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As a child we lived at the top of Oxford Rd. My parents knew Marshall Baron, though they were not friends as such. They always spoke of Marshall with awe. I joined the scouts and had to do 'Bob-a-job' twice a year - whereby the scouts would earn money for the Scouts organisation by doing odd jobs for people. I would always go up and down Oxford Rd, of course, and several times Marshall gave me a job. he was always very nice to me.
Thank you Merle Guttmann for introducing me to Marshall's work and to your family. I am very moved and very appreciative. Martin.
As part of the Baron family your art work and kind heart will always be with the Baron family and you set the benchmark very high for the rest of the world to learn one or two things about love
An outstanding artist. One of Bulawayo’s greatest sons
Marshall is one of Zimbabwe's old masters
I have not forgotten Marshall. He was a good friend and a wonderful artist. I regret to this day that the painting he gave me was stolen from my home in Salisbury (Harare) whilst I was in Cape Town, visiting my parents, after recovering from a serious illness.
So many memories of Marshall. I am a painter and teacher and one of my teaching colleagues is Jonathan Shahn.. son of one of Americas most loved painters and graphic illustrators of the last century.. the Great Ben Shahn. He also happens to be a cousin of Marshalls.
I met Marshall in 1960 in Bulawayo. We listened to music together. He was a great dancer. We talked a great deal. He was often under stress even then.
we remained friends and he gave me one of his paintings - an abstract tree - I treasured that painting but unfortunately it was stolen from me and I have no idea of it's whereabouts now. I was shocked to the core when he died and wrote at once to Ben and Rachel. I still have Rachel's reply, on a card with one of Marshall's paintings on the front. I shall remember and miss this compassionate, wonderful, talented man, always. Rosemary Granger Kahn.
we remained friends and he gave me one of his paintings - an abstract tree - I treasured that painting but unfortunately it was stolen from me and I have no idea of it's whereabouts now. I was shocked to the core when he died and wrote at once to Ben and Rachel. I still have Rachel's reply, on a card with one of Marshall's paintings on the front. I shall remember and miss this compassionate, wonderful, talented man, always. Rosemary Granger Kahn.
My best childhood friend
No aphorism greatly describes art here (in Zimbabwe) as Marshall Baron does.
My tribute to Marshall, someone I looked up to, loved and admired, was to name my son, Jontè Marshall Baron after him. He was born in August 1977.
My first job was at Ben Baron and Partners. I saw my cousin Marshall there everyday. At first he was ' The Lawyer' then as he spent summers in America honing his artistic skills under Ben Shan I watched his transition into artist. I loved his laugh. It is unforgettable. And always remember how he and cousin Eugene gave me great encouragement when I sailed off to drama school in London. I was, and ,still am so sad when we lost Marshall at such a young age. His magnificent art that I saw emerging is a great legacy to our VERY talented and beloved cousin. How proud I am of him.
I am privileged to have been loved by Marshall. I have very unique memories of a one-of-kind person and uncle: Mandy and I sitting on his lap in the Bulawayo concert hall while he was due to write a critic for the next morning newspaper; hiking and running in the beautiful Matopos hills with his 5 dogs every weekend; watching him quietly doing Yoga twice a day standing for 30 minutes on his head; sneaking into his art studio full of buckets of paint, brushes, huge canvases and a record player and our "adding" a corner to the current painting at work - what a look he gave at us discovering our mischief! Visiting African friend sculptors in the villages; listening to him playing the piano beautifully; his living room full of piles of records and books on the floor ... everything about him was passionate, loving, exciting and unique. We all are close to him daily via his amazing paintings in our home. No wonder my Nadav loves his work and at 15 taught himself to built a website of Marshall as Mom looked for someone to build the site. Marshall left us early but brilliantly stays close to us and to our beloved.
I never got to meet my uncle Marshall. His incredible art is my way of knowing him. If you are a modern art lover I think you will find his work intriguing. Ahead of his time, rich in color and meaning.
I worked at Ben Baron & Partners some years ago and learned a lot from my time there
I am reminded-An early morning Mid 1960s I watched a young man standing quite still on his head perfectly balanced for ages and ages out on the lawn-
It was my house guest Marshall Baron doing his yoga exercises.
He had come out with Gerald Levin our brother for a weekend to the mine a hundred miles from Bulawayo.
It was my house guest Marshall Baron doing his yoga exercises.
He had come out with Gerald Levin our brother for a weekend to the mine a hundred miles from Bulawayo.
Marshall was our family attorney and visited our home in the bush. He encouraged and influenced me to paint. On my 18th birthday he flew to Seattle, where I was studying and we visited an art museum.
Brought up in Harare and coming from a not very arty family, the first time I heard about Marshall Baron was in 1983-84 at the age of about seventeen while studying art with Helen Lieros. I was later impacted by some pieces of his in the Harare National Gallery and apart from that, some poor reproductions or photographs.What a joy to find this web-site and really appreciate the beautiful work of Marshall Baron.
I went to Milton school with Marshall and later lived near to him in Hillside, Bulawayo. We always knew when he was painting because his lovely classical music would be turned on full-blast. We felt that his paintings were a means of blowing off steam as he was very introverted and, one felt, frustrated by too many unwanted shackles. He was a quiet, gentle man who only did good during his life and we still talk about him.
I've recently come across your website, through your FaceBook page. My parents knew Marshall from their Bulawayo days - Terry and Gay French. My mother was a Wright - and is now in Cape Town, my father emigrated to Australia 10 or so years ago - and is still a practicing physician there.
I am a painter, and remember as a very young man coming across some of Marshall's work and being astounded by it. I had a brief time in Bulawayo myself, where I was asked to exhibit in a young artists show at the National Gallery, curated by Stephen Williams, who died tragically in a motor cycle accident. We had also discussed Marshall's work together, as he was also an admirer - and showed one or two from the permanent collection. Valda (Baron) Cohen is a friend of my mother's - and I always remember the painting on her veranda. But cannot remember the name of the painting?!
I am also a friend of Simon Back who in his own right is a fantastic painter - and counts Marshall's work as one of his greatest sources of inspiration.
My father told me that Marshall had visited our house when I was a very small child and painted a picture of the 'big bad wolf' for me. I wish my parents had had the sense to keep it!
Thank you for the website, and I will continue to 'tune in' from time to time for inspiration.
I am a painter, and remember as a very young man coming across some of Marshall's work and being astounded by it. I had a brief time in Bulawayo myself, where I was asked to exhibit in a young artists show at the National Gallery, curated by Stephen Williams, who died tragically in a motor cycle accident. We had also discussed Marshall's work together, as he was also an admirer - and showed one or two from the permanent collection. Valda (Baron) Cohen is a friend of my mother's - and I always remember the painting on her veranda. But cannot remember the name of the painting?!
I am also a friend of Simon Back who in his own right is a fantastic painter - and counts Marshall's work as one of his greatest sources of inspiration.
My father told me that Marshall had visited our house when I was a very small child and painted a picture of the 'big bad wolf' for me. I wish my parents had had the sense to keep it!
Thank you for the website, and I will continue to 'tune in' from time to time for inspiration.