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RE: For the artists: RIP
So one article and everyone had decided that Gurche is no more? By the
way, he has been here at the Denver Museum for over 10 years and has
been constantly business doing contract work. And that may be one of the
problems: scheduling.
Kenneth Carpenter, Ph.D.
Curator of Lower Vertebrate Paleontology/
Chief Preparator
Department of Earth Sciences
Denver Museum of Nature & Science
2001 Colorado Blvd.
Denver, CO 80205
Phone: 303-370-6392
Fax: 303-331-6492
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-----Original Message-----
From: Danvarner@aol.com [mailto:Danvarner@aol.com]
Sent: Sunday, December 18, 2005 11:24 AM
To: dinosaur@usc.edu
Cc: Ken Carpenter
Subject: Re: For the artists: RIP
In a message dated 12/17/2005 9:37:33 AM Eastern Standard Time,
Ken.Carpenter@dmns.org writes:
<< Certainly Holtz, Farlow and myself (among others) were more
accepting of
JP and the new NGS look. Might this be an example of "not invented
here"
syndrome at work? ;-) As for digital art, I have been doing that for
several
years (some posted at Mike Keesey's site and others at my web site
(link below).
If I can learn to do digital art, so can others. >>
This Luddite has no quarrel with digital art and I loved the effects in
JP.
I've been doing backflips on DML about John Conway's work. To me, the
problem
is the obsession of making the images into photos or frames from a
film.
It's also a bit troubling that a pub like Geographic would no longer
have use
for someone like Jay Matterness or Gurche anymore unless they were
plugged into
Photoshop. And absolutely forget about Doug Henderson.
The effect, to me, is making everything look the same and becomes trite
and
boring like a lot of the films have been recently. You can take my
brushes
when you can pry them out of my cold dead fingers. DV