Norm Van Maastricht, Jerry Garcia’s Early Bluegrass Collaborator, Passes Away.

Hello from Norm’s “Webmaster” as he called me. At some point I’ll post my “How I met Norm and built a rudimentary website for him to blog on” story. I have notes somewhere….

I will keep this site up until the next person (Grateful Dead Archives?) takes over. I do not know his family, unfortunately.  I can be contacted here.

From the web:

In July of 2018, the official Jerry Garcia account posted on social media that Norm Van Maastricht passed away over the weekend. Van Maastricht was a longtime friend and collaborator of Jerry Garcia, with the two first meeting in Dana Morgan‘s music shop in Palo Alto, CA. Once acquainted, the two went onto play together in Hart Valley Drifters, a bluegrass band also featuring famed Grateful Dead lyricist Robert HunterNew Riders of the Purple Sage co-founder and guitarist David Nelson, and Ken Frankel.

Most recently, Van Maastricht and the Hart Valley Drifters were included on the Before The Dead box set, which compiled rare (many, previously unreleased) recordings of Jerry, showcasing his early beginnings before the Grateful Dead. Additionally, in 2016, the Hart Valley Drifters released an album, Folk Time. Derived from a lost recording from 1962, the album featured a recording of the band on Stanford University’s KZSU’s Folk Times program. After a student who had produced and recorded the session found them 46 years later in 2008, the album eventually got its official release in 2016.

Van Maastricht also was an author, publishing a book in 2016 titled Paul Yandell, Second to the Best: A Sideman’s Chronicle—a book about the life and experiences of the Kentucky-born guitar player who became a sideman for Jerry Reed and Chet Atkins. Van Maastricht also published an extensive essay on his website following Jerry Garcia’s death, which featured his reflections on the famed Grateful Dead guitarist, though he noted “Jerry and I, while never ever having bad words, had drifted apart over the years due to vast differences in lifestyles.” Throughout his life, Van Maastricht continued to play, teach, and perform music.

When you read the Reflections on the Garcia page – one can only smile knowing that Jerry’s official account, in the end, remembered Norm.

Somebody, PLEASE, make that PDF story a movie.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rest in peace, Norm.

The Model


This lovely lass turned out to be my most important model now that I think about it. Certainly the one I photographed most.
She would patiently do whatever I asked when I was learning to use my first Nikon camera and some of the shots of her are the best I have ever taken.
Since my paintings used photos for a base it was natural that she was the focus of several attempts.

I believe I made at least four paintings of her. Some came out well… some did not.

I actually sold two that were based on her. She is the only real person, as in ‘person I actually knew’ that was the subject in any of the paintings I have actually sold to date.

This is one of my most commented on paintings when people see a photo of it. It is her head superimposed on a model from an ad I saw in a Cosmo magazine. She did not actually pose for this painting…I’ve never seen her unclothed. But it’s a good capture, I think…

It’s beautiful, to tell the truth…

Even if I do say so myself…

From The Bar ~ Chantilly Lace

websizeAnother segment of a project The Rise and Fall of a Saloon In The Latter Part off The Twentieth Century. These excerpts are not chronological. In fact very little logic prevails… Some of them might even be true…

   Hiring Crew
Job Focus:
The perfect customer space:
A clean table
A clean Ashtray
One drink
One dry napkin
No dead glasses

My Crew Rules were simple:
No drugs or drunkenness on the Job.
Wear What You Want…you know what Looks Good on you…
Gawd HELP you if you show up with chipped nail polish.
“Check your dip.”
Leave Your Lover Home. Don’t Let Your Lover Loiter.

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From The Bar ~The Face On The Barroom Floor~

Another segment of a project The Rise and Fall of a Saloon in the Latter Part off The Twentieth Century. These excerpts are not chronological. In fact very little logic prevails…

The Face On The Barroom Floor…

Actually, that’s a poem by Hugh Antoine D’Arcy.

This is more about the face on the barroom ceiling.

One of the Bartenders had an interesting idea, one he had seen at another bar somewhere down the road.

The ceiling at The Bar was made of simple twelve inch tiles of pressed paper. His suggestion was to buy new tiles and give them to the customer’s to decorate and put the results on the ceiling, replacing the old ones as we went along..

This went over very well. For every ten tiles passed out we would get six back. The missing tiles usually consigned to closets and are probably still there waiting to be decorated. Some were quite spectacular. One was a four tile masterpiece of a Japanese style tiger.

One was another four tile creation reminiscent of the sixties psychedelic hippie artwork. Continue reading “From The Bar ~The Face On The Barroom Floor~”

My Paintings…an Array…

A friend, Troy Weidenheimer, and I had an email exchange and he, being a talented man, told me about his work primarily in oil paintings. He posted a link to his site and I saw and liked what I saw.
Which put me in mind of photo friends I knew who had created “albums” accessible to the public to share their wares so I looked around and found a trove of my watercolors I made during my Barney Steels days.

There was a Certain Painting I saw and was forced to look at due to its placement that so offended me I said “I can do better than that.” and commenced working on my dormant drawing skills.

To shorten the saga I will say I disliked the idea of oil painting because of its inherent odor and messiness and went for watercolor. It helped that this was Alberto Vargas’ medium too. I also focused strictly on women, using photographs in lieu of live models although I did pay one lass who had a perfect figure a modelling fee to come and stand naked in front of me while I looked closely at the Female Body Assembly which is a subtly elusive thing to catch on paper.

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