
Memories of Chuck Paterson, 1945-2020
I can’t actually remember when or where I first met Chuck Paterson. Perhaps at that pivotal San Francisco 1990 ICOC or an early ACOR or one of the Tribal Art Shows, because he was at all of those events, ubiquitous with his open friendly smile, welcoming manner and unfiltered Camel in his fingers. In fact,… Read more »