Saturday, February 20, 2010

Mary Hambleton - The Brilliant Painter, The Lovely Woman


Welcome back Dear Readers.

It always seems that we are 

losing too many fine artists.
      Last year for example, 
one of my favorite pianists,
Alicia de Larrocha
passed away.
Now who's going to serenade me with 
Mompou's Impresiones Intimas?

The great Jazz player, 
composer, conductor, educator,
and author of 
George Russell
left this Earth.
Dear Dodo
Merce Cunningham 
is gone too.


 closer to home,
a friend of mine,
after a courageous,
years long battle     
with cancer

Mary Hambleton
was quite a brilliant painter, 
a lovely woman, Mother, and Wife.

I will miss all of these great artists.

Elements of a Periodic Table

This posting 


Global Around Town 

contains some of Mary's works 

and a few images that may have inspired

and humored 


Dot Calm
It just never seems fair 
when we lose such great artists. 
Particularly when they are so young.

Nine Dodos

Game Plan
Hard Rain
"And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son ?

And what did you hear, my darling young one ?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world

I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'

I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall."

Blue White Dodos
4 Blue Dodo

Waiting for the Miracle

A note here from Mary's husband Ken Buhler
            Painter Mary Hambleton was diagnosed with advanced melanoma in June of 2002. For 6 plus years she defied the odds, living a full life though a challenging one, mounting several one-person shows, teaching, traveling and receiving a Guggenheim, two Pollock-Krasners, a Gottlieb, and a Fellowship to Ballinglen Foundation in Ireland. She died on January 9, 2009.

           Her work chronicled her journey of living with the disease, starting with the introduction of images of extinct species into her once abstract work, and later images from the innumerable scans of her body. Mary never let her illness define her, but chose to define it instead by transforming it into art. As her own energy waned, she took the scans of the disease that would ultimately take her, and she turned those into striking and profound images. In that sense, she had the last word, because her body of work is a living, poignant reminder of who she was.

(Many thanks to my Dear Friend, Mary's husband Ken Buhler, for his contribution. )


  1. A beautiful tribute to Mary Hambleton and her work, David. I'm sad to hear of her death. The opening piece, Lotus, is brilliant.

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