Who is Norman Raeben?
Stumbling in a dark cave but wanting to explore my roots I took it upon myself to learn everything I can about Yiddish, especially culture, last year and that is when I created my book list and choose Sholem alechiem as the first, and found... The Adventures of Motel. A funny read full of the character of the first generation immigrant Jews... My grandparents tribulations.
So I choose another title and then flipped back to Wikipedia. I read a little bio on this esteemed author and found he wrote Teve the Milkman... To us "fiddler on the roof"! I was blown away and immediately bought this title...
But I read on... He had 8 kids, the youngest taught painting in New York. Alarm bells rang. As to be the child of an author of this caliber meant the child would be extraordinary. So I followed that link and met Norman Raeben, on of your teachers.
...and I read the story of Bob Dylan which sealed it... I now need to know everything about Norman as this is the kind of story that most interests me. A single individual that can change the world through art... A perfect role model.
... So I look a little further and find a few more links and stumble upon a student of the master who happens to live in Miami... I live in Fort Lauderdale. Her name is Carolyn Schlam and she was a student of Norman as well. I wonder if she is in the picture on your web site?
I know this is a long message but I could not help myself to tell a little tale.

I
found this image on www.dianapostel
web
site. She is a wonderful artist and was a student
of Norman Raeben. Please click on her name to see
her work you will be in the presence of great
work! She is a master.
Here is another image from Diana's web site showing a
class of Norma's Students.

City Scape
While in Architecture school I stumbled upon Pablo Soleri, and more importantly Arcosanti an experimental city in the desert of Arizona. He represents the ideal to me.
As a man he is showing what is possible while building a dream. the dream is a kind of like a space ship crashed on earth. All the living quarters are tight with a severe focus on energy efficiency thus leaving the land open and natural. No cars in the city.
City Scape, Acrylic on Canvas, 1978, 5' x 4' (apx)
Shoosty
Self Portrait
Self
Portrait in a mirror with my daughter looking on. Her
drawing somehow got on my board.
Oil on Canvas board. 12" x 12" Shoosty January 2001
In a style like Chuck Close notable differences are
the almost totem pole surface qualities and the size.
Chuck works very large and this image is almost
jewel-like being small.
Here is another one a few more years back:
Self
Portrait, 14" x 12", apx 1980 Oil on Canvas, Shoosty
This one is in the style of Guaguin. Being that he
had great color sense and was a role model for
running away to a South Pacific Island and living a
bohemian life it seemed fitting. No kids, not married
and vision of living on an island with exotic people
and canvas.. too bad Paul Gauguin had a wife and
children and basically abandoned them to create
immortality. I love his work but at what cost. He
sold his soul and his families soul to follow a path
he probably could not have stopped. Warning -
Painting is addictive!
Here is one even earlier, back in high school:
Ink on
Paper, 14" x 12", 1974, Shoosty
This was done in 11th or 12th grade. I moved from New
Jersey with strong interests in Science and Math and
came to Florida discovering Fine Art.
Metaphysical Still Life
On a new thread - 2008
Happy New Year 2008.
On a roll to find a New set of books today, Jan. 1st
2008 I went back to a novel I read in 2007 called
"The Adventures of Motel" written by a Jewish author
in the original form of Yiddish, his name now
emblazoned as one of the best of the genre is Sholom
Aliechem. As it turns out he also wrote the very
famous story turned into a movie "Fiddler on the
Roof". Well, I found my small read and made a
purchase but somehow something caught my eye,
actually is was a "twist of fate" since I can't spell
worth beans I first stumbled upon
Sholom Alechem
the Israel national song and pondered where is my
author so I went to Wikipedia and she straightened me
out "clear as a bell", I spelled it wrong. but wiki
does not just stop at this their is a little blurb,
something about his son was a PAINTER (alarm bells
ring for me - Painter) and somehow this son was a
huge inspiration for Bob Dylan. I guess it does not
get better because second to Bob Dylan is a long
distance.
Now I am sitting here listening to, you guessed it,
Bod Dylan - Down in the Flood followed by Jokerman
and having scoured the web for everything about this
son of a famous author who was able to inspire the
master of poetry and song. I found plenty a rewarding
tidbit for my virtual travels.
Here is a story that I found:
The first is a simple artist story, but the kind that
can change your life. A good start to 2008. You can
learn more on this genre of thinking by checking out
my
Artist
statement.
But the story goes like this, I paraphrase,
...Bob Dylan was in a motorcycle accident and this
left him with writers block. Somehow he learned of a
yogi, well no just a simple painter who painted with
metaphysics, well not really because a painter seems
surrounded by paint and you can't really see
metaphysics
anyway. Well, this painter was confronted by a man
who stumbled up the loft and put his head around the
door. Well confronted is not a good word really but
it was said to be spontaneous. Norman (Norman Raeben
1901-1978),the master, said "would you like to
paint?" Bob did not readily pick up on this but being
quick minded he said "Sure" but that is where the
push-me pull-me started. The first thing the master
said was "Do you deserve to be here?", Pondering this
one slowly and still being quick minded Bob probably
said "I don't know". A pause.
So the master gave this stranger a pad of paper and
presented a vase. He said draw the vase. Bob started,
I guess like a person awakening from a sleep, you
know lazily, un-sure and after 30 seconds the master
removed the vase and said "please continue". I guess
one word for this is LOST because as the story goes
Bob could not remember. It's a great exercise and one
I talk about frequently... not the exact exercise but
I always say drawing teaches you to see and seeing in
the greater sense may very well be beyond the
physical. But still drawing carefully helps ground
your thinking to really see, with clarity. A lessen
that should never be overlooked. Who knows you might
find yourself with writers block one day and this
simple lesson might just open you back up to be IN
THE NOW and see what you can see with your own eyes
and your own mind translating the images through your
hand, like a kaleidoscope.
Bob Dylan
By the way Bob, my old buddy, is having an art show.
It seems it's his first. It seems that his fame is
helping this process along because I just took a look
at the work and find it very Bob like. Quick witted,
poetic almost musical. here is a link:
http://kunstsammlungen-chemnitz.justexpertise.de/index.php?loc=ksc&content=ausstellungen_werke#7
Here is an article I found on Norman Raeben:
http://www.geocities.com/athens/forum/2667/raeben.htm
and here is a small excerpt. for the whole story by
Bert Cartwright click the link
Dylan’s interest in Norman began sometime in 1974,
when several friends of Sara came to visit:
They were talking about truth and love and beauty and
all these words I had heard for years, and they had
‘em all defined. I couldn’t believe it... I asked
them, ‘Where do you come up with all those
definitions?’ and they told me about this teacher.
Sufficiently impressed, Dylan looked up the teacher
the next time he was in New York. It was the spring
of 1974 when Dylan popped his head around Norman’s
door:
He
says, ‘You wanna paint?’ So I said, ‘Well, I was
thinking about it, you know.’ He said, ‘Well, I don’t
know if you even deserve to be here. Let me see what
you can do.’ So he put this vase in front of me and
he says, ‘You see this vase?’ And he put it there for
30 seconds or so and then he took it away and he
said, ‘Draw It’. Well, I mean, I started drawing it
and I couldn’t remember shit about this vase — I’d
looked at it but I didn’t see it. And he took a look
at what I drew and he said, ‘OK, you can be up here.’
And he told me 13 paints to get... Well, I hadn’t
gone up there to paint, I’d just gone up there to see
what was going on. I wound up staying there for maybe
two months. This guy was amazing...
Painting by Norman Rabean, Pastel on Sandpaper 16" x
20"
and here is the Wikipedia overview of Norman Raeben
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norman_Raeben
