Bruce Bickford (1947-2019)

Bruce was an American animated filmmaker, who worked primarily in clay animation From 1974 to 1980, he collaborated with Frank Zappa  Bickford's animation was featured extensively in the Frank Zappa videos Baby Snakes and The Dub Room Special. Zappa also released a video titled The Amazing Mr. Bickford, which was entirely composed of Bickford animations set to a soundtrack of Zappa's orchestral music.  His life and work were featured in the 2004 biographical documentary film Monster Road, directed by Brett Ingram.

Brett Ingram is the director of Monster Road and I spending some quality time with Bruce

On the roof of Bruce's house.

Dining with Bruce, which is was a rare treat.

Clues!

MONSTER ROAD (Brett Ingram, 2004) on Vimeo

I was introduced to bruce through my good friend Brett Ingram. I was lucky enough to spend a few days with both of them on two separate trips. There was no one on this planet that was like Bruce. I will miss his sense of humor and commentary.

Bruce on Monster Road

Renaldo Gillet Kuhler

November 21, 1931 – June 2, 2013

Renaldo Gillet Kuhler, 81, passed away on Sunday, June 2, 2013, at Rex Hospital.
Renaldo was born in Teaneck, NJ and grew up in Rockland County, NY, the son of the late Simone and Otto Kuhler, a renowned artist and designer of streamlined steam locomotives during the Art Deco period.

At the age of 16, Renaldo moved with his parents to a remote cattle ranch high in the Colorado Rockies. To cope with the boredom and isolation of ranch life, Renaldo invented an imaginary country he called Rocaterrania and began his secret life’s work, illustrating the nation’s history in pencil, ink, and paint.

In 1960, he graduated with a B.A. in History from the University of Colorado in Boulder where he designed titles for Dog Star Man, a film by his friend Stan Brakhage, a renowned experimental filmmaker. Renaldo was an exhibits designer at the Eastern Washington State Historical Society in Spokane until 1967 when he returned to Colorado to for two years of study in museology. In 1969, he was hired by the North Carolina Museum of Natural Sciences where he eventually trained himself to become a scientific illustrator par excellence. He retired from the museum in1999.
In 2009, Renaldo’s theretofore private world of Rocaterrania was unveiled in a documentary film, and his beautiful illustrations have since been exhibited in Baltimore, New York, and Raleigh, and will be exhibited in Paris later this year. Renaldo was proudest of his 30-year career as a scientific illustrator in which he produced hundreds of plates detailing the anatomies of myriad natural history specimens.

As talented as he was, Renaldo will be best remembered for his generosity, old world charm, and the loveable eccentricities in which he reveled. If ever there was a man unafraid to be himself, it was Renaldo.

He loved bathtubs, gaslights, long legs, ice cream, and horses ears, played a violin he built from plywood and laminated paper, and smoked mullein from a handmade “cig-pipe.” He loved hiking the trails and parks of Raleigh and made several pilgrimages with friends to his Mecca in Asheville, The Grove Park Inn. Self-described as “urban Amish,” Renaldo never drove a car, used a cell phone or a computer, and only begrudgingly traded his rotary phone for a touchtone model in his later years. He gave descriptive nicknames to most of his friends and acquaintances and designed his own tailored “uniforms.”

Describe a 6’4’’ man with a long white beard and ponytail hiking up Glenwood Avenue wearing lederhosen and a boy scout neckerchief, and any longtime Raleigh resident will exclaim, “I’ve seen that guy!” Renaldo never met a stranger and no one who ever met him for even a moment ever forgot him.

Renaldo’s home away from home was the 42nd Street Oyster Bar in Raleigh where his photograph is prominently displayed above the bar. He possessed an encyclopedic knowledge of history, architecture, and movies, and was a student of calligraphy and languages. He was staunchly liberal, gave generously to environmental and humanitarian causes, and was a true defender of the underdog in every facet of life. Most of all, he was a good friend to those lucky enough to have known him.
In Renaldo’s own words, “Each man is a nation unto himself and what he does with that nation is up to him.” They broke the mold when they made you, Renaldo. You are loved and you will be missed.
Renaldo never married. He is survived by his sister, Winona Zabriskie and brother-in-law Bill Zabriskie of Naples, FL, niece Fern Zabriskie of Olympia, WA, and nephew Dane Zabriskie of West Chester, PA

--- By Brett Ingram