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Rutherford
Place. 9:10 PM. Photo: JH.
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Ronald
Weintraub is prominently known in certain New York circles mainly
as a successful businessman who is the husband of Harriet
Weintraub who has one of the more prosperous and high
profile public relations agencies in the city, in partnership
with Peggy
Siegal and Virginia Coleman. Their
WSC public relations group handles a lot of well-known clients
from film companies to charities
to luxury products and purveyors. I often see Ron (as he is known
by his friends) at Harriet’s events. He’s a pleasant
guy with a ready smile, somewhat reserved, although he wouldn’t
be described as shy. I was told a number of years ago he sold
his business for a tidy sum and retired.
What I didn’t know, and possibly what a lot
of people didn’t
know until last night, was that about fifteen years ago Ron embarked
on a new path in life – as an artist. It started in August
of 1990 with a trip one August on a chartered yacht, with four
other couples, around Turkey. They invited Iris Love, the archeologist
who knew Turkey quite well, to join them.
On their first day in Turkey Ron had the opportunity to accompany
Iris on a visit to an archeological museum in Istanbul, and he
found her knowledge and ideas fascinating. For the next ten days
he was also present at the lectures she gave the guests on the
boat. Iris told me last night at the Salander-O’Reilly reception
that she had no idea up until she read the catalogue that the trip
had changed the life of one of her “students.” Although,
she added, he was the “real student” on that particular
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Ronald
Weintraub
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He
was so inspired by Iris that when he returned to
New York he began making collages and eventually painting backgrounds.
Realizing through this process that he knew nothing about painting,
he signed up for a class at Parsons, after which he took a semester
of Saturday classes in drawing at the Art Students League.
Finding the classroom environment too slow, he hired a teacher – in this
case Ross Neher, a fine artist himself, who also teaches in
the Master of Fine Arts program at Pratt Institute. They started working in the
kitchen of Weintraubs’ Fifth Avenue apartment but Harriet soon objected
to the smell of the oil paint, so he rented a small studio on East 73rd Street.
Having recently sold his business, he could devote all his time to painting.
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Dessert
in the shape of palettes
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Then in 1996,
the Weintraubs bought a house in Water Mill and when the lease
on the studio ran out, he moved his studio out there where he’s
painted
ever since.
In the beginning, he confided to his teacher, Neher, that he felt
he lacked talent. Neher advised him that persistence is more important than raw
talent and that “practice is vital.” It is Ron’s nature to
be persistent. He also was fortified with a “high degree of self-confidence,” no
fear of making mistakes and no concern for other’s opinions. So he made
a lot of mistakes – hundreds, maybe thousands, destroying more paintings
than he saved and learning by practice.
After the reception, guests repaired to Allison and Leonard Stern’s
house a few blocks away for a buffet dinner. Before dinner was served, Leonard
Stern stood on the staircase and gave testimonial to his friend’s “new” career.
Leonard told us that Ron was never one to talk about his endeavor and so when
Leonard heard he’d rented a studio, he couldn’t help wondering “what” he
was doing there. Up until last night, even Leonard who’s been a friend
of Ron’s for more than forty years never saw any of his work.
Leonard Stern’s speech about his friend was amusing and heart-warming.
Known to the world as a highly focused, brilliant businessman, in the company
of friends and family Leonard Stern is a very warm and affectionate fellow, very
proud to see his friend making a major and significant transition in his life
through art. The evening called for a gift and so when he was finished speaking,
the Sterns presented Ron Weintraub with a gift wrapped in red. Opening it before
us – it was from Barney’s – he found a black beret, which he
donned while the crowd applauded.
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Ron
Weintraub and Leonard Stern
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It was an evening about old friends, good friends, life
decisions and the courage of one’s convictions. The image
that most of us had of Ron Weintraub was transformed immediately
to reflect his reality. In an interview published by Salander O’Reilly
he said, “My intent is to enjoy myself by engaging in the
process of art-making and to give tangible expression to my feelings,
to create something others might enjoy looking at and living with,
and to leave a piece of myself as evidence of my existence.”
You can see for yourself – the exhibition runs through March
26th at the
Salander O’Reilly gallery at 20 East 79th Street.
A lot of the Weintraubs and Sterns’ friends turned out for
the show and
the buffet including Karen and Richard LeFrak, Denise and Andrew Saul,
Francesca Stanfill and Dick Nye, Chris Browne and Andrew Gordon, Gail Hilson,
Marjorie Reed Gordon, Lyn Revson, Mario Buatta, Nancy and John Novogrod, Colombe
Nicholas and Leonard Rosenberg, the David Stockmans, Muffie
Potter Aston and Dr. Sherrell Aston, Debbie and Leon Black, Beth Rudin DeWoody
and
Howard
Blum,
Katharina
Otto
and
Nathan
Bernstein, Dolly Lenz, Iris Love, Kara and Steve Ross, Pamela Gross and Jimmy
Finkelstein, Evelyn
and
Leonard Lauder, Virginia Coleman, Christopher Mason, Kris Fuchs, Peter Gregory,
Joanne
DeGuardiola,
Caroline Hirsch and Stephanie Krieger and Brian Stewart.
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Virginia
Coleman and Christopher Mason
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Francesca
Stanfill and Dick Nye
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Harriet
Weintraub and Leonard Stern
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Denise
and Andrew Saul
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Lyn
Revson,
Mario Buatta, and Nancy Novogrod
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Andrew
Gordon, Chris Browne, Colombe Nicholas, and Leonard Rosenberg
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Karen
LeFrak and Gail Hilson
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Caroline
Hirsch, Brian Stewart, and Stephanie Krieger
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Iris
Love
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Karen
LeFrak and Debi Black
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L.
to r.: Kris Fuchs; John Novogrod; Lyn Revson and
and Dolly Lenz.
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Katharina
Otto Bernstein
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Dinner
is served in the living room
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