Say it in broken pieces

Feedback to  „This is SAMO©..“: less cryptic, I should report, the request  embarrass me. The story behind the Spanish words is complex. Over the years I always thought less of the then 18 -year-old boy who read to me when I was 21 and had very, very short hair. We played „if I had a flying carpet , I would fly to… Called him SAMO©, the name he let himself be introduced to me by his friends. Jean I spoke incorrectly, like jeans without s, never learned french in school. That SAMO with his real name, and long hair surprised the art world, I did not notice. My inner picture of him looked like Gerard Pas photographed, almost a boy.

SAM0 1979 Foto: Gerard Pas

Traveled with the suitcase. 1982/83 worked  in London, lived in Dave Stewarts home, in Crouch End, which is a strange coincidence. Dave later bought Basquiat paintings.  I guess Dave does not know, that SAMO© stayed in his living room. Renè Tinner, carried the case in Paris and St.Gallen. A list of persons who did it too, I guess would name the German „Geniale Dilletanten“ scene and Swiss Art-Director`s, gentlemen, a dying race I guess. Nobody knew then, that SAMO was Jean-Michel Basquiat. 1986 back in NYC for 3 weeks, with Tita Giese, to present the plantation project „Wild Park Avenue“ I stayed at Arleen`s Place, Broomestreet, SAMO lived around the corner, I did`nt knew.

1979 SAMO© is a writer and musician.

We performed  at A`s, wasp syntheziser, rhythm machine, Sax, voice and tape recorder. 1986-88,I worked in Switzerland, multiplied as a Copywriter the fame of Swiss cheese and Banks etc… he was a few 100 meters away in the Bischofberger Gallery.  Became a Mom traveling with my son and the suitcase, which later landed in an attic of a far distant aunt, filled with baby clothes that my son had outgrown. The suitcase vanished from my life. About fifteen years later, I was asked to donate to a children’s clothing collection, remembered, there were some in the attic of my Aunt Eva, who I met briefly 23 years after the death of my parents fot the first time. I discovered the clothes and the spanish words. Called  Arleen Schloss  in NYC, she enlightening me. I discovered the Diptic with “ SAMO© ESTA EN ALGO „and everything was back in my brain, my promise to return within two years to New York, that would have been 1980/1, date of the “ SAMO© ESTA EN ALGO “ diptic. Surreal and somehow a kind of tragic-comedy like much else in the encounter with him. Should summarize it once, can do it, in broken pieces, memory fragments.