I grew up in the shadow of my big brother. He was an artist before I was. I watched as he learned to play music and I watched as he began his life in visual art. I followed in his footsteps. Eventually, I stuck with music and became a performance artist. He stayed with the visual arts of painting drawing and photography.
Today is April 4. It would have been my brother, James Gordon’s 56th birthday. However, he’ s not with us anymore. I have several of his photos and drawings hanging on the walls of my home. I think about how gregarious he was. I always envied his ability to be social and make new friends.
He passed away from complications with AIDS in 1994. He was 31.
I miss my big brother.
Happy birthday Jim!