Color Pencil on Strathmore Paper Cut 14 x 11
After a long night sleep, you groan and rub your eyes and wonder what you could of done the night before to leave you in such pain that morning. You slide one foot, then a leg followed by another leg out and off the side of you bed in an attempt to slide or pivot yourself out from the warmth and comfort of your bed and into the real world. Finally giving into the reality of life, you lift your heavy head, roll it on the popping and cracks of your neck and with one last sigh, you put your feet down and lift your body up on your hands only open your eyes to see all too late that you are on an edge of a deep canyon.
Color Pencil on Strathmore cut 11’ x 14”
As he stands wearing his board shorts, his surfboard resting on his head, the surfer looks out at the ocean and dreams of the tall waves that that deserve to be ridden, the sea air in his face as he is splattered by a ocean mist. With the Allsea bridge behind him, Waldport at his back, the surfer looks at the ocean and dreams of waves large enough to actually ride.
Color Pencil on Strathmore Paper cut 11”x14”
As he listens to his girlfriend as she discusses and explains her day about the argument she had with one of her friends and how unfair and it seemed how her friend’s boyfriend had not listened to her, he looks passed her at the car pulling up beside them and says: “Uh-huh…”
After the death of his mother, Princess Diana, I could not help but sense how much rage could have been in the young prince William. Over the years, William has grown into a man that like his mother is willing to help everyone he can. The expression on his face, as he listens intensely at someone at what I can only guess as a polo match, is one of those edges of anger and passion that I foresaw in his youth.
There is a bond between he and his younger brother Harry that is one that comes from a loss of a parent where the idea of family shifts to looking out for one another. The brothers are friends that a serious presence when entering a room. Seriously, one interviewer mentioned that just the shear height of the two boys is enough to make one take a step back not to mention that they are the second and third in line for the crown of Englan
Color Pencil on Strathmore 11” x 14”
November 11, 2009 – 12 hours
The name of the alternative rock group Pearl Jam came from the introduction of their new singer. After the original singer of the Sub Pop band Mother Love Bone died of a drug overdose, the bassist and founder recruited a San Diego surfer named Eddie Vedder. After Vedder had covered the final formulation of the band and all original planned tracks for Mother Love Bone, he wrote a couple new songs as well. This plus a few other factors gave Vedder the ability to add his input into a new name for the group. The name was conceived as a band decision however it was fettered through Vader’s family. Vedder said that the name “Pearl Jam” was a reference to his great-grandmother Pearl, who was married to a Native American and had a special recipe for peyote-laced jam. (1) – Tim Benjam
(1) ^ a b Neely, Kim. “Right Here, Right Now”. Rolling Stone. October 31, 1991.
It should be noted that the color version of this portrait of Eddie Vedder was done 0n November 11 – 17, 2009 which are important dates both in the country of America and in my life span. The original sketch was done in 1996 and has spent close to to fifteen years in my portfolio. The revision came as I had grown uncomfortable with the light sketching style that was the norm of my life in the late nineties.
After stubbornness and the love of color in my art urged me to do a really refined portrait of Mr. Vedder. After smoothing out his hair and trying my best to recreate that slightly stained and faded coloring to his grunge style shirt, I started on the background of Red and maroon. Somehow Eddie Vedder will for ever be in a marron coloring in my mind. Blue and purple blotches began to arise and the idea of jam came to mind. In all it was a stones throw away from Pearl Jam’s name. Also Vedder in the place of Better stated that I felt this Eddie portrait was “A Vedder Jam.”
October 2, 2009
On a gloomy day in the beginning of October, I decided to go ahead and appear at the Rancho Bernardo Winery for their First Friday Art Walk, which is an art fair that happens every first Friday of the month. The previous First Friday I had cancelled due to the hundred and four degrees temperature and I did not wish anyone to die of a heat stroke. This First Friday the forecasters had planned for rain. Three drops of rain to a Californian is a downpour and in fact the average weather report from a local weather person is along the following:
“So, Weather Bob, what is the forecast like?”
“Fine, back to you.”
With that weather state of mind I decided that since I live in Southern California there would be no rain. The sun did not shine through the clouds and I parked in the farthest parking lot to unload my exhibit. Setting up my tables and grid walls I could not help but notice the parking lot twenty feet from where I was setting up. The first thought was that I would be the first booth to be seen and the second thought was why the hell did I not park there.
After re-parking and settling down for the evening around five in the afternoon, I noticed that the Art Walk, that went from five to nine that evening, had only four other booths with artists. By six that evening I had bought a mocha from a nice man with a broken finger and then two shakes to fight off the heart burn from the anxiety that no one has shown up for this event. By half past six the sun had gone down and still no one had appeared. The Café Merlot is a very nice restaurant only it is stationed at other end of the Winery and only those that would be finished eating and that parked where I parked would be walking by.
The sun going down at six in the evening did cause a different problem; I had no lighting to shine on my work in the dark. When I thought of my concept, I planned on being outside and using the sun for lighting or that the Winery would be slightly lit for the occasion however both theories were very wrong.
When no one else showed up for the event, we the artists discussed among ourselves what was going on in the art community. A much larger art show was planned for the next day and it was decided that that show made everyone skip this show to go to that show. Another reason was the three drops of rain that scared everyone indoors that evening. The Winery employees remarked on the lack of artists that are normally watercolor painters. The simple theory of their reason for a lack of appearance was brought up that rain and watercolor does not go well together.
Robert Francis “Bobby” Kennedy (November 20, 1925 – June 6, 1968), also referred to by his initials RFK, was an American politician. He was a younger brother of President John F. Kennedy and acted as one of his advisers during his presidency. From 1961 to 1964, he was the U.S. Attorney General.
After his election into presidency, his father, Joe Kennedy Sr., asked John F. Kennedy only one thing of his second oldest son and that was to have his third oldest son, Robert F. Kennedy be his Attorney General. Part of this request was to keep Joe Kennedy’s family in power as his youngest son, Ted Kennedy was to hold Jack’s Senate as soon as he was old enough and the second part of this thought was to keep F.B.I. director J. Edgar Hoover in check.
Robert F. Kennedy had a reputation to put up a good fight as he had in his experience as the chief counsel of the 1957–59 Senate Labor Rackets Committee under chairman John L. McClellan. In a dramatic scene, Kennedy squared off with Teamsters union President Jimmy Hoffa during the antagonistic argument that marked Hoffa’s testimony. Kennedy left the Rackets Committee in late 1959 in order to run his brother John’s successful presidential campaign. In fact when Robert started helping his brother, many had a sense that Robert would appear to be ready for a brawl.
Coming to a dead end of any ideas for a title for another Robert Pattinson portrait, I had to reflect that the first was of a humorous editorial of Pattinson’s hair, however the second was thought at first to be of his glare or his snarl of a pursed expression. The attention that “Robert Pattinson’s Unruly Hair” has had in an art showing has made me do another of him. I find myself becoming a Pop Artist more and more these days and have yet to fully come to terms with it.
I just so happen to have picked up the soundtrack to the film Twilight . That is, the album Twilight is made up of songs performed by various artists including Linkin Park, Collective Soul and a “Rob Pattinson.” Based on the song, “Never Think”, that Pattinson did for the soundtrack for his better-known appearance in, Twilight . The song has a Jack Johnson feel to it and does show some talent on the side of Pattinson.
A week after missing a day of work I received a phone call from work and almost had a heart attack. It was a friend, who just wanted to remind me that the next day was the art showing and I should arrive early for the setting up of the art exhibit. The gallery is a hallway converted for art to be exhibited. A row of stage lights lines the ceiling all along the passage way as well as a little bit around the corner. Arriving early with two bags of art, I walked through the entrance area and was asked what I was carrying. Decapitated heads was the snappy remark that came to mind, however I just said that it was a surprise.
The group that puts up the artwork at these displays are made up of six or eight women that each have a duty assigned to them and they all take part in hanging the artwork. There is one man that helps out and happily does so.
The group was glad to see my loot and me as so far only three others had submitted works. Incredible woodwork was already sitting at the base of the wall, woodwork of portraits of Picasso and the Three Stooges. Three photographs of great caliber and photo-shop knowledge also were submitted. A painting of a Chevy Impala was submitted, however I felt urped at the artist when he was asked what year was the classic car and he responded he did not know.
My art was placed along the wall for spacing and the pre-made labels were dispersed. When I signed up for the showing, I had put down a “Self-Portrait,” “Ladies of Grey Gardens” and about seven “Portraits” down in the forethought that I did know at the time which portraits I would submit. When I did bring out the portrait of “Robert Pattinson’s Unruly Hair” it was labeled, by a resident, as a self-portrait. I am not that full of self-disillusion.
The man hanging the pictures asked about the “Self Portrait” after I sorted the labels out and wondered which of the people in the portrait I actually was. It was not the nude Billie Joe Armstrong and it was not the sleeping River Phoenix, however when I did say that it was the man sitting in the middle as the focal point he observed that I shaved a few pounds off. Well, damn this is how I see myself.
The actual portraits of Billie Joe Armstrong had to share a pre-made label as I over did my number of entries by one.
The “White Sweater” was a choice of a quiet portrait. I left any explanation to none and I have not been asked whom the person was. No one would know who the person in the white sweater was.
The “Ladies of Grey Gardens” were received well however I did have to correct many, as they are perceived as men. I said that was going for a Michelangelo look to my women. This illustration and the Self Portrait did give an impression that I was a fan of the Lord of the Rings. This caught me off guard, as I did not do any intentional Lord of Ring art as a subject matter as I had five years prior with Frodo that still haunts the memory of many. However, one morning a guest did ask if I was a Lord of the Rings fan and I said yes. She stated that her son was as well. The fact that I had just bought a book on the Lord of the Rings artist Alan Lee who draws like I do and I tried to incorporate his style into my works at the time.
A last minute substitution was of “Some Call Me Tim” from John Cleese portrayal in Monty Python’s Search for the Holy Grail. The original choice for the show was “The Morning Stare” as I wanted a humorous art piece, however I had written explanation to go along with “Tim” and I wanted the exhibit to make people laugh.
A few days prior to the exhibit, I did “It’s not the Years, Honey, It’s the Mileage,” a portrayal of Harrison Ford as Indiana Jones from his last film. Done specifically for this showing, I did the portrait with the idea that most of the population from the
area would know who Jones is. In the end, it was Robert Pattinson’s portrait that caught everyone’s eye. In fact I had a bid for it on the first day.
Three weeks later since the showing started and all I heard was mostly about Pattinson and not a word about Jones. To quote the almighty Chuck Berry, “As for the old folks go / it just goes to show you never know.”