|Paper||Canyon Country Zephyr|
|Rights||In Copyright (InC)|
|Rights Holder||Tonya Auden Stiles, Moab, Utah|
|Publisher||Digitized by J. Willard Marriott Library, University of Utah|
|Paper||Canyon Country Zephyr|
JS: You were pretty close to him after his wife Judy died. _ JD: I was there when she was first diagnosed with cancer. She lived just three months, my God. He really went into a very deep depression and it was rough. He blamed it on the nuclear Nevada tests. We went down to the Grand Canyon for three days and just sat in a cave and cried. My father had just died and we were both feeling pretty rough. Those were tough times. I think if you have life too easy, the work comes too easy. Painting is like writing. There is nothing worse than looking at a blank manuscript or a blank canvas. It’s a nightmare. There was a time when I was up in the Northwest for a period and Ed quit writing for a whole year. He moaned and pissed and complained and groaned. I wrote him a letter saying, "Stop feeling sorry for yourself for Chrissake and get back to work." He didn’t speak to me for eight months. He was furious, but he got back to work. But we stimulated each other. Those formative years in Taos in the 50s and 60s really formed us with this passion for the West, the Southwest, well the whole West all the way to Alaska. JS: You and Ed say you formed a pact to write and paint the West; what did you hope to accomplish? What was your own personal goal from that? JD: Definitive. My goal was absolutely definitive; to do the definitive work of the Southwest ]S: Go ahead. : JD: Oh shit. The other thing that strangely enough motivates me, which I don’t often discuss; I have a bit of a mystical bent that comes from past experiences way back to childhood. There is so much of this bull going around I hate to even discuss it; all this New Age nonsense. There is a capacity, which the Native Americans know of being at one with the Earth. We're all part of the Earth and the Earth is part of us. It may seem strange for an old beat like me, but I go out and sit under a tree and meditate every morning before I paint. I just talk to trees and rocks. That’s enough of that. JS: Do they talk back John? : JD: Oh, yeah. ; JS: Do they give you answers? JD: Oh, damn right they do. IfI slough off on work, I get kicked. A rock comes up and kicks me in the ass. I’m embarrassed at expressing these things because I despise this New Age nonsense. JS: As long as you've qualified your comments, I think you'll be okay. JD: I hope so. But then again...a man. at my age, I don’t really give a damn. in writing and painting and we did it. I feel that I’ve done it. Ed certainly did it. How many can say that they’ve realized their dreams? But it hasn’t been easy. I think you have to be slightly insane. A large collection of John DePuy’s work can be seen on the et Zephyr web site. www.canyoncountryzephyr.com Go to the gallery page. UNCLE BEBOR’S "SERIOUS STARTING Espresso Smoothies HOT & COLD DRINKS FLUID" Ice Coffee In front of City Market, Open 7 days a week WELCOME BACK BIKERS! I remember one time right after our wives left us; his Rita and my Claudine. We went, to the bar on Palace Avenue in Sante Fe and drinking our worries away and a friend of ours came in. He sat with us for about two hours and he finally left and said, “I can’t stand being around you two. You're depressing. You're hopeless." That’s how we closed the place at two in the morning, came out of the place, it was midwinter, in the snow and ice singing Schiller’s Ode to Joy at the top of our lungs. We both collapsed in the middle of Canyon ' Road on the ice. And who comes down the road in two in the goddamn morning, but Rita’s shrink almost ran us over, Then he saw us in the middle of the road laughing our stupid JOIN THE UTAH ENVIRONMENTAL CONGRESS heads off and he stood over us and said, "You are Schwein! You are incapable of being parents." And with that he wrote a letter to both my wife and Rita, Ed’s wife, saying we were both completely hopeless and the result of that was Josh and Aaron went to Rita and my kids all went to Europe. That was one helluva night. That was a nadir of our lives. But you just keep going. If you can have an intense love for a thing or a landscape, it will sustain you. My work in technique came out of European expressionism, but my love has always been the canyons and it will be that ’til the day I die. I gave Isabelle (ohn’s wife) the orders to bury me out there. JS: Are you worried about the future? The future of the landscape. JD: Oh god; it’s a mess. The hewers and hackers are everywhere and now we've got one of the hewers and hackers in the White House. This planet has 30 more years. After that it’s irreversible and swine are really closing in. I’m glad I didn’t ever live to see this time because it’s the worst. It’s not just the canyonlands that are being decimated, it’s the Earth. If they don’t shape up in the next 20 or 30 years, it’s over. The dolphins will take over Join U.E.C. and hold the Forest Service accountable for its irresponsible timber sales and other management practices that harm our forests. Help us protect our remaining roadless forestlands so that they may be designated as wilderness in the future. 2 Enclosed is my membership contribution of: $95 $50) S100 $250 S500 The Utah Environmental Congress is a 501 (c)(3) nonprofit organization and all contributions are tax deductible to the extent allowed by law. 1817 S. Main St. 801.466.4055 Salt Lake City, UT 84115 www.uec-utah.org hopefully. But it has to be turned around. I feel guilty not doing more than I am. But at least there is some hope, the Europeans have turned totally against this stupid government. JS: Well, we have the definitive work from you to remember the West by. JD: The other aspect, oh I’d better not talk about that. We know computers. Computers are our LIFE. WHAT DO WE DO? 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