Curtis Dickman Fine Art

07/11/2023

Portrait of Bessie. Mixed media on linen. 16” x 20”. My maternal grandmother. Celebrating my love for her. She passed away in 1974 🎨 #

06/02/2023

Homage to Picasso. 30” x 30”. Acrylic on Canvas. 🎨

03/24/2023

I ❤️ Vonnegut

In 2006 a high school English teacher asked students to write a famous author and ask for advice. Kurt Vonnegut was the only one to respond - and his response is magnificent:
“Dear Xavier High School, and Ms. Lockwood, and Messrs Perin, McFeely, Batten, Maurer and Congiusta:
I thank you for your friendly letters. You sure know how to cheer up a really old geezer (84) in his sunset years. I don’t make public appearances any more because I now resemble nothing so much as an iguana.
What I had to say to you, moreover, would not take long, to wit: Practice any art, music, singing, dancing, acting, drawing, painting, sculpting, poetry, fiction, essays, reportage, no matter how well or badly, not to get money and fame, but to experience becoming, to find out what’s inside you, to make your soul grow.
Seriously! I mean starting right now, do art and do it for the rest of your lives. Draw a funny or nice picture of Ms. Lockwood, and give it to her. Dance home after school, and sing in the shower and on and on. Make a face in your mashed potatoes. Pretend you’re Count Dracula.
Here’s an assignment for tonight, and I hope Ms. Lockwood will flunk you if you don’t do it: Write a six line poem, about anything, but rhymed. No fair tennis without a net. Make it as good as you possibly can. But don’t tell anybody what you’re doing. Don’t show it or recite it to anybody, not even your girlfriend or parents or whatever, or Ms. Lockwood. OK?
Tear it up into teeny-weeny pieces, and discard them into widely separated trash receptacals. You will find that you have already been gloriously rewarded for your poem. You have experienced becoming, learned a lot more about what’s inside you, and you have made your soul grow.
God bless you all!"
Kurt Vonnegut

02/17/2023

"When we are young, it’s the illusion of perfection
that we fall in love with. As we age, it’s the humanness
that we fall in love with- the poignant stories of
overcoming, the depthful vulnerability of aging, the
struggles that grew us in karmic stature, the way a
soul shaped itself to accommodate its circumstances.
With less energy to hold up our armor, we are revealed
and, in the revealing, we call out to each other’s
hearts....Where we once saw imperfect scars, we now see evidence of a life fully lived."
Jeff Brown

Umberto Boccioni - The Mother, 1909.

01/14/2023

A tribute to Gus our favorite canine.

01/03/2023

The Duke. Part of the series “Cowboy’s & Native Americans”