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Still Life without Woodpecker.

Still life with raygun and Gumby prob 1990 or 91 Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesI made a lot of still-life drawings and paintings in my many years in art school.

I don’t like making still-lifes, which is why I haven’t done a single one since I left school. Drawing and painting people was always what I cared about. But I am perfectly capable of doing still-life pictures, as long as I can have a little fun. Like the still life with raygun and Gumby above, probably from 1990 or 1991, when I was at MCAD. Charcoal on paper.

still life with raygun 1985ish by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne Forbes

1985-ish, still life with raygun.

Plus a coffee cup and a pitcher stacked on top of something to make more shapes and values! Ink, probably a Pilot fine-point, on paper.

Pipe drawing by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne Forbes 1986

This is also from before I got sober, at Parsons in 1987.

It’s a picture of my cigarettes and my old glass heroin smoking pipe ( I had “graduated” to snorting). I was always crying out for help, really. Fine-point pen on paper.

Still by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne Forbes Chelsea Feb 1987This one is from February 1987.

It was painted in the bathroom of the Chelsea apartment I grew up in. My mom always made sure there were vegetables in the house; I cooked sporadically, having taught myself as a teenage vegetarian.

Double vision still life by Suzanne Forbes working as Rachel Ketchum Fall 1988Double vision!

That was a song, if you remember. My beer can and cigarette still-life, probably 1988.

Still life with weird duck prob 1987 to 89 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesHere is a still life with a weird duck.

Probably 1987 to 89. Charcoal on paper.Still life with normal duck prob 1987 to 89 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne Forbes

And here is a still life with a normal duck.

Made in the same timeframe. Pencil on paper.
Shoe acrylic on paper horizontal prob fall 1989 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne Forbes

Color study of a shoe!

From the painting class I took through MCAD in Fall 1989, I think. Acrylic on paper.

Bathroom in St Paul by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne Forbes winter 1990Here is the bathroom of the apartment in St. Paul that I shared with Anita in winter 1990.

It was quite a dark bathroom! Pencil on paper.

Sketchbook 1990 still life by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesMy phone/answering machine. Remember those?

Graphite on paper, August 8 1990. The writing says, “Pretty fruitless but I still want that erase button for my life”.

Watermelon and Sunglasses 10 bet 1988 and 1992 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesNow here is where it gets wild.

I don’t know for sure when I did the watermelon sunglasses pictures.

Watermelon and Sunglasses 9 bet 1988 and 1992 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesI think it was at Parsons, where I had a class where we used a Windsor and Newton series 7 sable and Sumi ink.

Watermelon and Sunglasses 1 bet 1988 and 1992 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesBut it could have been during Tom Garrett’s illustration class at MCAD.

Watermelon and Sunglasses 2 bet 1988 and 1992 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesSo I am gonna say these were done between 1988 and 1991.

Watermelon and Sunglasses 8 bet 1988 and 1992 Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesThey look like the kind of thing you’d do in class, except those were my cat-eye sunglasses.

Still, I could have brought them to class.

Watermelon and Sunglasses 6 bet 1988 and 1992 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesI honestly don’t remember.

I have a hazy, hazy memory of scattering the salt on the wash of ink.

It was the first time I used that technique.

That’s all I remember. They’re all 18″ by 24″, ink and salt on paper.

Seriously, if you had had to make fifteen drawings of a cut watermelon and a pair of black plastic sunglasses, using only ink, water, and salt, would you have stored it in your memories?

Most of these paintings and drawings had never been photographed; until now, no record of them existed – if we had a fire or flood they would just be gone forever.

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For the archives: Portraits of Anita.

Double portrait of A by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne Forbes winter 1990Anita was my room-mate when I was a year sober.

I met her in Fall 1989, at the halfway house I had recently “graduated” from, Fellowship House. I started back to art school in the Fall, taking one class, and went back full time in January 1990, at the Minneapolis College of Art and Design.

Faces of Anita horizontal early 1990 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesAt the same time, Anita and I moved in to a big flat in a classic St. Paul duplex.

It was a precious home, despite our complete lack of furniture and household amenities. Anita put together stylish outfits from thrift shop finds and cooked gorgeous food. We gave a big party that January to celebrate my one year and her six months of sobriety; we put on such a spread!

Anita in St Paul winter 1990 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne Forbes Anita in our kitchen.

She was the first person I knew who made French buttercream; it was a huge deal, back then, and many people are still skittish about it. Don’t be – get a copy of the Cake Bible and read everything on buttercream, then only make Rose’s Honey Buttercream forever! In this drawing you can see the little hand-painted porcelain ginger grater Anita found at the thrift shop, near the stove. I still have it! I pack it so carefully every time I move, all SIXTEEN TIMES since then!

Portrait of A standing in the kitchen by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne Forbes winter 1990Anita standing in our kitchen.

She often wore red!

Portrait drawing of Anita approx Feb 1990 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesAnita worked days and was home at night, and was always willing to pose for my homework.

These two drawings, using marker, charcoal and pastel, are much like the drawings I do with marker and conte crayon today!

I would guess these two were done in February or March.

Anita winter 1990 June 12 1990 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesAnita winter 1990 June 12 1990 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesI had homework nearly every night, and while only some of it was figure drawing, that is still a lot of figure drawing! Our friend Tom got out of the halfway house and came to live in our spare room, and our house was so warm and full of family in the endless, freezing Minnesota winter.

It was a short time, less than four months; Tom found his own place, Anita was forced to return to California because of some deeply unjust carceral bullshit, and I had to give up the big flat and get a place by myself. Below is a page from my sketchbook, when we learned she would have to go back to prison. It was devastating.

The impact of this four months of my life was profound.

anita 1990 1 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesI learned so much about being a person and being an adult from Anita and from Tom.

I was 23, but the staff at the halfway house said they had never seen a person as unprepared for independent living as me – “You don’t need rehab, you need HAB!”, they told me.

Anita never shamed me or scolded me for my helplessness or poor executive function. She did grown-up things gracefully and adroitly and I watched, wide-eyed, marveling at her competence.

She was thirty five then, and had run businesses, had many different kinds of jobs, been to Le Cordon Bleu for cooking school. She knew about medicinal foods and took care of me when I was sick, and played Tom Petty records, and our men as they came and went were a source of drama and excitement but our friendship was the strongest, sweetest nutrient I ever drank. I called her my Precious Flower.

The drawings above and below weren’t homework assignments; they were friend portraits, done for Anita to keep.

anita 1990 2 by Rachel Ketchum aka Suzanne ForbesShe kept them, over the last thirty years, and sent me copies over Instagram two weeks ago.

She found me through my website, and we talked on Zoom. I got to meet her kitties, and see the huge backyard garden she is working on with friends in Tecate, where she lives now.

It is literally a miracle, to see someone after so very, very long and still know them and honor them, and talk about food and science fiction. I don’t really know how to talk about it.

Here’s our ginger grater, in my baking tool drawer here in West Berlin, in 2020.