Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Behind The Silk Screen.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jRB5eq3kxr0

Art I, high school, 14 years of age, 9th grade.
I didn't really get to know him, aside from this class. I never saw him outside of the class, and I think I recall he was a senior (therefore, his last year). He was a young colored man; tall and decent looking. Excuse my interpretation of "colored" - as I do not recall his heritage and I even think he was possibly an exchange student or not originally from the States
at all. He and I were esteemed critics of one another in our art. He was soft spoken and we always had a good conversation. For someone of my age and intelligence it was difficult to have a decent conversion between classmates. Yet, he was strikingly intellectual. I valued it, it was priceless as no other person was able to provide me with the intellectual stimuli that I needed. I even remember exactly what he looks like and what he was wearing the day he presented me his final piece, wanting me to have a copy. But I can not remember his name. But, I had his artwork. Unfortunately, I no longer have his artwork as of current. Not that it is unfortunate, but I framed and gave it to my boss to hang in his office. Which I assume it is still there. I do not recall if I exchanged my piece with him, as we had made several copies of our silk screen study. I placed mine on a t-shirt, which got presented on the wall of awards for the year (I didn't win an award for it, but my concept was an embraced theme). If my memory serves me, his piece was on that wall as well.


For his distinct character and brain power it only suited him for his study to be an idol/mentor of his. He even hoped that one day he could have a talk show himself. His silk screen study was a portrait of Rush Limbaugh. The reason this young man's art is in my former bosses office, was that everyday at 14:00 I was subjected to listen to Rush, as my boss was an avid listener. Everyday at 14:00, I thought of my long ago friend. Therefore, framing the study given as a gift and hanging it on the wall in the office. Constant reminders of my first true intellectual friend and art critic. I had wished today to have become solid friends with this person, to learn and share over the years. With his intelligence and will power, he would have grown up to be a lawyer or doctor, or even a talk show host on politics. He most assuredly went to college, no doubt. Maybe he even met Mr. Limbaugh in passing. I smile for him, and hope one day we might have the opportunity to meet again.

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