40 years ago, i spoke with jeffrey catherine jones when i took the photo above at the 1971 Seuling Convention in NYC. i wanted to converse at length but discerned a polite hesitancy and didn't pursue it. the impression i had was that jones was a fairly private individual, and notably polite about it.
jones' influence on my work has always been there but ever greater over time... thank you JCJ, for those few minutes of talk and all your works.
"The artist does not see things as they are, but as he or she is." - Alfred Tonnelle
Since hearing the news that Jeffrey Catherine Jones passed away yesterday (May 19, 2011), I keep coming back to one thing; I'll never again be able to refer to her as "my favorite living painter". That's a change I never thought I'd have to make. A simple one, but still tough.
I will miss Jeffrey greatly. Her life's work awakened something wonderous in me many years ago, and I owe her a debt of gratitude.
Marvin Gaye said, and I'm paraphrasing the hell out of it, "If one is a true artist, their singular goal is to open the minds of men and women". With Jeff, we've most certainly witnessed the passing of a true artist.
That's all I got for now, I guess. The real stuff is in the show. And trust when I say Dwight's story is the one. Listen for that! I envy him for having that brief, but moving exchange with Jones. And at the same time, since it happened to my man, I get to share in it, too. So really, I'm good.