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Related: Editorials & Other Articles, Issue Forums, Alliance Forums, Region ForumsDamn all these years later and I still miss John
I was driving and a Beatles song came on the
radio and a sadness kind of hit me. Thanx to
all 4 of the lads, George Martin, and an older
neighbor (she was in high school) who had
a record player and all the Beatles 45s.
Sorry to babble.
CaliforniaPeggy
(151,378 posts)That was a big loss for many of us. We still feel it.
ms liberty
(9,564 posts)Deuxcents
(18,530 posts)That feeling of sadness is the fact he was irreplaceable to us and we know it.
speak easy
(10,232 posts)strange days indeed"
Mr.Bill
(24,595 posts)Hunter S. Thompson.
JoseBalow
(4,418 posts)unblock
(53,911 posts)IcyPeas
(22,309 posts)https://news.artnet.com/art-world/ono-lennon-animated-oscar-2450663
Deuxcents
(18,530 posts)niyad
(118,054 posts)BigmanPigman
(52,129 posts)I was in art school in NYC at the time and our building on Union Square found out on the news and all the art students were lined up at the single pay-phone in the hallway. I had just come out of the shower (with 6 roommates you need to take turns) and someone knocked on the bathroom door and told me the news since they knew I was a huge Beatles fan. Every Oct 9th and Dec 8th I remember John and play his music 24 hours. It was my own, personal JKF-like moment. I was only one when JFK was killed but I wasn18 when John was killed. I wore black for a whole month, even for Christmas.
When I taught 6th graders they all got a special music lesson on The Beatles. One of my former students still writes to me and she wrote that I taught them that my classroom would be fair and democratic with voting on all issues as a class and that The Beatles were fabulous. I take pride in that.
electric_blue68
(16,869 posts)BigmanPigman
(52,129 posts)back when it was so dangerous I wouldn't get off at that subway stop...ever! Lots of junkies hung out there, before it became a Farmers Market and a kiddy playground.
I went there to become a fashion illustrator but switched to general illustration since one of my teachers said photography took over fashion illustration. It also took over general illustration I discovered later. I ended up becoming a teacher. Artists are a dime a dozen and make slightly less than teachers. I really know how to pick careers, don't I.
electric_blue68
(16,869 posts)an illustrator so badly. But it only worked out a little bit. I was at Cooper Union '70 - '74: BFA Graphic Design, and Sculpture. Can't remember whether I went to Union SQ at that point. Later, yes, after the Green Market started up. Love it, though haven't gone in maybe ?8 years (including the the 4 yrs avoiding it bc Covid).
Also persued assemblage sculpture in the early '80s. I might have made a semi professional career out of it - had I stuck with it. But I diverted back into trying to pursuit an illustration career.
I used to go to the Society of Illustrators occasionally for exhibits highlighting either one person, or maybe a theme. But I always went to their Annual Show; Editorial & Advertising, and ?Institutional and ? _________ for decades. Even bought one or two books of their Annuals.
If I had the opportunity to do some illustration I might. I still draw. Hoping to get back into acrylic painting again. 👍
So... Art teacher? Or something else? Teaching well is a very honorable profession. I still remember great teachers.
I loved drawing fashion, too. I wouldn't have pursued dress design career. I had no interest in sewing! My mom graduated from a fashion school (not FIT), did dress design, and ?what they called ?"petit mans" for a while before she got married. Then my dad didn't want her working.
My sister and I up till Covid would go to The Met's Fashion Institute big exhibit in May! Loved it. Hopefully this May, maybe.
"Artists are a dime a dozen" - Idk, I find that rather a dismissive attitude. Why do you say that?
MuseRider
(34,310 posts)I miss them both but George connected more with my heart.
Some of my best memories are from their early days when I first heard them and my friends and I went nuts, The later years so much to hear and so much musical growth. It was personal by then.
I would not hesitate to say that they were one of my biggest influences. I think that is true for a lot of us.
BigmanPigman
(52,129 posts)I bought a big "I LOVE GEORGE" button in 1978 and still have it, along with Beatles bubble gum rings. They are 3-D. I wish my roommate didn't shred my white Beatles Boots. I am still pissed off over that.
When I found out recently that George slept with Ringo's wife and even John thought that was like incest he slipped down my "favorite" list.
surfered
(1,953 posts)
.they got thru their I Wanna Hold Your Hand period. Rubber Soul or Revolver onward.
As for John
.Across the Universe (great movie,too) and In My Life are a couple of my favorites
calimary
(83,453 posts)It was a Monday night. I'd put in a whole day at work already. I was home, in my bathrobe, enjoying the dinner my husband fixed for me, and ready to get to bed. The phone rang. It was this wonderful, grizzly-but lovable old dude on the night desk at NBC Burbank. "Uh, Mary, uh, New York just called. One of the Lennon Brothers just got shot."
I found myself gaping at the phone I was holding in absolute bewilderment! But you know how it is when your brain immediately kicks into high gear and suddenly you're this Warp Speed Working Machine that's setting up plans and schedules and duty lists that you're already running 190 miles an hour executing? It suddenly occurred to me "Lennon Brothers... JOHN Lennon? No, it couldn't be JOHN Lennon..." So I immediately thanked the Burbank guy and called New York, and learned that the dreadful possibility you hoped couldn't happen actually had happened.
I still remember how fast I got dressed and grabbed my keys, explaining to my husband what had happened and why I was headed back to work. Fortunately, he'd worked in broadcasting and deadline news and was completely supportive and understanding. I raced to Burbank and got to work, trying to dig up react. NOBODY wanted to talk. NOBODY would go on tape. Art Garfunkel even got mad at me for disturbing him at home and wouldn't give me a comment on John Lennon's murder. It was a hard job that night.
And I was glad it was hard. Because I was so busy working on react that night AND through that whole week that the gravity of the story didn't really hit me. It didn't hit me til Friday afternoon of that week, and it left me weeping face down on the desk.
electric_blue68
(16,869 posts)When I was a kid (1960 - '66) my mom would take me down to our dentist. We'd get off at the AA/now C train 72nd St Station entrance that faced Central Park on it's Western side.
We'd turn the corner on to 72nd St and walk right past The Dakota's entrance till we nearly got to Broadway. I think the reason it didn't totally freak me out was because it was fairly long ago at that point - 15 yrs with a whole lot of vivid life packed into the years in between.