Jim Brothers passed away this week–a loss that made national news. It was covered by roughly 100 papers. Here’s the story in The Boston Globe.

He was an outstanding figurative sculptor who I met in 1991 when he was sculpting in a chicken shed–broke, unknown, but very talented. I began helping him get gigs all over the country: the National D-Day Memorial, the Eisenhower Monument in DC, the Mark Twain Monument in Hartford, etc. Steven Spielberg even acquired a piece.  I tell part of Jim’s story in Living the Artist’s Life.

We made a little history together, and raised some hell along the way.  It was a beautiful run. Take it easy, Jim.