The Greenwich Village Easel and Environs Symbology Page.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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Painting of a Dream.

This was a guache painting of a dream I had about a huge steel statue that was about eighty feet tall.  They were wheeling it in on tracks to an enclosure and sending out an aluminum one the same size because it was raining.  There were loudspeakers declaring such in repeated announcements.

So I thought I would do a series of paintings about dreams I had.  I don't know what happened with that project, but I can say that as the year went on in school, I encountered more and more resistance to doing artwork.  The son of one of my mother's friends moved in for a while and other things came up.  It seemed that the greatest skill needed for an artist is to be able to shut everything out in order to get some work done.

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One of my hats from the army surplus store.

Well it turned out that I never used this hat until I brought my Honda 50 to New York City.  Then I began to be able to get around.  In the winters I wore this hat to keep my ears warm on the bike.  

Then the transit strike hit that lasted for several weeks.  The 50cc bike was so skinny that I could put put through all the traffic jams and get right back home even during a time when Mayor Lindsey had to walk to work!  Mayor may not.  When the jams got to obstructive, I shut off the motor and walked the bike on the sidewalk.

Notice the design on the bill of the hat.  That's how I signed my paintings.  It was faster than signing my name and I was working so fast I'd just slap the logo on and move to the next work.  It's from the family crest.  I don't really think we actually have one, you know, but dad spent a lot of bucks for the service and got something from the heraldry folks in England.  It was a woven chevron with three helmets, so I abstracted it to a chevron and three dots.  Any color.  On the hat you see it in cadmium red.  When I was in high school, I actually painted the whole thing on the doors of the Renault Dauphine.  Made the little bug look really classy.  I also put it on my helmet when I was in basic training in the army.  Nobody said anything.

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Silhouettes of the Whoopie Machine, featuring the Ply-Phylo Latch Board.

This was actually a small sculpture I made out of balsa wood and glue.  I was seeing what I could do with the finished object, so I named all the pieces in a technical sort of drawing.  And the main piece was a long, fork-like detachable element I still remember which I called the "Ply-Phylo Latch Board".  The pictures were made by placing the object on paper and spraying spray paint at it.  

I also did a natural sort of drawing of it called "Ranger Johnson Standing Next to a Naturally Occurring Ply-Phylo Latch Board".  

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A reproduction of a painting by Vincent Van Gogh

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