Words and pictures. Whatever happened during the week that I can remember. Occasional pleas for money. A new one every Monday.
I bought a voice recorder a couple months back and have been playing around with it. These are my first three efforts. First, a short written piece about jitneys.
Next, a debate with American Skin author Don De Grazia about a movie called Lowlife, which he somehow tricked me into watching.
I love listening to people talk but don’t know yet whether I have anything of my own to offer in the audio arena. I’ve enjoyed cutting and pasting bits and pieces of voices together.
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More next Monday,
p.s. I reviewed a brilliant and timely production of Frost/Nixon.
p.p.s. I shared the stage at the Hideout once with legendary photographer Art Shay and legendary artist/actor/poet Tony Fitzpatrick for an event which was billed as an evening with legendary Chicago artists. I took my sketchbook up on stage figuring I’d be lucky to get a solitary word in with those two legendary talkers on the mics. The surprise was that Tony barely got a word in either. The then-93-year-old Shay has never let a chance to hold forth pass him by. I just sat back and tried to catch a likeness of the man doing his thing.
Now he’s gone, no doubt busy telling St. Peter or whoever the gatekeeper is if there’s a hereafter, about his times knocking about the slums of Chicago with Nelson Algren or about his time fighting in Nazis in World War ll or about how much he loved his wife. With his passing one more link to the legends of the 20th century has been severed.
RIP Art Shay
All images: Dmitry Samarov
Originally published in Dmitry Samarov’s Pictures & Blather here.
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Dmitry Samarov paints and writes in Chicago, Illinois.
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