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Tornado Plate #62

7/1/2019

The Dallmeyer Home along East Capital Avenue in Jefferson City was built in 1869, 100 years before Woodstock and Altamont. A second story was added in 1875, remodeling in the neo-classic style in 1910, and a second story porch in the 1930’s. Supposedly its owners sat on that porch and watched Harry Truman and Winston Churchill pass by on their way to Westminster College where Churchill gave his ‘Iron Curtain’ speech in 1945. The roof of that porch, along with the roof the entire house, was ripped off by the May 22 tornado. A drone photograph from a slightly elevated angle shows the severity of the damage to the roof. And that was just part of the significant structural damage.

It, like so much else, is waiting on the insurers.

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NOTE: Fifteen of these works depicting Jefferson City, Missouri’s May 22 tornado damage have been compiled into an artbook, which may be viewed and purchased at Capital Arts in Jefferson City, or purchased on this website in either 10-inch paperback or signed 12-inch hardcover).

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Curtis Hendricks

All my life I have had to learn to do things differently. To see the world differently.

Art attracted me from the beginning. Almost every home in the tiny farming village where I grew up had DaVinci’s ‘Last Supper’ on the wall. I would come across modern abstract art in magazines and be absolutely fascinated by the colors and techniques.

But there were no artists in my village. No one understood what modern art was. Or why it was. But there was an appreciation for photography.

I began shooting with a 1960 model Agfa rangefinder fixed-lens 35mm camera and learned to use darkroom techniques to finish my work. Graduating to a single lens reflex camera I worked primarily with Kodachrome. Digital photography opened a new world. The computer became the artboard I never had; the darkroom I could never afford. I discovered there would never be a camera or a lens that could capture what I saw in my head – that, I had to learn to create on my own.

I use the photograph the same way a painter uses a charcoal sketch – as a starting place. I squeeze out the unseen hiding between the pixels; the angels, the demons of my own imagination.

Light. Color. Darkness. Perspective. Introversion. Mystery. Love.

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Tornado Plate #62

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