Peter Marbury flew from his yellow 749s Ducati straight into the spirit world while enjoying an afternoon ride with a friend on "a long windy road in wherever" -as he descibed one of his favorite activities - in Florida, late February of 2009. An overwhelming tragedy for his family, friends, and everyone else exposed to his loving, generous nature; A loss of a true artist, one who was more passionately lost in the creative process, and less concerned with playing the role of artist in the community; He was a man in love. A man in love with making art; a man in love with his family; in love with his garden, with humanity. What a traumatic end to a truly inspired and inspiring life. So many tears shed to see him depart from the physical world. To see someone so great, yet so humble, dissappear so fast was hard to fathom by those close to him. Many months of shock, disbelief, and mourning followed. The grief we all felt was tempered with loving memories and stories from his truly phenomonal life, to a point of revelation. He died doing something he loved, after living a long, inspiring life of love, compassion, and truth, so his flame burns on in all of our hearts and minds. This video was pieced together from old film that he shot, pictures that were taken at the various moments in his life, and miscellaneous tv interviews - It was first shown at his memorial ceremony, celebrating his life in June of 2009.
The essence of Peter Marbury lives on through those he inspired and continues to inspire; the selfless acts of kindness that just happened to be in his nature day after day, the amazing body of artwork he left behind - painting, mobiles, bronze scultures, kitchen sinks - he was constantly creating; and with all those lucky to have crossed paths with such a beautiful man who warmed their hearts by simply being anchored in love himself. Soft spoken, humble, nurturing, and always willing help any one who needed it... Peter walked an enlightened path. He was a peaceful warrior, a true heart master, my hero.
This is a little edit of footage taken by artist, Mark Wilson, of his art and surroundings for his current show in Paris. Peaceful winter snowscapes turn to hectic spring rain while the pendulum drawing contraption turns; space and time bend to the sonic freeeakquencies of his singing bowl, while enigmatic whispers sporatically seek to be understood.