Hazel Stilton Hotsnatch
1949-?
On Loan From the Private Collection of Sappho Bessarabian-Muncher
December 1, 1998 to May 30, 1999 THE SHEBOYGAN ART MUSEUM
1. Hazel Stilton Hotsnatch
When their Chevrolet Monte Carlo broke down near Minneapolis/St. Paul,
Hazel Stilton Hotsnatch and her husband Harlan D. Hotsnatch had no way
of knowing it would be the beginning of a brilliant though ephemeral
career in painting for the then unknown genius, Hazel. Up until then,
she had lived quietly in her hometown of Poteet, Texas with Harlan, her
brother Bubba, and her cat Gertrude. Her ventures into art consisted
mostly of a brief experimentation with photography at the behest, she
said, of Gertrude. The new imposition of restrictive financial
circumstances along with the frequent disappearances and, finally, the
departure of Harlan would catapult her into a creative frenzy that
would culminate in her works being heralded in both Minneapolis and St.
Paul. It is with great pride that The Sheboygan Art Museum now displays
her eclectic opus for the edification and the admiration of the
citizens of Sheboygan and the surrounding area.
Early Life Hazel
Stilton was born near Poteet, Texas on July 8, 1949. Her parents,
Lavinia and Edwin Stilton, Sr. had three children. Hazel was preceded
by the oldest, her brother Edwin "Bubba" Stilton, Jr., and her sister
Joyce "Sissy" Stilton. Little is known of Hazel's relationship with her
parents. Although Hazel infrequently mentioned her father,
acquaintances report that from as early as the age of eleven she was
seen parading around the front room in fishnet hose and a French maid's
uniform carrying a tray of martinis. Lavinia Stilton was a strange and
silent woman who rarely left the house. Rail thin and towering a full
two feet above her husband, she hovered mostly in the background in her
drab and dark house dresses. It is said that on her rare forays into
downtown Poteet, she was only known to have uttered two words, but no
one can remember what they were.1
More complicated is Hazel's relationship with Bubba and Sissy. Even as
a tiny girl, she donned seductive costumes to vie with Sissy for
Bubba's sexual favors (fig.2).
2. "Bubba," Hazel, and "Sissy"
It was in 1963, while Bubba was serving time in juvenile hall, that
Hazel developed what she called her "mystical" relationship with the
cat, Gertrude (fig. 3). "Her stare mesmerized me," Hazel stated, "and I
kept hearing the words of On the Trail of the Lonesome Pine, 2 over and over, although I don't recall ever hearing that song before." Hazel attributes her awakening to the "possibility"3
of the arts, as well as ". . . a kind of expansion of sexual
consciousness. . .", to her intimate relationship with Gertrude. It was
that this time that she took the precocious photograph, Dead Plush Dog (fig. 4). One can only speculate as to the meaning of this work in the context of these revelations.
3. Gertrude
Bubba's return from "juvenile" brought with it the
introduction of a new player into the Stilton family, Harlan Hotsnatch.
The sexual tension generated by this sinewy young stallion's presence
exacerbated the already volatile domestic dynamic. Hazel almost
immediately found herself mindlessly in love with him. In an atmosphere
steamy with carnal anticipation, Bubba, Harlan, Sissy, and Hazel spent
many intense hours together downing Lone Stars and smoking Salem
menthols. Friday evenings, they gathered together at the Poteet Fish
Fry to dance the "Two Step," the "Cotton-Eyed Joe," and have sexual
intercourse with the odd casually available cowboy or cowgirl. This was
a rare and idyllic interlude in Hazel's erotically complicated life.
The day after she graduated from Poteet High School, Hazel and Harlan
were married by a local Justice of the Peace. For the most part, they
shared a passionate and serene honeymoon until Harlan discovered Hazel
wasn't really pregnant.4
4. Dead Plush Dog
A
downturn in the romantic relationship notwithstanding, she, Harlan, and
Gertrude settled down together. Not too long after the marriage, when
Edwin Stilton, Sr. evicted him from the paternal home, Bubba took up
residence on the Hotsnatch sofa. Hazel's life became one of simple
routine, spending her days wearing curlers, short ("butt cheek")
shorts, halter tops and flip flops, doing her nails, visiting the Dairy
Queen, and drinking beer and smoking up on the front step. Bubba and
Harlan made regular weekend trips to a friend's deer lease near
Matamoros, Mexico, or for fishing off South Padre Island. In their
absence, Hazel enjoyed the hypnotic companionship of Gertrude, or
cheered herself with outings to the Friday night fish fry. Bubba and
Harlan always returned in high spirits and with little gifts of cash to
keep Hazel from resenting their time away.
It was after one of the fishing excursions that Harlan,
arriving home without Bubba, suggested that they take a driving tour
through the Midwest and all the way to Canada to see if they might want
to settle down there. Harlan's vague explanation of Bubba's absence
perplexed Hazel, but she was longing for adventure and a change of
scenery. She eagerly agreed to the enterprise. They loaded their things
into a trailer hitched behind the Monte Carlo and happily embarked on
their new adventure. Little did they know that the car, until then
entirely dependable, would fail them in the area where Hazel was to
discover her true existential purpose. There, she would produce the
phenomenal works we present for you today at the Sheboygan Art Museum.
After Poteet
When a fuel station engineer in St. Paul told Hazel and Harlan there
was no way to salvage the Monte Carlo, they set about finding at least
temporary accommodations nearby. They moved into a quaint duplex in one
of the older neighborhoods of the city.
After spending a few weeks in St. Paul, Harlan and
Hazel found themselves experiencing a certain degree of culture shock.
Harlan missed his recreational weekends with Bubba, and Hazel craved
her simple quotidian existence in Poteet. The cold weather in St. Paul
made her want her flip flops and butt cheek shorts, and she also
regretted the loss of other simple pleasures from her former life. The
couple tried to find a niche in the blue collar neighborhood they
inhabited in St. Paul, but somehow, they never quite felt comfortable.
In response to Hazel's increasing insecurity and dissatisfaction,
Harlan suggested that she involve herself in a hobby. Hazel, looked
deeply into the eyes of the now aging Gertrude and thought, "Painting."
This was to be a pivotal moment in a momentous life. Harlan encouraged
Hazel to visit a local art store and to buy canvas, palette, and other
painting medium resources. Between the telepathy of Gertrude, and the
strong encouragement of Harlan, Hazel felt she had no choice. She
rushed immediately to the nearest St. Paul arts-and-crafts store for
the necessary purchases and began "Painting." It is amazing to observe
the products of her first early experiments, which we will attempt to
describe and explain here.
5. Blue Ball
Paintings
Hazel said of her first work, Blue Ball
(fig. 5), "There was a sale on canvases at the store, and Harlan said
to get canvases, so that's what I bought, except then I didn't have
much money left over. The salesman said I could paint with two things
on canvas: oil, or acrylics. The stuff for acrylics was WAY cheaper, so
that's what I got. After that, I could only afford two colors. I got
blue, 'cause that was the color of Harlan's eyes, and yellow, 'cause
that was the color of his teeth. I didn't know what the hell a
'palette' was. Now that I know, fuck, I just use egg cartons."5
Many art critics have speculated about Hotsnatch's choice of subject
matter. Some think that she was inspired by an illustration in an
elementary school science book she picked up at a garage sale to prop
up a short leg on the bed she and Harlan shared. It was in the chapter
about the rotation of the earth around the sun that Harlan frequently
hid less bulky controlled substances with which he was experimenting."6
Sappho Bessarabian-Muncher, however, relates that Hazel said that at
the time she was working on the painting she was obsessed with all
things spherical, the earth, oranges, ova, volleyballs, implanted
breasts, tennis balls, metaphorical vaginas and uteruses, and
testicles. Hazel, reportedly, also said to Sappho, "Man, I remember
once, at the fish fry, this guy was tellin' me 'bout how he got blue
balls, so I said, 'What's that?' So he told me. I couldn't BELIEVE
it!!! 'You let that happen? You didn't at least make her go down on
you? Shit! You did that. . . for real? Damn.'" Ms. Bessarabian-Muncher
states that Hotsnatch remained amazed about it for as long as she knew
her, and every few days, she would find Hazel shaking her head and
mumbling to herself, "Fuckin' CRAZY! Fuckin' A! Damn! Didn't even make
her get him off. . . sheee-ut!"
6. Floating Baby
In a later work, Floating Baby (fig. 6), Hazel
demonstrates her acquisition of more tubes of paint. There are no
accounts of Hazel ever expressing a desire to have a baby. For this
reason, it may be concluded that Hazel might have viewed this
particular painting as a sort of portrait of herself in a state of
primordial innocence, moving away from herself, the experienced woman
painter, awash in a semi-translucent spiritually cleansing bath and
naked for a fresh experience of sensation. Others have noted that if
you cover up the left side of the "baby," the figure looks remarkably
like an erect penis, and the head of the subject bears a distinct
resemblance to a glans. It is possible that Hotsnatch intended a veiled
reference to the erect penis swimming in vaginal fluids, and
indirectly, to sperm swimming toward the ovum. At any rate, the central
figure in this figure remains markedly phallic in significance.
7. Cock Fight
By the time she produced Cock Fight (fig. 7), it
is clear that Hotsnatch had access to many more tubes of paint. This
work appears to be a frenzy of cocks and feathers. Poteet residents
relate that Hazel relished occasions on which she could both witness
and bet on a cock fight. 8 Although
these sporting events were deemed illegal in Texas, on occasion, Harlan
and Bubba would escort her to venues of this sort in Matamoros. "I have
this thing about cocks and chickens," Hazel was known to say, ""It just
drives me crazy. It's so HOT. . . So, like you have these cocks, and
they're fighting, which turns me on, anyway, and there's feathers
flyin' all over, and these cocks prancin' and thrustin', and THEN,
they're really fighting to fuck these chickens! WOW! I just almost COME
when I think about it." 7
Undocumented sources say Hazel also revealed that after laying down the
base coat of this painting, she experimented with spewing paint in
swirls over the canvas in Jackson Pollock fashion. When the canvas
dried, she painted over the spews and added the cock's heads.
As Hazel became more prolific, Harlan began making
extended trips to Mexico, exporting suitcases of Hazel's paintings and
importing suitcases of Mexican folk art and textiles, ". . .to inspire
Hazel," Harlan said.9 It was during
Harlan's absences that Hazel first encountered Sappho
Bessarabian-Muncher. She then began cultivating an intimate
relationship with Sappho, a prominent St. Paul cheese heiress and noted
patroness of the arts in the twin city area. Bessarabian-Muncher
magnanimously helped Hazel along, when she ran out of cash, by
purchasing some of Hazel's paintings and providing the occasional meal.
The End of Painting These absences
also precipitated the beginning of another significant liaison in
Hazel's life, and that was the one with Bobby "Big Black" Johnson. It
remains unclear as to what exactly Bobby was doing in the
Minneapolis/St. Paul area, but by all accounts, when he met Hazel,
"sparks flew." Their mutual attraction appeared to be both vital and
indefatigable. 10
Shortly after meeting him, Hazel was to desert Minneapolis/St. Paul,
Harlan, Ms. Bessarabian-Muncher, and, it is believed, painting, for the
fulfillment she found in Johnson's company and the warmer clime of
Houston's Third Ward. It has not been proven that Hazel gave up
painting, but no works can be found that postdate the beginning of her
tempestuous relationship with Johnson. An interviewer for the Houston
Chronicle did once attempt to determine Hazel's whereabouts. He relates
that on a visit to Johnson's mother's house Mrs. Johnson told him, "I
don't know ANYTHING about Bobby and that bitch white 'ho. (Sweet Jesus,
I never thought I'd see the day!) And I ain't takin' care of no damn
white 'ho babies! Now, get your nosy black ass off my porch!" 11 By this, the reporter concluded that Mr. Johnson was unavailable for comment.
Conclusion We are left with a very
small sampling of the dynamic, yet intimate, works produced by the
genius Hazel Stilton Hotsnatch. Minneapolis and St. Paul arts
illuminati profess that by its very scarcity the value of her opus is
ensured in the artistic world. Nevertheless, connoisseurs of
Hotsnatch's painterly style dream that some day the "lost" paintings
Harlan exported to Mexico will surface. We can only hope. Still,
whether or not the artist that is Hazel Stilton Hotsnatch returns to
painting, she has bequeathed to art lovers in the Minneapolis/St. Paul
and Sheboygan areas a powerful legacy rich in voluptuous imagery.
Footnotes
1. Joleene Colby, personal interview, 6 July 1998.
2. "(Gertrude Stein's) favorite song," James R. Mellow, Charmed Circle: Gertrude Stein & Company (New York: Avon, 1974) Illustrations.
3. "Kant,"A Dictionary of Philosophy: Revised Second Edition, 1984.
4. Sappho Bessarabian-Muncher, personal interview, 31 October 1998.
5. Bessarabian-Muncher, personal interview.
6. Bessarabian-Muncher, personal interview.
7. Darrell "Smeg Head" Muenster, personal interview, 30 October 1998.
8. Colby, personal interview.
9. Muenster, personal interview.
10. Bessarabian-Muncher, personal interview.
11. Baron Banon, personal interview, 5 November 1997.
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