Kevin ª Short BIOGRAPHY
Mom is still waterskiing and drinking martinis one month before my birth.
I can see San Diego Bay from the front yard in Point Loma.
Granny brings a Guinea pig down when she visits, I Learn to walk before crawling, to keep up.
Weekends are spent on the sailboat.
crayons taste delicious!
A move to Santa Barbara makes Hendry’s Beach our playground. We call it “Henry’s”, it is now called Arroyo Burro Beach.
Mom lets us watercolor on huge sheets of cardboard and butcher paper, taking over the entire kitchen floor
I try eating cat food, not as good as you might think.
In Kindergarten, my coloring assignment of a pumpkin is the worst in class. I have colored outside the lines more than any of the other children. My little pumpkin mimeograph is ringed by a halo of little red minus check marks..... I am crushed.
i am part of the Children’s Opera.
Piano lessons from mom’s voice coach, Sharon Currier.
My pants fall down while performing a song at the Santa Barbara Playhouse.
After years of being a cling-on, I have avoided learning to swim until a lifeguard peels me screaming from the swimming pool coping and throws me into the deep end.
I can sail a boat by myself
I catch my first fish.
My brother Bradley
We move 8 miles to the small coastal burg of Goleta, lemon groves everywhere
Goleta Beach and College Point become our new beach.
Swim Team and Junior Lifeguards
My home made seismograph wins the science fair, it is the only siesmograph working in Santa Barbara County the day of the1968 earthquake.
Dad takes me up to the local mountains to dig adobe clay. he teaches me how to make tiles for the fireplace. We fire everything in the kiln at home.
bumpy, lurching attempt at driving dad’s Studebaker Lark; what exactly does a clutch “do”?
as a family, we paint different types of flowers all over the walls of the bathroom. my daisy looks like a sunflower. nobody I know paints things on their walls.
My friend Paul Floodquist gets his eye poked out while stick-swordfighting with another friend.
I hike across the Sierras on the golden Trout Trail.
Diane and Pete (the “older cousins”) invite me along on one of their beach trips. This is the first time I see Trestles. This is the first time I feel like one of the big kids.
I see the film Endless Summer.
Christmas —I receive a Greenough Wilderness surfboard.
I get out a pair of pliers and remove my own braces, (they were bugging me.)
I silkscreen a t-shirt of “Snoopy” surfing, in Graphic Arts Class. All my friends want one.
mow lawns, pull weeds, and baby sit to help pay my father back for new braces.
I ride my metallic gold Schwinn Stingray (with the banana seat) collecting Rick Griffin’s “tales from the tube “ movie posters off of telephone poles.
FAMILY MOVES TO ALBUQUERQUE, NEW MEXICO
Griffin’s Beautiful Jimi Hendrix Flying Eyeball poster haunts and intrigues me.
I am the shortest kid in my high school, having blue eyes and blonde hair doesn't help.
I see “JAWS”
In English class, A friend Tom Snowden, hands me a book, Under Pressure by Frank Herbert. The cover painting is by John Berkey. For the first time I see that artists can make a living
we raise cattle, sheep, and pigs
Best friend gives me a David Lance Goines poster.
I mysteriously develop a phobia concerning people touching my eyes.
Certified Commercial Hot Air Balloon Pilot, the youngest in the United States.
earn the rank of Eagle Scout
my chemistry teacher decides to humiliate a student,
she picks me.
I meet Dorothy Black, Cibola High School’s art department head; A student of Lorser Feitelson
While shoveling the manure from our horse’s stable, two drunks take pot shots at my brother and I. The bullets wiz just over our heads, we dive, and crawl through horse manure to safety
best friend M2ichael Townsend hand draws a perfect 1 Dollar bill. It features president John Lennon of the Un-tied States of America.
painted the school mascot on the gymnasium wall of high school
create artwork for US Department of Defense Airborne Laser Laboratory
Work for Bob Ruppenthal and help build the experimental hot air balloon "Fiesta"
Jane Abrams, my painting instructor at University of New Mexico comments my work looks like Wayne Thiebaud. (who I had never heard of) I become a huge Thiebaud fan.
i design my first real logo AERCO Hot Air Balloon Port
At Malibu, Pepperdine University looks like a good place to gather academic credits for Art Center, I ask myself the question why must I be an art teacher in order to be a Painter?
I stand, fixated in front of one of the Van Gogh sunflowers at Norton Simon museum.
study painting with Janice Lowry
1984 -graduate- Art Center College of Design, Pasadena with honors.
begin friendship with Rick Griffin
artwork for Applied Technology Associates on Sensor Package, is launched into Earth Orbit aboard Space Shuttle
I meet Lonnie Frisbee. The second time I see him, he tells me about the future
I meet John Wimber. I go to work for his company
Spend a month working in Kowloon’s Walled City
first studio in San Clemente
I meet Gordon McClelland
move to El Morro Beach where I read Edward Abbey’s "Desert Solitare" while listening to Pink Floyd’s Meddle and the occasional coyote
Move to Capistrano Beach.
first collaboration and surf with Jeff Girard
painting the official “Disney Wonder” portrait rekindles my joy of Oil Paints
winner Hilo Hatties international aloha shirt competition
Awarded the Belding Bowl
move to San Juan Capistrano
start a family
Ted Rosenfeld intorduces me to Tony Forster, we become good friends
Jeff Girard suggests a book
I discover that I am featured on the cover ot the LA TIMES
i fixate on glare
Carnegie Art Museum asks to exhibit a retrospective of my Glare work
museums start acquiring my work
California Surf Museum asks to exhibit a retrospective of my Trestles work
my boys love the ocean
Selected -100 Years of Plein Air Painting, Irvine Museum, Irvine, California
best friend and art troublemaker Brock passes
Selected -"In the Land of Sunshine", Pasadena Museum of California Art,
The passing of a great and humble man Dr. W.W.Short PhD.
Curator Emily Falke of the Santa Barbara Maritime Museum asks to exhibit a retrospective of my work.
I return to the Harbor with a smile on my face.
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