This self portrait by artist Chuck Close is a standout from my childhood excursions to the Walker Art Center. I distinctly remember taking the bus to the museum with my sister when I was 7 or 8 years old. She always introduced me to all the things she loved. I remember that sense of awe I felt when she told me the enormous 107 1/2 x 83 1/2 in. image in front of me was a painting and not a photograph. And, I could not comprehend how someone could paint smoke that I swore I could smell.
If you are not familiar with Chuck Close here is a short write up of his career defining the change in his paintings after he lost the use of his arms and legs due to a spinal blood clot. Amazing and inspiring that he continues to paint holding the paintbrush between his teeth.
The reason I've had Chuck Close on my mind lately is that a few months ago I was listening to The Antique Road Show and a woman on the program had brought in her original Close painting that her husband had purchased from the artist in 1960 for eight dollars. It is called Man Walking and it is spectacular.
While searching for his paintings on line I also found an article about the original purchase of Man Walking it is a great story. Read about it here.
(I'm starting a new category in my posts called Sunday Stories...just me talking about some things I want to remember)