I got to hear Wayne Thiebaud speak at the Springville Museum of Art this weekend. I was impressed that an artist of his accomplishments could assume such a simple, grateful attitude. He said that he felt privileged to be a tiny part of that search for something different, something special. I feel that too. He also talked about the joy that painting gave him and his gratitude to his family for allowing him to get up everyday to puzzle out paint from this area and that without embarrassing himself.
Thiebaud has been an influence on me since my younger days. I'm especially fond of his paintings depicting baked goods. What a treat that was.