I learned today that my mentor, friend and teacher Jim Lebick passed away last May. I knew him for over 20 years. I lost touch with him over the years, and I had been trying to contact him for months. He last contacted me around the time of his death, but I did not afford him of my time. He was sick and on pain pills when he called me, and not totally coherent. I did not realize how sick he was. I was not there for him when he needed me. Apparently his funeral service was private and there was no newspaper mention of his him or his life.
I will honor my friend with what I can: his story, his artwork and his teachings. He was a master artist who was not limited to painting(these are his attached)and drawing; he engraved on bull horns and antlers, did amazing pottery, bead work and he also was a master chef. He was trained as a medicine man in the Navajo reservation in Tuba City, AZ, was an illustrator and graphic designer before computers , worked in Chinatown as artist of traditional Chinese paintings, and an adept master of the Kabbalah and was also a humble janitor. Above all these things, he was a private, humble and gentle soul who was always kind to anyone, even those who judged him for his choices and his path. I was not there to honor him when he passed, but I will honor his teachings by teaching others, and keep his spirit of kindness and gentleness alive in this world that needs a spirit like his more than ever.