I was born in Washington D.C, and grew up in a Maryland suburb. This ordinary life was punctuated by my father’s occasional work for the United Nations, which twice brought us to Israel to live.
The Suez Crisis of 1956 – 57 flung foreign dependents out of the country. With our beloved d our beloved dog (who had come with us from America) we were sent to Greece and then on to Rome.
After five and a half months we were reunited with our father. En route home we visited the remains of Pompeii, where the adult men were shown certain mysterious murals while women and children waited in the ancient street. My circumspect father never told me what they were.
Years later I saw Fellini’s Satyricon in Boston. I rode home to Cambridge on a tiny borrowed bicycle. There I was on a weird machine in a fabulous darkened city. Just like the movie.
I often think about the Greeks and Romans, for whom the ancient world was modern, the people who come to us in broken statues and mosaics, faded murals, and scraps of text. What will remain of our lives in two thousand years? Which of our stories will remain?
When I began this work it was to celebrate the iconic beauty of men. It is also an attempt to preserve those unseen Pompeian paintings, those vanished lives, and ours.
2005 Men
Larry Warnock Fine Arts
San Francisco, CA
2005 3 +3: Six Bay Area Artists
Market Street Gallery
San Francisco, CA
2005 Icons (one man show)
James Hormel Center, Main Library
San Francisco, CA
2005 Valentine’s Day Erotica Show (juried)
Market Street Gallery
San Francisco, CA
2004 More Men, More Women
Market Street Gallery
San Francisco, CA
2003 Andrew Ogus: Men/Marti McKee:Women
Market Street Gallery
San Francisco, CA