KEN KESEY ART EXHIBIT OPENING AND RECEPTION
SATURDAY, MAY 22, 2004
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With an early four pm start, plenty of daylight to mingle outside the gallery. Zane brought his dipping bucket and paints and lots of objects to dip, making dippy art on the spot and allowing the kids to sell the items, make some money.
Adding a touch of class to the show, classmates from South Eugene High School dropped by on their way to the prom.
Of course the formal wear drew lots of attention. Pete Helzer, the sculptor who did the Kesey statue downtown. Ken M. and Hagen, putting their heads together. And George Walker, enjoying the show within the show.
Eileen is pointing out a dominant feature on the bus to Geneva Kesey, Ken Kesey's mother. Paul Zimmon, skypilotclubber from Portland, listens in. And Geneva, emphatic as only a mom can be. "That bus . . . "
INSIDE THE GALLERY
The piece de resistance or the main attraction, is the artwork from Kesey's Jail Journal. He first did the art on what are called pacer boards (furnished by his brother Chuck, slick card stock used as a promo for a defunct slot car pacer) in jail in 1967. When Kesey returned to Oregon later that year he set up shop in a trailer parked on his farm and turned it into a studio and added on to the collages with writing and drawings and more pasted materials.
Viking Press brought out the jail journal last november but the book wasn't big enough to show the artwork in all its glory, for they are big panels, twenty some in all. The remainder of the art exhibit consists of more Kesey drawings and sketches and paintings and collages done during his lifetime; a fraction of the total in his his archives. He was a tremendous artist and some of his best work in the show is from the sketches he made on his trip to Eygpt for Rolling Stone. Hopefully this exhibit will tour the country and the rest of the world.
Zach and Liz checking out the journals with Eileen and Faye Kesey, Ken's wife, in the background. More prom kids show up in all their fine clothes.
Three Keseys. Faye, Ken's wife. Geneva, his mom, and Sue, his sister in law, married to Chuck.
On a stage at one end of the main room sits the thunder machine, waiting, while Adam fills the room with melodious music and Zane and George tune up.
The ol' Capn blowsing hot licks with George keeping up on the axaphone.
Pat Mackey, Robert Devine and M.G., outside, end of the reception, the bus ready to roll but oh my do not roll over that motorcycle like Kesey did one time, a whole row of them. The bikes, the Free Souls, were parked outside the old coffeehouse on Willamette Street and Kesey drove up in his dad's camper, just back from a trip, nudged the first bike and they all went down, like the domino theory.
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