Wednesday, November 27, 2024

Nightmares in the Year of the Monkey

by G. Jack Urso
 
“Nightmares in the Year of the Monkey,” a photo collage by G. Jack Urso.
The photo above is a wall collage I began in 1989. The inspiration came to me working overnight at the former Q-104 FM Classic Rock radio station in Albany, NY, which had a 1988 issue of a Time magazine lying about with a photo essay on the events of 1968 titled, “Nightmares in the Year of the Monkey.” Generally, it is a visual account of pop cultural images I experienced growing up in the 1960s and 1970s, plus a few other scattered images outside that era. It is both a biography and a peek inside my mind.

Releasing a flood of memories from growing up in the 1960s and 1970s, I was inspired to create a collage. I frequently created collages in college. Lacking any artistic talent, it was my only way to create visual imagery.

This began an over three-decade effort as I dug through magazines and books and albums from the 1960s and 1970s for images that triggered memories and passions that long lay buried deep inside. Art, science, music, news, politics, Lee Harvey Oswald, Richard Nixon, the Vietnam War, protests, Sci-Fi, TV, and film, it is a broad swath of the 1960s and 1970s, and much more.  Like our memories, some images are clear, some are fragmented, some are faded, and some have meanings lost to the past.

I moved the collage four times between addresses and now what is its likely final destination. Built on a base of four pieces of poster board around a poster from the 1989 Batman movie, at this point, it is probably too fragile to survive being moved or mounted on something more permanent.

Many thanks to my good friend Eric Jones for taking this picture for me and being so intent on making it perfect. Thanks, brother!

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Wednesday, November 6, 2024

The Prison Chronicles: The Verdict of the Damned

by G. Jack Urso

 
The recent election reminds me of the time when I ran a prison college program during the O. J. Simpson trial and the jury announced they had reached a decision. The prison staff rolled a TV into one of the classrooms and about two dozen inmates crowded in. While waiting for the verdict to be announced I asked everyone if they thought O. J. Simpson was guilty. 

Every hand went up.

One inmate summed it up, We know he's guilty. We just want to see him get off. Everyone laughed.

Because they were all guilty of their crimes, there was some kind of vicarious thrill in seeing someone rich and important mock the system that held them accountable for their actions.

When the verdict was announced, they all cheered.

Thirty years later, thats where we are now. 
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