I used to teach with this wonderful woman, we all lovingly called “Trigger.” Trigger was old school, she was a teachers teacher and she used to say all the time, “Lucky, Lucky Us.” I’m not much of a believer in luck, because I think we all make a life from the choices we make, knowingly … More Why St. John’s: Lucky, Lucky Me.
I thought enough time had passed that I could address his death. 53 years later I cried like a baby as I started to write this. My older brother Taylor was born in 1954 with Cystic Fibrosis. In 1964 life expectancy for a CF child was 10 years old. October 4, 1964, my brother passed. … More My dear brother Taylor…..that was so long ago……..
This letter was sort of late in being delivered to me.….some 52 years late to be precise. And maybe because of that it means so much more to me now than it probably would of when I was six. I have written in my blog before that my mother has been going through things and in … More The gift of letters
It’s hard to appreciate things as a child that as an adult you will treasure. I have often said that in the Delabano household, we had family paintings like a lot of people have family photographs around the house. My father the painter primarily painted paintings of our family, extended family, friends, as well as … More Hated being a model……………..
This piece has been on view at the Dallas Museum of Art for some time and I have visited it quiet often. I keep expecting to show up and finding it gone…….back into storage. Just like in my last blog where I posted a video that Texas A&M’s J. Wayne Stark Galleries produced about … More Family Portrait: 1963
Martin Delabano: Musings of an Artist 