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Artist Bio : John Baeder
When I was five years old I began traveling with my parents and sister to Chicago by train. From Chicago we went to South Bend, Indiana by inter--urban transit. The "South Shore" which historically was the last inter-urban train to run in America, ceased operation in the early seventies. These trains provided the stimulus of visual ecstasy. This was the beginning of early sensory experiences that immersed themselves deep into my unconscious, later on providing seeds for the conscious, and they then blossomed and became art. On the train the dining car was more than just an eating locale, it was compounded with the fulfillment of looking out the window of our "drawing room" and soaking in the countryside and the backyards of small towns and communities. For my tiny tender eye, these were paintings, framed by large windows. My first museum. During the same early period, due to housing shortages we lived in a hotel for six months. Across from the "Biltmore" in Atlanta, Georgia was the "Majestic". It was an eatery with a counter, but not a diner in the traditional, pure, bona fide sense. It had short stools and I was enthralled sitting on those stools with all the grown-ups and was more thrilled by observing with complete and clear amazement the choreography of the counter-man preparing food so swiftly on the grill in front of me. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the twists and turns of the wrist flipping burgers and flopping toast; the opening and closing of the polished metal doors; and of course the magical one-hand-egg-breaking routine. I loved it all. It was entertainment in a spiritual area I knew nothing about. More visual joy for the little boy and his beginning sensibilities that were later redefined and redistributed on canvas. I am concerned with process: the revelation of a particular and poignant part of the urban landscape, and thus the preservation of a unique and rapidly disappearing icon of American roadside culture. (Take from culture in one dimension and contribute back in another dimension.) A significant aspect of the process is the quest, which basically is the transformation of documented archaeological findings, travel, investigation and gathering of material. The painting is the mere act of transcendence, an end product that enters space and time; the final leg of the quest.
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