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“Educational Writings-Discourse, Part XXVIII: the Life and Times of Beverly Carrick—World-Famous Artist, Part Seven!” by Moses Scharbug III



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Elemental News of the Day Commentary-Opinion-Sports-Foodservice for           Friday, December 28, 2012 by Moses Scharbug III

 

 

EDUCATIONAL WRITINGS-DISCOURSE, PART XXVIII

HOLIDAY SEASON 2012

 

THREE DAYS AFTER CHRISTMAS AND FOUR DAYS TO NEW YEAR’S EVE 2012 AND THE NEW YEAR 2013!

 

 

Educational Writings-Discourse, Part XXVIII: the Life and Times of Beverly Carrick—World-Famous Artist, Part Seven!” by Moses Scharbug III

 

Harry and Beverly Carrick at 1969's Famed 'Hippie Party.' 

Bakersfield, CA, 12-28-2012 F:  Welcome to the Friday version of the AICP-END Blogsite, the place where for the past seven days, we have been doing a close look at the life of Beverly Carrick Snow, famed artist and friend of the blog.  We love her very much and are so sorry that she has left us and we hope that soon, we will be crossing the dividing line between 2012 and 2013 and that she is not going to be making the journey with us.   It is hard to leave family, friends, and people we see on a daily basis behind us but most of us such as myself, being the age I am, have already lost most of my family.  All I can say is that each loss makes us stronger and yet, at the same time, they do not.  Just when one thinks that he or she can stand alone and face the world, something else catches them by surprise and knocks them to their feet.  It is like having total faith in your spouse and then discovering that your spouse would rather help other members of her family over you and that in so helping these other folks, it leaves you at a loss.  Throughout my life, I have done my utmost best to be the best person I can and lo and behold, something happens that takes me by total surprise and I am left wondering where I am.  At the current time, the Carrick family is struggling through their loss and to them, I say, “Godspeed, I hope you find the peace for which you search!”

We have been talking about the life and times of Beverly Carrick, the events that formed not only her but also those that formed her family, too.  We know that Harry Hall Carrick, father of the family, had numerous personality issues as well as substance abuse issues, too.  We know that he terrorized his wife and sons and that his coworkers and their families thought he was a wonderful man.  The sad fact of the matter is that he was not and that the move to Bakersfield in 1967 coincided with a time in his life in which, he was beginning to lose it.  A person cannot consume copious amounts of alcohol without it damaging both their mental and physical health at some point and in Harry’s case; his mishandling of his and his family’s life was taking its toll on him. 

Money was coming in thanks to his Mobil Oil salary and investments that his family had and ones that he acquired, himself, through his business associates.  As always, it was about control, control of his family and control of his money, and if his wife brought any revenue into the home, Harry expected her to do her best with what she made.  Beverly was beginning to see things differently and had her first thoughts about life after Harry, whenever that might be, she didn’t know.  It was at this time that she began fantasizing about Harry having a heart attack, contracting a fatal disease, or maybe dying in an auto accident or from a fall suffered in the shower.  Unfortunately, all Harry had were minor bladder infections and a fear that possibly, he was developing diabetes so he cut his alcohol back to nothing but gin because it had the lowest amount of carbohydrates.

Beverly continued to paint in her studio and to do business with her agents down south.  Bit by bit over time, the Carrick name became better known and through skillful handling of information was able to increase the percentage of her profit from each sale.   Throughout this time, she knew that at some point, she was going to have to find another agent, someone who would push her and her art to its next level, the one that would buy her freedom out of this birdcage in which, she was imprisoned.  It was clear that Harry was a very possessive man and that he did not doubt for a minute that his wife would leave him if she thought she could live on her own.  He kept his eye on everything and did his taxes himself taking all of her information and computing the amount, they owned the federal government.  There was no way that Harry was going to overlook a cent if he could help it.

Beverly began doing cash sales on the side as a member of the Bakersfield Art Association and she did private sales out of her home.  She squirreled this money away in accounts known only to her and did her best to conceal its existence from her husband.  Meanwhile, life went on much the same, Harry at work, Beverly in the studio, Patrick away at college, and Brian struggling through his emotional turmoil at Washington Junior High School.  

Brian had it rough; things were not going well for him.  As mentioned yesterday, he had taken to hanging out with the tough guys and ignoring his original friends, idolizing the thuggish kids who nowadays normal people would see as little more than back alley kids but who at the time played around with any drugs on which they could put their hands.  They also went around thieving from their neighbors and anyone else that presented an opportunity and because Beverly gave him free reign, he took her up on all the freedom she allowed him. 

The idea of doing drugs scared him, which was good because this was the beginning of the drug movement into the middle classes.  What had begun during the mid-1960s was now spreading into the high schools and grade schools, infecting more and more kids whom the drugs would traumatize in one way or another as their lives proceeded.   Steve Foster was the leader of the pack, he did what not everyone else would do and this is the person Brian chose to idolize.  There were other kids like Randy Miller and Israel Gonzales who found themselves in trouble with the law numerous times and ended up going away into the juvenile court system.  However, before Israel disappeared, he coaxed Brian into shoplifting cigarettes at Justin’s Market on River Boulevard on several occasions as a price of admission into the “gang.” 

Brian was terrified doing this and yet, he did, he has confided in me over the course of the interviews I have conducted this past couple of week that he was terrified.  He was afraid of the police catching him, of them sending him to juvenile hall, and of embarrassing his parents and grandparents and yet, this is precisely what he did.   He didn’t smoke, that was the rub of the situation but his other friends did and one day while lifting the smokes, the store management apprehended him in the parking lot.  Walked into the store, through the aisles and into the back office, he said little other than what the manager asked him:

“Who are your parents?” 

He answered with the truth and broke down in sobs, tears running down his cheeks.  He was horrified by what he had done but had been powerless to stop it, so determined was he in becoming part of the “in-group.”   He knew they would be impressed as losers are always impressed when someone is captured and held to account for his or her actions but that was not his major worry: he knew his mother would be there and soon and there was no telling what she would do when she saw her punk kid. 

When she walked into the manager’s office, he asked her if this was her son to which, she nodded “yes.”  She then held up a belt and for the first time in his life felt the kiss of a leather belt across his bare cheeks.  It felt as if she were tearing skin (which she was not but in his traumatized state, it sure felt like it) as she laid the belt across him again and again.  She then told him to go to the car so she could settle things with the grocery store and then drove home with her son beside her in complete silence. 

Once home, she let him have the belt again a few more times and then laid the law down: “I am buying you no more record albums when we go grocery shopping every week, that is over for good.  Furthermore, you are grounded for ONE month, your allowance is gone, no more friends coming to the house, you are getting a haircut, and the only time you leave the house is to go to school or to work at your grandparents’ store on the weekends. What’s more, there is going to be no more television: you are going to bed at 8 o’clock every single night!”  After that, it was “don’t talk to me!”   

When his father came home, it initiated an argument that went on for a week, “about the worthless younger son of the family.”  Harry was aghast that someone working for him would find out that his son was a common cigarette-stealing thief and so did his best to shield himself from any loss of reputation.  What did he do? He shut his son off to his gaze and so Brian experienced what it was like living in a world of silence, NOT one with the parents battling in front of him but one in which, he experienced the cold shoulder from sun up to sun down.  He went through silence from the time he came home from school to the time he left in the morning. 

His normal friends walked along with him, primarily Randy Kyles, truly, his best friend but during this month, the youngster had a lot of time to be with himself and as he explained it later, he felt like someone else was living in there with him, someone who was not kindly disposed to his way of thinking or his life.   His conscience troubled him and his thuggish friends congratulated him on his remaining silent under pressure, by not giving up his “friends” who supposedly kept watch while he did the stealing.  For some reason, he seemed to feel that this was something special, to be inducted to the brotherhood of junior hoodlums and unfortunately, it was not to be his last. 

The final time he got into trouble was the spring of 1970, in the final months of his eighth grade experience.  A kid he didn’t really care for, David Huddleston used to come around his house and one of the things that drove Brian into hanging out with the bad dudes was the fact that his home was spectacular by most standards.  Living atop Magnolia Hill in a large spacious home with a backyard full of fruit trees, a large swimming pool, and more square footage than any of three homes of his so-called friends combined, it bothered him inside.  Here was a thirteen-year-old kid undergoing pangs about living better than those around him do and rebelling against it.  Sure, it was something emanating out of the rebellious 1960s but for the younger son, it was difficult.  For one thing, he did not feel comfortable inviting any of the kids over save Randy Kyles and his brother, Sean, because he did not want them to know that he truly was NOT like them.   The family was NOT wealthy but it was upper middle class and that embarrassed him as most of his classmates were from the lower classes living in poorer neighborhoods.

David was a troublesome kid, he was one that Brian simply could not shake off, and he came over, followed him home, came inside and spoke to his mother as though he were on her level.  She instinctively didn’t care for this kid but overlooked him and what his effect on her son might be and gave him a pass because he was a friend of her son. 

Brian, on the other hand, had a difficult time shaking this kid off, he knew he was bad news but he was powerless to send him away AND he was somewhat afraid of him, too.  In many ways, he was worse than any of the other bad kids; he had been locked up in juvenile hall at a young age and had spent many periods of time there.  Still, he seemed fairly normal on other occasions and so Brian fooled himself that David was “okay.”

One day, they were wandering around not knowing what to do.  It was a Sunday and so they ended up at Washington Junior High School.  In the late 1960s and early 1970s, campuses were not closed off in the way they are now and so they had easy access.  David admired the trophies in the school’s showcase and told Brian that he wanted to “take them.”  Brian was afraid but didn’t know what to say and so after many moments of deliberation and also of trying to act inconsequential as other kids roamed the halls, too, David took a rock and tied it up in his t-shirt and broke the glass with a shatter. 

Immediately, he removed the school’s sports trophies that he liked and quickly hid them as other kids came up and said, “Hey! Did you take them?” 

Of course, they lied and said they didn’t but Brian knew enough that he and David were stupider than stupid and that they would be caught.  They agreed to go separate ways and so Brian went home trembling with fear that he was going to go to juvenile hall and God knows what would happen to him there? 

He staggered home after what seemed like hours and then sat about the house until dinner arrived.  His mother and father noticed that he was not himself and seemed to be distressed and uncommunicative.  He had not been like this since he had been on better behavior since the previous winter when he had spent the month home on restriction.  Finally, he broke down and confessed what had happened and became uncontrollably upset.  Both his father and mother were stunned and for the first time, didn’t hurl blame back and forth and launch into a weeklong argument.  His father took control of the situation and called the Bakersfield Police Department and told them what had happened.  They already knew the occurrence and had a good idea as to who had been involved and it was a short time before officers arrived at the house. 

We will pick up with our narrative again tomorrow and let me tell you, this is a highly difficult event for Brian to share so we owe him a hand on this.  He freely admits that his teenage years and his twenties were not the best but what he exhibited was the psychology of one who has gone through repeated emotional stress, mainly because of his parents’ constant fighting back and forth.  Parents have to realize that every horrible thing said in front of their children can have damaging effects, which take years sometimes to work their way out.  It is important that all parents do what Beverly’s parents did when she was a child and keep their problems between themselves lest they ruin the future lives of their children. 

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Jim Sklar and Harry Carrick at 1969's 'Hippie Party.'
 

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Joyce and Harry Carrick at 1969's 'Hippie Party.'
 

          This is a difficult part of the tale, no doubt, not only for Brian but for parents the world over as when they argue, they have no idea what damage they cause their children.  I have seen it over the course of my lifetime spent working with the young and many times, they suffer silently and then go onto live disabled lives as adults.  I think it is highly important that every parent take a pledge to do their best to give their children normal lives lest they turn them into damaged adults worse than they do.  All one has to do is to pay attention to the crime statistics and to see where many of the problems criminals suffer commenced: most of the time, it began during their childhoods.            
Harry, Beverly Carrick & Jim Sklar at 1969's 'Hippie Party.'
 

          Friends, please buy your holiday gifts as soon as possible, so you if the world does continue, you and yours can enjoy them.  Nothing says “I love you” better than a Beverly Carrick painting and now that the artist has passed away, her paintings are invaluable.  Buy now by calling us at 661-831-2544 after looking at the beverlycarrick.com website.   

          For the fashion-conscious living in Bakersfield, California, please visit the Westchester Hair Company located in Bakersfield, California, on “F” Street above the famed KC Steakhouse.  Carol is the proprietor and this year, they have lost not only Beverly Carrick Snow but also Ron Lopez, one of the top hairstylists in the city.  We promote them and their abilities and want you to call them at 661-324-9864.  Please visit us weekly if you live in Kern County and if you live outside, please fly in once a month from any part of the world and have Carol take care of your hair—you will not be disappointed.  We recommend nothing but the best here at the AICP-END so please visit them and tell them that WE sent you!  Thank you!                                                                       

Anyhow, let us close with this impassioned plea—please leave some comments and/or become a follower and why not spend some money and purchase an album by MOUNTAIN or West, Bruce, and Laing and/or buy a cookbook from Amazon.com—we want to make some money here so help us out by buying something!  Allied with them, we are pleased to market their merchandise! When we finish advertising albums by Mountain and West, Bruce and Laing, we will begin presenting albums by Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention!  See you next time around! Bye!  

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Moses Scharbug III

Moses Scharbug III
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This is me when I was a university professor at one of California’s State Universities in the Southland back in the 1970’s.  I have been retired for the past 15 years and have been the assistant editor of the END since its first incarnation back in 2009.

 

Moses Scharbug III writes from Oildale, CA.

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This is #0070, a 24” x 48" original oil painting by Beverly Carrick entitled, “Day’s End." It is among her more beautiful works and is available for sale. You can see much more of her work at her Website, located at http://www.beverlycarrick.com or at Brian Carrick's Facebook page. At her Website, you will see not only more original oil paintings but also lithographs, giclees, prints, miniatures, photographs, and even her award-winning instructional video entitled, "Painting the Southwest with Beverly Carrick." Beverly has been painting for more than 60 years and known around the world for both the beauty and timelessness of her artworks. Hanging in private and public galleries and followed by many fans encircling the globe—her works instill awe because of her artistic brilliance and personal beauty. We urge you to go to her Website NOW and view her work. It is possible that you will find something you like and will want to buy it for yourself, a friend, a loved one, or a neighbor! You will not be disappointed so please: do yourself a favor and go there IMMEDIATELY! Thank you, the Elemental News of the Day!

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  1. Size 36” x 72”………………………………………………………….$18,000.00.
  2. Size 40” x 60”………………………………………………………….$15,450.00.
  3. Size 36” x 48”………………………………………………………….$11,500.00.
  4. Size 30” x 40”………………………………………………………….$ 9,900.00.
  5. Size 24” x 48”………………………………………………………….$ 9,000.00.
  6. Size 24” x 36”…………………………………………………………$ 8,240.00.
  7. Size 24” x 30”…………………………………………………………$ 7,600.00.
  8. Size 20” x 24”…………………………………………………………$ 5,950.00.
  9. Size 18” x 24”…………………………………………………………$ 5,950.00.
  10. Size 16” x 20”…………………………………………………………$ 5,400.00.
  11. Size 12” x 24” …................................................................................$ 5,400.00.
  12. Size 12” x 16”….................................................................................$ 4,500.00.
  13. Size 11” x 14”…………………………………………………………$ 4,500.00.
  14. Size 9” x 12” ………………………………………………………….$ 1,200.00.
  15. Size 8” x 10” ………………………………………………………….$ 1,000.00.

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