Pfc. Lamar L. Williams - Arlington Cemetery - Healing Force - Pullen
"Lamar Williams,
killed on a Vietnamese hilltop in 1971, left behind a daughter who
lobbied to have him moved to the country’s most hallowed military
cemetery." Ian Shapira, Washington Post.
“It’s sad because I lost my father. But I’m also celebratory and
ecstatic because he’s in his rightful place. He’s finally home.” Lamonda Williams.
I became an artist in 1979 after spending three years as a commercial fisherman in Alaska where I fished for King Crab, shrimp, halibut and salmon on the North Pacific and on the Bering Sea. It was an amazing experience; inspired by sleep deprivation and the urge to survive I began to draw and paint. Prior to fishing I considered myself a writer, soaking up experiences, writing prose, poetry and short stories. I also spent 3 years as a herdsman on dairy farms in Vermont and in Washington state, my thinking at the time was that if I learned to fish and farm I would be a true Irishman, and I would always be able to get a job.
So I experienced the "ancient/primal" occupations. I have exhibited my work in galleries in the US and Europe. In 1991 I had the good fortune of being the first American artist to have an exhibit in East Berlin after the fall of the Berlin Wall, in Kulturhaus Treptow. My current goal is to write as much as I paint, combine unseen elements - create a big circle for the wind to blow through, causing sound. "There's plenty where plenty comes from."
email:visualmyth@gmail.com
