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"I knew Mr John Saint John as a child. He was our neighbor in Buellton, CA and he watched me grow up. We used to have potluck block parties. He got along really well with my mother since she is Puerto Rican and he had taught art at the University of Puerto Rico. His Spanish was flawless. He was the first artist to use that technique of painting oil with the little knife. Many of his city scenes, were when he was on a boat looking back at the island of Puerto Rico. The song “Adios, San Juan” inspired him. Everybody from Puerto Rico knows that song and would all join in singing it and crying. It’s about people who leave the island and are looking back at their homeland for the last time as they sail off to the America mainland. He gave a painting of that memory to my mother.

He loved to laugh and at Puerto Rican parties would recite Bombas which are jokes in Spanish which were a little racy. He loved my mom’s arroz con pollo. He was a bachelor and loved my mom’s cooking which also reminded him of his time in Puerto Rico. He loved to eat and to laugh.

He loved to paint the Mountains above Santa Barbara in California when they were surrounded by mist from the clouds and the ocean fog. He loved the ever-changing landscapes. His palette for these were usually blues and greens. He tried to evoke a feeling of calmness. His nudes were in passion colors-oranges with yellow, and usually had a nude lady with her hair up from the back. Most of them were the same lady. Mom and Dad used to tease him that she was his long-lost love.

We used to visit his gallery on the weekends after church. He would take a landscape painting and put it on an easel. He would ask me what I saw. Then, he would turn it upside down and ask me again. We would lay this game every time I came in with different paintings. He took my opinions very seriously. He encouraged me to really observe, and feel what each painting was telling me. To use my imagination and creativity.

He had one landscape that was different from all the others. It had all the colors of the rainbow and is in his book. He said that painting was bad luck. The first two people that owned the painting died mysteriously and he said it was cursed. I told him I didn’t believe in curses. It was a beautiful oil painting full of passion. I always thought it was his best work.

He went to India and brought me back a yellow blouse and a blue skirt. He also brought gifts for my parents and sister.

His home was full of paintings in every room. He barely had anywhere to sit! His home was where he painted and also he painted outdoors. His gallery in Solvang was where he sold his work. He later moved to Santa Bárbara.

That is just a few of many memories. I knew him for 10 years."
Alison G.

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