Painter, printmaker, teacher, art historian, curator, political/social/arts activist, Red Sox and Celtics fan
By LLOYD SCHWARTZ | August 27, 2009
"He was so alive," a friend wrote to me a few days after Michael Mazur died, on August 18. Painter, printmaker, teacher, art historian, curator, political/social/arts activist, Red Sox and Celtics fan, Michael Mazur lived more than just one full life — and with boundless, tireless energy. I'm lucky to have counted him and his wife, poet Gail Mazur, among my dearest friends.No one made me laugh harder than Mike — the worse the pun (though occasionally there'd be a brilliant one), the bigger Gail's groan, the more I'd laugh. One summer I was visiting them at their summer home in Provincetown. They were teaching at the Fine Arts Work Center — an institution particularly dear to them. (Both served on the FAWC board of trustees — Mike as chair for five years.) Mike was giving a talk there about monotypes — the form of printmaking closest to painting (no two are exactly alike), and for which his innovations are famous. That morning, whoever was supposed to introduce him canceled, and Mike asked me to step in. Since I hadn't prepared anything, my brief introduction was more personal than the usual list of distinctions. I talked about how even though Mike was one of the funniest people I knew, he was also a serious artist and thinker. After his talk, several people told me they were puzzled by my remarks. Mike was such a tough and demanding teacher, they had no idea he could be funny. Of course, that humor and that seriousness came from the same life force. Fortunately for his friends, we could have both.
Michael Burton Mazur was born in New York in 1935 and grew up in Manhattan, a privileged only child. He attended the celebrated Horace Mann High School in Riverdale. (Anthony Lewis, Elliott Carter, Roy Cohn, Tom Lehrer, Renée Richards, and Jack Kerouac are among its other illustrious alumni; contemporary art curator Henry Geldzahler and cartoonist Ed Koren were Mike's classmates and friends.) At Amherst College, he spent his sophomore summer studying with Smith College artist and printmaker Leonard Baskin and took a year off to spend in Italy — one of his great loves. (Titian was a special favorite.) And he married Gail Beckwith, who was a student at Smith. (They just celebrated their 50th anniversary.) His graduate work was at the Yale School of Art and Architecture, where Neil Welliver and Fairfield Porter were among his teachers; he had his first solo exhibition in 1960, the year after he received his BFA. Working toward his MFA, he became sculptor Naum Gabo's assistant. In 1961, he started teaching: printmaking, life drawing, and anatomy at Rhode Island School of Design. On a Guggenheim, in 1964, he moved to Cambridge with his family — the Mazurs now had two children, Daniel and Kathe.
Shows began to happen. Awards began to accumulate. In 1965, he published his first unqualified masterpiece, a portfolio of 14 lithographs, powerful black and white scenes in a mental hospital called Images from a Locked Ward, his first artistic descent into Hell. In 1968, he published his first image based directly on Dante's Inferno, in Boston's Impressions Workshop fundraising portfolio for the group Artists Against Racism and the War.
