Martin Luther King, Jr. Weekend Celebration.

Back in 1970, while I was still in the Art Department of Philly's KYW-TV3, I was asked to design sets for a "Special" we were doing about the recent history of the Civil Rights Movement.

This is the image I did depicting Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., and Mahatma Gandhi.

Last year I did this drawing at the Zion Baptist Church, in Ardmore, PA during a rousing and rocking
"Unity Day Service," shared by the church, and two local Jewish Temples; Beth Am Israel and Main Line Reform. This year I joined my friend Nancy and her daughter Rachel, singing in the choir. Although a long ago lapsed Catholic, I do consider myself very spiritual, and I do love to sing, which we did on Friday evening and Sunday morning. I'll be looking forward to doing it again, this time next year.

Here are more images from the set designs done for the History of the Civil Rights Special, in 1970.
I used the profile of the young Black man as a recurring theme throughout the series.

Police dogs and Billy Cubs used on protesters.

Stokely Charmicael, Black Power, James Meridith shooting.

The murders of Medgar Evers and Emmett Till in Mississippi.

Hymn 4 Her's Three Month Tour.

If you have been following my blog since its' inception, by now you might have the feeling my branch of the Ternay clan is a bunch of Gypsies.

...and you would be right. It is especially true of my son Pierce and his mate in the band, and in life, sweet Maggi Jane...and of course, their daughter, Diver.

On January 5th they all piled into their van, with friend Gret as resident Nanny, and Pokey the Band Dog...to embark on a three month tour of the U.S., in true Gypsy style.

But before they left, they had one final fun local gig, at the "Grape Room," in Philly's Manayunk section.
This drawing is from my sketchbook.

Opening for Maggi and Pierce was a very talented and animated performer, " Le Roy Montana."
Great head, flowing mane and scarves; how could I resist?! Too bad I was working in pen and ink, 'cause
this guy was very "colorful."

As usual, I delighted in attempting to capture the variety of wonderful fellow fans at the bar, including my
hero, Batman. OK, so it's not really the man, himself.

I got so caught up drawing the performers and patrons across the bar that I didn't notice this beautiful
and so talented and famous Philly Rapper, "Schooly D," sitting next to me, waiting to go on.  

And here are Maggi and Pierce, as they were playing their final gig in Philly, for quite awhile.
Happily, they are getting RAVE REVIEWS on the tour, and tonight they play in New Orleans,  then
they head for Texas, and New Mexico, etc. Check out their website for their whole tour schedule.
They will return just before Diver's Birthday, on April 4th.
You can see them performing a few nights ago, in Nashville, below. ENJOY!



Hymn for Her 2011 01 11 Basement Sea from Kevin Kaz on Vimeo.

Holiday Traditions.

When I was a young South Jersey farm boy, one of our favorite annual traditions and adventures was to head
out to the woods with my brothers, Bob and Frank, to find and chop down our Christmas tree.

Two weeks ago my son Will and I drove down to those same woods, to look for this past year's tree.

I just wanted a little one, of modest dimensions. We soon settled on a lone Cedar, at the edge of the field.
I liked its' "Charlie-Brownish" demeanor.

One of the other traditions our family of artists and musicians has had, is to make as many of the gifts, as possible. Here I am working on an oil portrait of Stevie Nicks, my brother Frank's favorite singer.

He loved it.

For our sweet Maggi, son Pierce's partner, I finally fulfilled a promise to repair, and repaint, an old Japanese
folding screen that she'd grown up seeing, in her Grandmother's bedroom.

She loved it.

And for my dear friend and Muse, Nancy, I Photoshopped, enlarged, and framed a favorite picture of her
with her sister Robin.

She also loved it.

For my three sons, Will, Pierce, and Mason, I cleaned up some old family photos, including this one of
their mom, Louise, twirling her fire baton.
We all loved it, especially  the graphic color and pixellation.

And finally; since Christmas is for kids...no matter what the age, here's my granddaughter Diver, helping her
Daddy, Pierce, trim our little South Jersey Christmas tree. It was a great holiday.

Happy New Year to you, one and all!





 










 

Vandalizing the Barnes Foundation.

Anyone who appreciates Art, and lives in the Philadelphia area, surely has heard of the fabled Barnes
Foundation, and its' massive treasure-trove of  Impressionist and Post Impressionist Art.

For the past two years or so, I have been contributing "Cartoons of Protest" to the Friends of the Barnes, the group of concerned citizens attempting to keep the collection from moving to Philadelphia. Here is one of my
initial cartoons, showing the "Money Hole" the planned move has become. Money that could have been used to preserve the Foundation at its' beautiful original site, in Lower Merion, Pennsylvania.

Here is a daily view I've had of the Barnes Foundation for the past forty years or more. A few weeks ago my
morning jog was interrupted when I saw the sign protesting the move, across the street from the Barnes, had
been sprayed with bright red paint!

My first reaction was to laugh, as I looked at my huge cartoon depicting a concerned Dr. Barnes, and various
artists whose paintings are in the collection, each peeking through the drips of paint.

Here is the original cartoon, before the spray-painting. When I eventually found out the Barnes had had their Annual Holiday Party for donors the day before, the artist in me knew there was another cartoon that had to be done. 

And here is my response to the act of vandalism to our sign, and my cartoon. Events depicted here are, of
course, purely a "pigment" of my imagination.

Ironically, the zealot who felt threatened by our message, and emboldened by darkness, has created a visual metaphor for the even greater act of vandalism that is being perpetrated on the legacy of  Dr. Barnes, and one of the world's most important collections of Art.

In its' present state of colorful vandalism, the sign now sends a much more powerful message than any cartoon I could have come up with.
But I'll keep trying!
http://www.barnesfriends.org/files/art_of_steal.html

The Trials of John du Pont.

John du Pont, great-great -grandson of  the founder of the world famous chemical company, was one of the wealthiest men in American history to be found guilty of murder.

This past Thursday du Pont was found dead, just before 7 a.m., in his prison cell. He had been serving a 13 to 30 year sentence for the 1996 murder of  Olympic gold medalist wrestler, David Schultz, in 1996.

During my more than 40 years as a television courtroom artist, the du Pont trial was one of the most sensational. Sometimes I take my "Artist's Eye," and envision the view from another part of the courtroom.
In reality, artist Susan Schary and I were  seated in the upper left of this image, drawing furiously.

The month long trial was presided over by Judge Patricia Jenkins.

Most of the psychiatrists testifying agreed  that du Pont suffered from paranoid schizophrenia. During the trial one of the people who worked on his estate told me, "If you're rich, and have mental problems, you're not
considered crazy, just "eccentric."

Those of us who do courtroom art usually find ourselves sitting on the far side of the courtroom, away from the defendant, so we can at least get a "profile." view. As a result we are near the family of the victim.
This is my drawing of the family of David Schultz, who were incredibly stoic, while "bearing witness" for their son and husband, during the trial.

In this close up of an unfinished image, you can see the process I go through to create my paintings. First I rough it all in with pencil, then do the ink drawing with a "Sharpie" pen, followed by watercolor.
About 40 minutes from start to finish. I love trying to capture the ambiance of the really old County
Courthouses.

John Du Pont was found guilty of murder, but mentally ill. David Schultz's father said, after the verdict,
"I did forgive the man for what he did. I never forgave the act."

Sargent, Portraits, and Me.

Supposedly John Singer Sargent's definition of a painted portrait was; "A picture of someone in which
there is something not quite right about the nose." Well, for the past month and a half I have been wrestling
with getting noses, teeth, rocks, folds, flesh, etc, to look like there is nothing wrong with the way in which
I have depicted them, in a commissioned portrait.

Back in the middle of the summer, I took the "Bolt" bus to New York City, to discuss the working procedure
and other aspects of creating a double-portrait of my subjects.


As usual on long bus rides, I passed the time secretly sketching my dozing fellow passengers.

My clients live on the Upper West Side, in one of those beautiful, old, and historic "Brownstones."



Although the interior of their home would have been fun to include as a background for the portrait,
they chose instead to be painted out in their quiet garden, where they spend most of their  time
during the spring and summer. This was a "test shot;" one of many I took on my first visit.

The following week I took many many more photos of them, and the details in their garden, to refer to
once I returned to my studio to do an initial but rough sketch, in the same size as the final portrait, for their
comments.

After their approval, I did an even more detailed sketch, this time to pin down every element of the painting,
before transferring the drawing to the canvas. In this detail, you can see the "code" I came up with, to guarantee getting the darks (B) and the halftones (H) where they actually were, in the rock wall. 

With the drawing in reverse on my lightbox, I once again went over every line, this time with a soft pastel pencil, then flipped the drawing into position onto the canvas...and traced everything one final time,
then sprayed the drawing with a "workable" fixative. (whew!)

Finally, I actually get to lay out my colors, and start painting. My goal is to keep moving around the canvas,
getting all the values and colors right, so they will function as a FOIL, for the main stars of this pictorial
event, my clients, who I leave to the very end.

Taaa-taaaaaa! After about 3 weeks of painting, I am satisfied with the final portrait, and I feel I captured
the likeness of my clients, and their environment. The BIG question, of course, is whether they will agree?

This past Saturday I once again made the trip up to New York City, and delivered the painting.

My clients/friends LOVED IT. We celebrated with  a relaxing and delicious brunch, and I ended my day in New York over on the east side of Central Park, where there is a wonderful showing of the "Impressionist" paintings, of the Master himself,...John Singer Sargent.

John Ebersberger's Portrait Workshop.

The majority of the paintings you've seen on my blog so far have been landscapes, in oil or watercolor.
But during my career as an Artist I've continued to be fascinated by painting people, whether as a Courtroom Artist, in my sketchbooks, and in my portraits.

Three weeks ago I took a two-day Portrait Workshop in Annapolis, MD, at the Maryland Hall for the Creative Arts. The instructor was John Ebersberger, holding the white block (above.)

John is a nationally known and respected painter and teacher, and I jumped at this opportunity to study with
him,  and to bring with me my  "Beginner's Mind" for what I knew would be an informative workshop.

 John is dedicated to passing on the painting concepts of "Impressionism," as taught by Charles Hawthorne and Henry Hensche, of  the Cape Cod School of  Art. Here John is showing us the layout of his palette of colors.

 In his demo on the first morning, John emphasized  the importance of doing lots of "Squinting," and focusing on  laying in the masses of the big shapes, ignoring details in the final portrait until the later stages. Here he is doing a quick color study, that preceds the actual portrait.

 There were two models in each of the two studios, each enveloped in the simple beauty of north light.
Here is my initial very rough color study. I was having a ball being a student again!

 During the model's "breaks," John would make various points about form, drawing, and Impressionist color, using his own, and other artist's originals, as examples.

 Here is a finished "demo" of John's, all done with a palette knife.

 And here; a quick charcoal sketch, to make a point about the structure of the model's eye.

 Here is my unfinished portrait, definitely a "work-in-progress," at the end of the day on Sunday. None of us came with the intention of doing "finished" portraits; just many "starts." John did his critiques, we scraped passages out, re-painted, focused on getting those "masses," and ultimately, the subtle shifts of color within.

 Finally; a beautiful demo by the Master, Henry Hensche, owned by John.
I got exactly what I wanted from this workshop. A chance to loosen-up, to meet other artists with like interests, and to be exposed to John's thoughts on Art and Portraiture. Now; to put it to use in my own paintings, and teaching.