Mark G. Pearce

26 06 2015

One could describe me as an artist immersed in the practice of law. That kind of sounds like I’m drowning and about to go under, doesn’t it? A good friend described me as a lawyer with the soul of an artist. I think that sounds better, although the former description might be more accurate. While I enjoy the law, I struggle at fulfilling my desire to help bring beauty to the world. Art is my best vehicle to do this (or life raft, if we want to continue the metaphor). I strive to make my often competing passions complement each other for the bread and for the roses. I’ll let you know if I ever suceed.

I like this social consciousness. Everyday life. Heroic and interesting figures.





Elizabeth Olds

26 06 2015

Best known for her lithographs addressing social issues, Elizabeth Olds was committed to the idea that art is democratic and should be within the intellectual and physical reach of all the people. She was also an artist in residence at the Yaddo and McDowell artist’s colonies, lived on Long Island and moved to Florida in 1971.

She lived to the age of ninety-five and was born in Minneapolis and attended the School of Art there. Then she won a scholarship to the Art Students League in New York City, where she stayed three years and was much under the influence of her teacher, George Luks, and other Social Realists.





man in the yellow raincoat…

26 06 2015

man in the yellow rain coatby David Halliday





Homicide: Now and Then5

26 06 2015

I wrote this book of prose poems called Homicide: Now and Then, which sounded a bit like a hobby. But it was fun to write. Each poem described an actual murder with some license. Poetic license.   These are illustrations from that ebook. https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/27982

The Modern Era The Assassination of Louis DebrozoSMALLlife boat in the back of the headI Kept Hearing Voices In His HeadHit and Run 2





Jean-Michel Basquiat

26 06 2015

This is the last sort of art that I think I would have entertained as interesting. But Basquiat’s work is interesting. He doesn’t paint pictures so much as tell stories. There is information in his work, data, impressions of anger and sadness. These are like cave paintings. Or the early bible creations of monks. They assault you with a collage of data. Impressionistic in a non-visual way. A lot of what I see reminds me of Picasso. The sad thing is that this artist is dead. And his life has been romanticized. Which means his work could take second place to people’s curiosity about the artist. With his relationship with Warhohl and Madonna, he has achieved a cult following.

Jean-Michel’s early years were spent with his middle class Haitian father, Gerard, who was unable to fulfill his son’s need for nurturing and recognition. To fill the void, Jean-Michel hit the streets of New York at a young age where art became an outlet for his anger and empty childhood. Also known by the tag “SAMO,” Jean-Michel’s unique brand of graffiti was found throughout Manhattan as early as 1976. “His work from the first consisted of conceptual, enigmatic combinations of words and symbols, executed with the curt simplicity of a late Roman inscription”, according to Henry Geldzahler, longtime curator of twentieth-century art at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.’

I wrote about this artist a year ago. Upon reflection I like Basquiat’s work even more. There is of course a lot of courage in his work. If he’d been middle-class. But as a street kid I think he must have felt that this was the language he knew.