At long last, I’m offering Giclee prints of paintings I showed at the Woodstock Festival of Music and Art in 1969, as well as some later paintings. These are museum-quality high-definition prints on archival paper. I’m working out the logistics with some firms that specialize in fine art reproductions. They won’t be available till January,… [Read More]
It’s the end of the world as we know it–so we might as well party
Back in the early 1960’s, I never imagined I’d live to turn 30. The threat of nuclear annihilation loomed over the planet. In high school, I’d been subjected to those ridiculous drills when we crouched under our desks, as if that would somehow save us from Communist bombs raining down and incinerating us. In my… [Read More]
My Woodstock paintings to be featured at NYS Museum
“Woodstock in History and Memory”—that’s the name of the panel I’ll be on as part of Researching New York 2019: A Conference on New York State History on Saturday, November 23 from 1:00 pm to 2:30 pm at the New York State Museum. I’ll be showing photos of the paintings I brought to the original… [Read More]
Requiem for the Fiftieth Anniversary of Woodstock 1969
Whew! All the brouhaha about the fiftieth anniversary of the Woodstock Music and Arts Fair is slip sliding away. I spent much ofAugust obsessed with trying to prove I was there with my paintings. To some extent I succeeded, but my efforts haven’t yet brought me the fame and fortune I was pining for. Nonetheless,… [Read More]
Woodstock 1969, Part III: Requiem for the spirit of 1969
I published this post on August 12, 2009, as the third in my series on the Woodstock Festival. I’ve changed the dates on all three posts so that they’ll appear at the top of my blog menu, but other than that I’ve left them unchanged. Stay tuned by subscribing so you won’t miss my 50th… [Read More]
Woodstock 1969, Part II: Stuck in the muck for 16 straight hours of music
The cliff hanger ending of the first post in my 1969 Woodstock Festival saga left me standing next to my paintings at the art show on the hilltop a couple of hundred yards from the stage, early on Friday evening. Country Joe McDonald was playing by then, and I’d just come face to face with… [Read More]