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Peter Pan Zahorecz
cultural worker, conceptual artist & rebel (1965-2006)
[edit] I Remember Peter Pan
- (for beautiful Dee Dee & Chelsea) with apologies to Joe Brainard's "I Remember" — by Rupert Wondolowski
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- I remember Peter Pan Zahorecz of the Cobbly
- World Fellowship. I remember how he was lured
- to Baltimore by promises of streets that smoked and
- were lined with glittering green glass.
- I remember sitting next to Peter in Second Story
- Books on Greenmount as the communists argued
- intently and drunkenly with the anarchists and it
- was as if he'd always been there among the dusty
- Faulkners, quietly and giddily expounding Rube
- Goldbergian concepts of anarcho comic bliss and
- subversion.
- I remember how Peter's dashing smile could
- light up a room and how Dee Dee was always there
- with him, two lava lamps of linked spirit love hugging
- everyone and spreading good wishes. Like your
- favorite grandparents, except young and sexy and
- rebellious.
- And they weren't one of those over-bubbly couples
- that would move your lunch squamously, rubbing your
- Borgnine nose in your private abyss, they simply were.
- Like two majestic rocks abutting in the Grand Canyon.
- I remember Peter telling me how he did art
- restoration in L.A. and that he once restored a series
- of Shari Lewis surrealist paintings of Lambchop flying
- over landscapes.
- I remember how he understood my fear of and
- fascination with Jerry Lewis and how he and John
- Berndt spent an entire night scanning Jerry Lewis
- movies, looking for key noises that we all associated
- with Jerry and they couldn't find them! They looked
- like two starved raccoons on crystal meth by the
- end of it, the lost hours of their lives snaking
- razorwire green smoke from their googly eyes.
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- I remember how Peter could love both Big Daddy
- Roth and Marcel Duchamp. Joseph Beuys and early
- Mad magazine. I remember his spot on imitation
- of Charles Nelson Reilly (not as easy as you'd think)
- and how he loved it when lovely Caroline of Wales
- would say "Oi Ploncka".
- I remember Peter Pan often in Boy Scout
- uniforms and how he'd explain the repressed homo-
- erotic underpinnings of that organization and the
- military and how inverted sexuality often led to fist
- fights and countries being invaded. I remember
- his love of girl energy. I remember his perfect
- dinner roll buttocks and how whenever I called them
- that Dee Dee laughed and beamed so I would say it
- often until I was alone in a lead box being observed
- by Hopkins professors.
- I remember the joy of opening a bookstore with
- Peter and Dee Dee and six others. I remember
- Peter's razor sharp drawings were always among the
- best things in my magazine and I remember watching
- Artscape tourists following the route of his Stations
- of the Cross as Street Signs art piece.
- But most of all I remember his everlasting state
- of centered being. His ability to know the world
- deeply, including its darkest corporate machinations,
- but to always stay afloat on love and hope and high
- spirited rebellion. I remember seeing the Great
- Flying Hot Rod of the God Pan come for him that
- fateful day. How he packed a few stencils and a
- spray paint can, gave Dee Dee the longest, wettest
- kiss and climbed aboard with impossibly radiant
- stars in his eyes, never again to age or feel sorrow.
- Forever a gleam in every rapscallion's eye.
- Rupert Wondolowski (June 2006)
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Peter Zahorecz, April 25th, 1965 - June 4th, 2006
One of the best people we have ever known &
co-founder of Normals. Thinker, lover, artist,
musician, craftsman, grafittist, anarchist,
archivisit, curator, adventurer and friend...
Peter Pan, we will always love you!
- Normals
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