The other evening, at a Whidbey Life Magazine get together, Harry Anderson reflected that there were many people who had moved to Whidbey for the “second act” of their life. It made me think about Kent Lovelace. He spent decades being a printmaker, but eventually, he was ready to move beyond that into full-time painting.
You could say that Kent had gone well past the second act and was on the fourth or fifth, as he moved from printmaker, to gallery owner, back to contract printing for other artists, and then to painting and a new life on Whidbey Island.
The things I remember about Kent are these: That he was always generous with praise for other artists’ work, that he was kind, and that he was never afraid to take his art in a completely new direction from where it had previously traveled.
His early exit was a cruel one. I’m so sorry there are no more acts in this play.