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Juliette Beaumont


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Gender: Female
Status: Single
Age: 50
Sign: Pisces

City: Bisbee
State: Arizona
Country: US
Signup Date: 7/12/2006

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Saturday, October 21, 2006 

Out of the blue I thought about Ben Dale a few days ago. " Where is he?" I wondered. I have not seen him for at least a year, maybe more. I've known Ben Dale since I first moved to Bisbee fifteen years ago. Or I should say I've "known of" Ben Dale - I didn't meet him right away. I met him after I'd been in town for about six months. We had mutual friends that knew him from art school in Boston, and me from repping their art work. They introduced us, and we hit it off instantly. Ben owns one of my most personal and irreverant pieces of artwork, and I have commissioned him for various project over the years. The last time I got to hang out with Ben was during the filming of The Bisbee Cannibal Club at my house. There were about 4 of us sprawled on my bed smoking some killer bud from Austin. I believe the rest of the crew was dismembering someone in my dining room. We had a great, lengthly,  philosophical conversation which of course I can't remember (I couldn't even remember the day after - let alone now!).

I can't even tell you what prompted me to wonder about Ben - where he is, and what he's doing. ...it was just suddenly there. It was just a feeling that something essential had gone missing, and in my internal subconcious inventory of friends I realized it was Ben. For those of you who are not blessed with the knowing of Ben Dale, I will tell you a few things. Ben is tall, slender, and has brown eyes that when focused on you give a sense of vulnerability, a sense that he gets the joke before you've told it. You will not have any secrets from Ben. He's an old soul. He is one of the most gifted artists I've ever been blessed to know. His artistic heritage is strewn across Bisbee. The post office bulletin board. The bus stop at City Hall. The gates at Goar Park. The copper angels off of Subway Street. ETC.

I once had the most horrible blind date of my life in Bowie, AZ. I walked into a house that had no functioning floors or toilet, and what I noticed was the doors. It was obvious to me that they had been painted by Ben Dale. It was the only redeeming factor of my blind (and shall remain nameless) date - the only thing I remember fondly. My date proved to be an egocentric loser has-been (who was much too old for me), but I have to admit he had great taste in doors. I wish he'd valued indoor plumbing, and solid floors as much as he did his doors, but se la vie.

I digress. I walked into "Your Thrift Shop" this afternoon. Unless I am on my way to St. Elmo to work, I cannot drive past the local thrift shop without stopping. It's an addiction worse than cigarettes. This also explains why I am not currently able to walk into my garage. Anyway, when I turned the corner into housewares there he was carefully inspecting an antique toaster. Not the electrical kind. The kind you set on a wood stove, a gas burner, or a camp fire. I did not say anything. I just stood there, and took him in, trying to figure out if he was a figment of my overactive imagination. He stood in the isle quite oblivious to me, being caught up in his inspection of the toaster. Suddenly he paused, stood still for a moment, and then turned to look at me. A slow smile spread across his face and revealed a gleaming gold tooth that was unfamiliar to me. Ben Dale with a pirate aspect - nice!

So there was missing in action Ben Dale. In much the same flesh I'd last seen him in. Still tall and slender. Same soul penetrating eyes. Only the gold tooth was different, and he seemed to be carrying a bit more of the weight of the world on his shoulders.

We exchanged the usual niceties. How are the kids? Where are you living? What are you doing artistically? We discussed politics briefly. George sucks was the general concensus...neither one of us is happy about the state of world affairs.

I was quite disappointed to hear that Ben is not doing his artwork. He is currently living in Double Adobe, caring for his family, building a house, and tending to their goats, chickens, ducks, etc. He seems happy. I couldn't help but feel sad that someone with Ben's genius for art was not using it. He says it doesn't pay, and I've known that to be true. In a bad economy the first thing people can live without is art. It's true. It's still sad.

Well this is my first blog. I just wanted to say how happy I was to see Ben. Glad that he is happy, and finding peace as a father, husband, and farmer. And I guess I want all of us to wonder when we pass by his legacy of art scattered throughout Bisbee - why someone this talented is not able to sustain a living as an artist? I find it mind numbing that Ben Dale has restorted to being a farmer because being an artist doesn't pay, while boys in the NBA are making millions of dollars. Can someone please explain this to me?

 

Pete
Pete Campbell

 

Good points all, Julietters.  I didn't know Ben so well.  For a brief period of time, like 6 years ago, we were conversational.  I'm not sure he'd remember me anymore.

Anyway, is your disappointment for yourself or the world?  I take it that it's a little bit of both, or in this case a whole lot of both.  And it might also be kinda hard to draw the line between empathic feelings of loss for the world and personal feelings of loss that come from a great talent and a truly nice dude no longer creating such rare and remarkable things. 

But hell, while raising a family is hardly uncommon, that doesn't mean that raising a family with love and hard work and doing it well is any less noble of an endeavor.  And it's probably not so much that a great, well-known and respected dude like Ben couldn't make a living with his art.  It possibly had more to do with a certain dearth of security/regularity/routine (of paychecks and perhaps other elements) that Ben could have lived with on his own, but that he did not want to impose on his family.  So maybe he made an admirable sacrifice.  It's not as if farming is a real, up-and-coming easy profession in which one can make easy money.  But it is honorable and it is structured.  And sometimes that's what a family needs. 

Being an artist is also honorable, but -and I'll admit I'm kinda taking this kinda far out there- it also sometimes requires a certain amount of mania, or submission of oneself to one's creative impulses and inspirations.  I'm not saying that was the case with Ben, but really, when you're on a roll, in the midst of a creative spurt, it's not easy and it's not good to have to stop before you're finished.  Sometimes you're going to find yourself working all night into the next day.  That, I know. 

And a 2, 3, 4 year old kid, whatever, isn't always going to understand that now is not a good time to need a hug or some attention -anything from a diaper change to help with her or his homework.  Artis interruptus: It ain't fair to your art.  Inspiration or whatever it is that "thing" is that you can almost touch, that you're bringing to earth, can be easily lost. 

Then again, it's not necessarily fair to one's family to place them second to your art -or ANY vocation.  Especially when some of them didn't have much of a choice about being brought into the picture. 

I'm not saying that's the case with Ben.  But I'm just providing some perspective, a perspective you know.  Besides, building a house can be way-creative.  And just because you're not making a living as an "Artist" doesn't mean you can't be creative in all sorts of ways throughout your day.  Maybe the banker down the block is a figurative font of creativity, but you wouldn't guess it because of her job.  I'm sure Ben gets little opportunities throughout the day to lend his special personality and vision to his projects.   

Just because it seems we're not presently benefiting from Ben Dale doesn't mean he's not using his art.  He's a father.  He's building a house.  He's taking care of his family. 

Maybe Ben's audience is just a whole lot smaller now, but maybe it's an audience that's just as -if not more- appreciative of his gifts.  Maybe he's using his gifts differently and maybe he's applying different gifts, but he's still Ben Dale.  (Ben Dale-Dad?)  And maybe Ben Dale's getting a lot more out of giving more of himself to fewer-but-more-significant people.   

I dunno.  You spoke to him, not me.  But you did say he's finding peace.  I say that's great.  Has he made sacrifices?  I'm sure.  But I think that's a significant part of bringing someone else into the world.  I think there's a lot of good stuff to be taken from him caring for his family, building a house and tending to goats, chickens, ducks, etc., and seeming happy.  Think of the lessons he's teaching or at least modeling for his kid(s) and imagine how cool it would be to have a dad who might be -in the original use of the term- bringing home the bacon and also be an artistic genius.  Sometimes you've gotta scale back your gifts from the masses to those who are truly important. 

A related-but-other point is that the things Ben has done over the years are still significant in shaping the current cool things that are developing in this town.  People who have never met him or heard of him are better off because of him.  I believe that and I think that's a wonderful thing, when someone can say that about you.     

As to the big babies in the NBA and elsewhere making all them bucks, that's another other subject.  Related, yep, but...  It's unfair and it sucks, but that's life.  You know the old adage about how unfair it is that teachers aren't held in higher esteem and paid more.  Rather than worry about what kind of a great deal the other guy is getting, I'm the type who just tries to figure out what I can do with what I can do... and what I've got and how I can do it according to my beliefs-ethics system.  Being resourceful, I think, is an interesting use of creativity, by the way.

And it sounds to me like Ben Dale is doing just great. 

Seeya, Juliette... Loveya...  You too, are an amazing person. 

 

     

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  


 
Posted by Pete on Friday, October 27, 2006 - 11:37 AM
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Vampie Oodles

 

Nice blog, I think about him everytime I pass by a piece of his art, so you know that it is often!  He seemed like such a troubled soul, truly carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.  I really miss seeing new pieces from him, his work is so beautiful.  I'm glad to here that he is alive & well & hope that someday he returns to his art, for his & all of our sake.


 
Posted by Vampie Oodles on Thursday, November 02, 2006 - 6:46 PM
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