It is said we all have a book in us, our lives a story worth the tale. Sometimes, think perhaps my life is a tale worth perhaps more than one book, but perhaps the story most needing to be told is the one about my years as the son-in-law to long dead artist Ezio Martinelli. Though I never met the man, in many ways I live in his shadow, a bit player in a epic tale worthy of a Fellini like movie made for the silver screen. Though far less famous than his New York School Expressionist Jackson Pollock, the man none the less cast his own shadow on the art world, a shadow that in some ways changed my own life, especially the later years yet to come.
Realizing this, have decided I owe it to myself, to share my own tale, tell my story to the world, add my own chapter to the rumors and truths that swirl around this man, share my own experiences and my own betrayals as the son-in-law to an almost, but not quite famous American Artist. Not wanting to offend any one, have decided to write a work of historical fiction, a story based upon historical reality, bearing a very close semblance to real life, but none the less fictional. Ezio Martinelli's relationship to Modernist Muse Sheri Martinelli, their love child's sad and tragic death, their daughter in her old age spending a summer locked in a morgue waiting to be claimed...the stories heard over a bottle of wine after a finely prepared meal, some of his works residing in my attic collecting dust, the world almost seeming to no longer care. Oh but fame is a fleeting thing. Fact or historical fiction...let my readers decipher which is which as the epic adventure encompassing fifteen years of my life as Ezio Martinelli's son unfolds.
Stay tuned in the next year as I post about my progress in penning this literary work, perhaps even sharing snippets as it unfolds as I spill out my own pain, the pixels flowing across the proverbial silver screen as I share the story of how I got caught up in the spider web of the Martinelli clan.
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