REMY CHARLIP

Ah Remy, You were so kind to me.

1957 neighbors in the Village ~ still have his gifted book "It Looks Snow" ~ no images, a clean slate. Pure Remy. A gentle soul. His art lives on ...

I remember Remy always saying, "we're playing, not making art." I also remember him keeping his dishes in the oven. Good bye sweet sweet man.

I met Remy Charlip in the 1980's. His generosity was one of his most luminous qualities. His work has delighted and enriched so many. Such originality, and wonder.

I am very very sorry to hear of the passing of Remy. He was a most important teacher to me. I helped as an assistant on preparing the talk for the library of congress and also helped with several picturebooks (Sleepy Time Rhyme and Why I will never...) and finally we did Little old big Beard together- I will never forget his kitchen, the peanutbuttertoast, the laughing and all the arrangements that could be discovered by every opening of a drawer - I can't belive it is all gone. Always planed...

He had, in his work for the theater, such a trusting, almost magical sense of the world, underwritten by a skepticism born of experience. His delightful drawings on postcards. . .His personal charm. . .The dance world is much less without him.