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Godfrey at Work on a Mermaid

This was after about half an hour with his tiny electric Stihl chain saw and Bruno’s large chisel and small adze. Wonderful art — carvings and paintings — have flowed from him all his life. I met him on the beach in Yelapa (south of Puerto Vallarta) in 1963, and he came back with us to Mill Valley in my 1960 VW bus (see a full account of him in Builders of the Pacific Coast). Ironic that the world does not know of him. I saw a painting of a sort of skull-like head by artist Jean-Michel Basquiat that was bought by a Japanese internet billionaire for over 100 million $ last week. Godfrey’s art is better than this. Go figure.

Paintings: https://www.godfreysart.com/godfreysart/Welcome/Pages/Paintings_%26_Drawings.html

Carvings: https://www.godfreysart.com/godfreysart/Welcome/Pages/Carvings_and_Sculpture.html#grid

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Lloyd and Bruno

Godfrey and I drove out to visit and spend the night with Bruno and Mecea. I hadn’t seen Bruno for 3 years. We had a shot of homemade calvados, then red wine with dinner of barbecued salmon with rice, yams, salad, piece of chocolate for desert. I slept on Bruno’s boat, Godfrey slept in the van. The next morning Godfrey took his mini Stihl electric chainsaw and Bruno’s small adze and large chisel and roughed out a mermaid on a log.

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Art of Godfrey Stephens

Check out Godfrey Stephens’ hashtags: https://abphy.com/hashtag/godfreystephens

I’m hanging out today in Victoria, BC, with my good friend Godfrey (we met on the beach in Yelapa, near Puerto Vallarts in 1964). He is in my mind one of the major artists in the world, but somehow relatively undiscovered. He’s a whirlwind of creative energy. More to follow. See writeup on him and his carvings and paintings in Builders of the Pacific Coast.

I’m at the start of a 3-week trip publicizing Small Homes: The Right Size. I’ll be in BC for 10 days, then on to Winnipeg, Toronto, then NYC.

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The Perfect Song and The Perfect Movie (From the Early '60s), All in One Day

Mr Postman, by the Marvelettes, 1961

I thought this was a Beatles song, but here is the original. The singing, the phrasing,

Way-yay-yay-yate Mr. Postman,

the enunciation, Dee-liver the let-ter, the sooner the bet-ter,

I’m just crazy about this song. It’s on a 3-disc  collection: She’s So Fine: The Rise of the Girl Groups, about 90 songs. The Chantelles, the Shirelles, the Bobettes, the Ikettes. I don’t know of any singing like this nowadays.

François Truffaut’s Jules et Jim, 1962

Then, last night I watched this, with 5 friends in a small cabin in the woods, and was stunned. Just an absolutely perfect movie, a masterpiece. It’s wonderful when a work of art can lift you into another realm.

I think I saw it about 50 (ulp!) years ago, but it didn’t hit me then. (The Surf Theater was a small theater out by the beach in San Francisco’s Sunset District that played foreign films in the ’60s. For us California kids, it provided a sophisticated and different view of art and the world: Goddard, Ingmar Bergman, Truffaut, Kurosawa…)

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