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本帖最后由 svnny 于 2009-11-25 21:36 编辑
貌似没在论坛看到过，如果重发了的话，大家忽视吧。
迈多次提过想建一座博物馆，请这个画师就是为纪念馆做壁画。我英文半桶子水，也不知道理解的准不准确，还请高手帮忙看下。
Nate Giorgio, artist
After years of working with Michael on private commissions that began in 1984, I lost touch with him for a while during the trials. He had moved away from Los Angeles and was busy raising his children, not really taking on too many projects. Just occasionally I would get a quick call and we would talk a little bit.
Then during the summer of 2008, I received an e-mail from Michael’s assistant asking if I could come to Las Vegas to talk about a new project. I thought Michael was still living in Europe or the Middle East so I was very happy to hear he was back in the States. I quickly put together a portfolio of some new art I was working on and flew to Las Vegas right away.
I walked into the house and Michael’s assistant brought me to a big games room to wait for Michael. After waiting 10 or 15 minutes I heard Michael’s footsteps and when I turned to face him I saw Paris, Prince and Blanket walking in with their dad.
“Nate!” Michael said.
“Man, it’s been too long,” I laughed.
“I know,” he replied.
Right away Michael introduced me to his children. I was so impressed at how polite, humble, and likeable all three of them were. Such great kids. Michael walked over and gave me a big hug as always. He wore his black fedora, black jacket, with a thin silk scarf around his neck. He looked good, and I could tell he was in a good mood, excited.
Flipping through my book he said, “I see you’re doing loose work, kind of like a Picasso style”.
I knew how much he loved detail in art so I explained how I was doing more figurative type work. This was how all of our meetings went — we always talked about drawing and painting. I asked if he was sketching at all. He said not as much as he would like. Michael and I sat down across from each other and he began telling me what he was up to.
“I’m back working,” he said. He looked around the room and waved his arms: “This is just temporary. I’m building this new place not too far from here. And I want you to do these huge paintings of me and the kids that will hang on all the walls.”
He said he saw a mural I did recently for Quincy Jones that he really loved. I knew Michael and I knew how much work this was going to be. He looked at me and must have noticed the expression on my face because he said, “You can do it… I need them huge, very large, on canvas”.
“Well, how big?” I asked.
He was pointing to the wall about 20 feet away. “You can come here and set your stuff up and paint, I want to see you work on the art as you go,” he said. “I want to document the entire thing.”
He told me how this new place was going to have all his awards and memorabilia for everyone to visit and look at. And all the walls he wanted covered in huge oil paintings and murals.
We exchanged numbers again and I said I would go back to Los Angeles and start working up some new ideas and sketches to show him. He wanted me to think of settings and themes that had a touch of history and also some sketches that would include him and his children in different settings.
Shortly afterward, Michael moved to a home on Carolwood Drive in Beverly Hills. I met with him several times from January to June. We would talk about different concepts for the new paintings. He would always have piles of the best art books on the coffee table for inspiration.
At these meetings he looked happy and wanted me to start right away on the paintings. I was also showing Michael how to hold a thick brush to sketch in ink and did a few sketches in a pad from this meeting, not realising they would be the last sketches I did of him.
At our last meeting at the Carolwood home, we talked about how we could arrange to take some photographs of Michael and the children to use for references on the new paintings. The first painting he wanted was himself walking in a deep forest with his children at his side under the bright moonlight shining down. I did a few very quick thumbnails and made some notes, and packed my things away.
I walked toward the beautiful foyer to leave. Hanging above our heads on the wall were a few very large oil paintings and I said, “Michael, we’ll do them this big, maybe bigger. I’ll see you soon”.
And as I turned to look back at Michael he was standing at the end of the long foyer. There was a slight pause and looking at me, smiling, he said quietly, “God Bless”. |
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发表于 2009-11-25 20:48:10
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发表于 2009-11-25 21:32:29
额！！！