Over the summer I encountered a woman so stunning that I couldn’t look away. It happened at the Majestic Theater on Broadway. I was there with my wife watching Phantom of the Opera on a hot, sticky June night. At intermission Lydia headed for the ladies room. I went the opposite direction in search of a cold beverage and some pretzels, my mind preoccupied by the scene of the deformed genius Erik kidnapping Christine Daae in hopes that she’d fall in love with him.
Painting by: Ed Vebell
I like looking at the world through other people’s eyes. To a certain extent, that’s my job. But I’m also hopelessly curious. I just want to see.
Lately my curiosity has been on steroids, thanks to an artist I’ve gotten to know. Artists by nature tend to see things that most of us miss. But the artist I’m about to introduce you to has a way of turning paint brushes and pencils into instruments of light.
I met him the way I meet so many strangers – by following my nose. One afternoon I found myself in Westport, CT, once home to some of the greatest American illustrators of the past century. My son Tennyson was with me and he has an interest in art. So we ducked into the public library to check out an exhibit featuring local illustrators. I was surprised to find a painting of Brigham Young leading the Mormon pioneers across the Plains.