May 31, 2025
Maybe twenty years ago, my old studio mate, Edmundo Mell visited me in Cave Creek.
I took him up the ladder in my upstairs morgue area, opened the trapdoor and, on the roof top deck I showed him the Sonoran Desert vista to our north. He took a photo of the view which he later painted as "The Mountains of Cave Creek." This is a detail from that painting, a close up on Sugarloaf.
Ed also took a photo of me up in the Crow's Nest, as we call it, and I used his photo on the back of my last Billy book:
Recently, I realized my obsession with the Sonoran vaquero hat style—and, or, the mountain butte version—would be a cool logo for my Western stories.
And, by the way, the hat style and the butte monikers take their name from the shape of a loaf of sugar, which was created in the form of a rounded cone, the most common way of distributing sugar until the late 19th century.
In Other Loafing News
Someone I know who really despises my artwork called me a "childish finger painter" and just to prove that point, here is my art desk this morning before I cleaned it:
"Green-eyed lady, passion's lady
Dressed in love, she lives for life to be
Green-eyed lady feels life I never see
Setting suns and lonely lovers free. . ."
—Sugarloaf, 1970
"Somebody....." Has terrible taste. I likes you work velly velly much!
ReplyDeleteI'm relieved that you took a photo before you cleaned your art desk. Because I think this is a work of art, too.
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