

This next question may dovetail with the previous one; are you able to make a living solely from your painting, or do you work a ‘day’ job?

I have a day job that I keep completely separate from my painting (though my day job is art related and I really enjoy it). It is extremely difficult to survive as a “real” painter. I commend artists that are able to do it. There is a lot of financial sacrifice that comes with the territory and even though I have a day job I still feel the financial stress myself.

Any immediate plans for exhibits and/or the next series of work?

I’m in line for an artist residency at the end of the year and some galleries are biting at the Hotel Room Paintings so things are going well. And as I have said I am somewhat in a transitional period with my work right now. I am going to lay off the “series” and just paint individual type paintings. A series may emerge…we’ll see. Let me put it this way…instead of painting a novel I will be painting short stories.

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