Saturday, October 06, 2007

Carlucci- ELF MPC - R.I.P

The original ELF from New York, died a few weeks ago. Turned out he was still an active artist and was only 38 years old. It's a shame that a lot of the time you don't find out about people until they die. I heard about ELF MPC in about 1997 I think, after seeing some wholecars he painted, you can see more of his pieces over here, strangely last year I got in touch with Desism, his old painting partner who had recently met up with him after several years.
As well as being a subway writer, he was a magician, musician and performance artist. You can read more in his obituary.

Watch him perform some of his crazy magic in the clip below.

I found a short piece of writing by Carlucci's Mother after looking for some more bit's about 'ELF', it sums up pretty much all the things I've read about the man, he seemed a very open, honest and importantly free thinking creative human being, who achieved a great deal and touched a lot of people in his short time here.

Nicias said: Whatever does not kill us will make us stronger.

He was a difficult child. Difficult in the sense that he defied conventionality. He loathed the prospect of being ordinary since it was alien to the complexity of his physiology.
It was a constant struggle to be unique in a world of homogeneous people who only see things on one level. Carlucci pushed, kicked and raged against the prospect of being ordinary beyond the normal perimeters and then some. The simple truth is that he was an extraordinary human being. He shaped, prodded, manipulated an idea until it was his own—always original and ideally “Carlucci”.
One of the gifts that God bestowed on Carlucci was the uncanny ability to breathe life into inanimate objects. Whatever medium he chose, from inception to execution, the end result was nothing short of spectacular. I believe that it was also a curse because of the relentless need to create screaming to break through until it was sated.
Carlucci believed that we were all here to teach and help one another. Through his art he would make a difference, and he must use this gift. He rose to the challenge and achieved and excelled beyond even his own high expectations.
I always worried about my “starving artist” son, but Carlucci did not consider material wealth a priority. “You can’t take it with you”, he reminded me numerous times. A passage in the bible, Ecclesiastes, chapter 5, verse 15: Naked a man comes from his mother’s womb and as he comes so he departs. He takes nothing from his labor that he can carry in his hand.
It doesn’t surprise me that people whom I did not know personally have stated how Carlucci enriched their lives by his kindness and unconditional friendship.
A phrase I have heard over and over is that he was loved and respected. How many people in their entire lifetime can achieve those qualities?
What legacy has Carlucci left behind? He was special in every aspect; totally, irrevocably and unabashedly unique, blessed and treasured in every way possible.
He is my child, he is your child, he is everyone’s child, forever and ever in our hearts. His art is bigger than life itself vibrating like the sound of thunder in the sky, Carlucci and art as one.

All my love, Mom


mom said...

Dear Capitano: thank you for your rendition of have captured him right down to the infamous rings...he was special in every way, kind,unique and one of a kind...thank you...Carlucci's Mom.

Lalu Jenkins said...

Thanks for sharing. Here is a page I made today...

bestdubblex said...

DubbleX -I remember Carl very well. I use to play music, well noise with him. He was a lot of fun and full of ideas.

Brielle said...

Thanks for this tribute and great video which I just saw for the first time. May his passion and personality still light all of our lives who he touched.