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The Pigeons of Winter 2013

Baz has been moving across and back from abstract to figures again. There will be pigeon paintings on canvas this winter. For a look at numbers 1 to 8, copy this link into your browser:

These eight are all mixed media on paper, 26” x 40,”  November and December 2013.  (The media are ink, charcoal, library chalk, and oils.)   We put number seven on a New Year greeting emailed to many friends.

Number 1
Number 1


Number 8
Number 8

Pigeons have been appearing in Basil King works ever since Mulch Magazine in 1970, when he photographed the flock living in the triangle behind old Cooper Union as well as single birds sitting on benches in Central Park. From the seventies on, pigeons do turn up.  This November 2013, he and I visited the Delacroix museum in Paris, which is simply Delacroix’s home and studio, nicely preserved.  A domestic and workspace setup of consummate elegance, simplicity, and grace.  And in his garden, yes, a pigeon.What show his 40 years of bird work would make!

The studio in Delacroix's back yard, Paris, 2013
The studio in Delacroix’s back yard, Paris, 2013
And one of the birds.
And one of the birds.












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Old Fence, New Fence

The old fence was OLD.  At least 35 years old…put up by Bob Wulbricht, a student of Baz’s from Thomas Jefferson College back in the late 1970s. Lanky, thoughtful, introverted Bob…printmaker, painter. Bob most of all loved his dog.  But he must have loved Baz too because he worked gratis as I remember. I’m sure we gave him a mattress to sleep on, a couple of meals, maybe Baz paid him a little.

We couldn’t keep the fence longer. In its last years I believe it stayed up thanks to its vines. It was a battlefield among morning glory, Virginia creeper and wild clematis, winter clematis some call it. A rampant autumn blooming offspring of Baz’s small hybrid Jackmanii Clematis.  Jackmanii blooms deep purple in early summer and is no match for these outlaws.

Old fence

In the final years, the mob was invaded by English Ivy as well.   And bulged as you can see in the raw struggle for real estate. Brooklyn vines!  Once gone – our yard seemed a yard wider.  Maybe it is.  Baz is without regret. But I’m glad I have a photo. For me there’s always a loss when things are repaired

New FenceBasil and his Jackminii this June.

Basil and his Jackmanii this June.