-- It brings the playground days right in my livingroom-- Jim Foster, The Globe--
Roberts
televised sermon. Lowrents
was a pioneer in his infant days, just after birth his mother placed
him into a plastic bag and tossed him in a river. Lowrents lived for
six days on waterbugs until a wild dog drug his bloated body ashore.
The dog raised him until the tender age of seven, until a hunting party
confused his canine mother as attacking the youth and instantly shot
her. The story baffled scientists and made local fame in a pulp
magazine pictured to the right. Lowrents was put in a foster couple's
care and then sent to a state learning facility. Teachers instantly
picked
up his crude talents of artistry while Lowrents smeared his feces on
various walls. Shapes of mountains and trees which transferred our
esteemed visionary into a mental hospital for observation. Being around
people more down to his animalistic behaivor, Lowrent's discovered the
fantastic world of fingerpainting and macaroni art. In mere days he was
a cut above his cellmates, some of his early works inspired his fellow
peers to riotious proportions getting several nurses and orderlies
raped and killed. Rubber rooms, 3 a.m. beatings and straitjackets could
not discourage or break the focus of what lied ahead for this great
man.
The courts released Lowrents at 18 to embark on his art career. His
first gallery was displayed in a truckstop shitter on three stalls
drawing rave reviews from passerbys and commode critics. One of those
critics was a famous New York art dealer, who that day really had a bad
case of the shits. He marveled in delight while flushing the stool,
demanding that Lowrent's show off his talent in the Big Apple. The rest
is history and a folly of artistic awards plus the Nobel. Now out from
seclusion, we at the Institute present his wonderful gifts...
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Following in the footsteps of Van Gogh, Tony
Clifton and Mike Diana, this artist puts passion before fame.