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 | The Second Occasional LoneStarCon Science Fiction 
      Convention and Chili Cook-off, Variously known as the 55th World Science 
      Fiction Convention and LoneStarCon 2, the 1997 Worldcon, To be held from 
      August 28th through September 1st, in the year 1997, in San Antonio, 
      Texas. Don Maitz
 
  Our Honored Artist Guest, by Janny Wurts 
  from 
      LoneStarCon 2, the 1997 Worldcon Progess Report #3, August 1996 
 
  t could be presumed that after sharing a 
      studio with Don for eight 
      years, and knowing him for nearly two decades, a fellow artist would have 
      gained a firm grip on his techniques, and an insight into his prodigious 
      talent. 
  Surprisingly, this is not the case. Or not so 
      surprisingly, as anyone lucky enough to befriend Don will agree that he 
      delights in the unexpected. The truths are that he has no set technique, 
      no established habit of working, no formula for his broad-ranging success. 
      He has a gleeful and sometimes twisted penchant for innovation that 
      manifests at odd hours, and with frequently hair-raising results. 
  He's a very approachable guy when not frustrated by a 
      sketch or a difficult technicality in a painting. (Ask about the time he 
      bombarded an advertising job with his breakfast bagel.) He'd delight in 
      telling you of the role the toilet seat played in his painting for Carolyn 
      Cherryh's Rimrunners, or about the for real crutch he used on the 
      monster pirate drawing, complete with ship, that he completed for the 
      Greenwich Workshop, and which received a certificate of merit from the 
      prestigious Society of Illustrator's annual exhibition. No household item 
      is safe from his odd fits of inspiration in the studio. Plastic wrap, 
      kitchen bowls, L'eggs pantyhose containers, aluminum foil, windows 
      screens, doilies, and fingerprints have all been used when traditional 
      brushes failed to achieve the perfect effect. 
  The composite of such endless experimentation shows a 
      technique that is distinctive, but so varied it is impossible to typecast. 
      In the publisher's office I have often asked the question, "Who did that 
      striking cover?" 
  I should not have been startled to hear the credit was 
      Don's. He's content painting the wildest scenes of fantasy (Gene Wolf's 
      Book of the New Sun) and precise and fussy enough to do justice to 
      hard tech. But who would have guessed he could also do portraits (Piers 
      Anthony's But What of Earth?), renditions of German cathedrals (for 
      Wicked Enchantment), or those stylistically radical covers with 
      their near to abstract backgrounds? He wears a wealth of artistic hats. 
      Since publication of two art books, First Maitz by Ursus Imprints, 
      and Dreamquests by Underwood Miller, and two sets of trading cards 
      for FPG, find art prints from Millpond Press and Mithril, and even a best 
      selling screensaver, fans have had many chances to recognize the scope of 
      his work. This has given rise to a wave of appreciation  Don has 
      won two Hugos for Best Artist, and a special Hugo for C.J. Cherryh's 
      Rimrunners. He's taken eight Chesleys in categories for 
      Achievement, and Best Hardback Book Cover for his painting Cyteen 
      in 1979, and in 1990, for best body of work. 
  In his honest moments, Don admits that his art career 
      began with cave painting; out of respect for his mother, his early works 
      are unavailable for public view. His career since has spanned twenty 
      years, and progressed from drawings on paper, anytime there was a pencil 
      and enough light, to a luminous style of painting. Although a better than 
      average student, his goal was a career in art. 
  Solid, sensible people tried to advise him to aspire 
      toward something more practical than struggling to enter a competitive and 
      difficult field  but Don had other ideas. He attended night 
      classes in figure drawing, then entered the Paler College of Art in 
      Hamden, Connecticut, and immediately earned the envy of his peers. At 
      Paler, under the influence of distinguished instructors, he studied figure 
      drawing and applied himself to painting. By the time he graduated at the 
      top of his class in 1975, he had already been published by a professional 
      magazine, and Marvel Comics. He stayed on for a fifth year at Paler to 
      refine his skills, and began to show his portfolio in New York. Popularity 
      put a stop to extra education as Don gained his first paperback 
      assignments. The fact that Don's penchant for lousy puns didn't get him 
      thrown out on the sidewalk forever is a testament to the strength of his 
      abilities. 
  The admiration of his peers has only increased, after 
      some 400 published works, one of which, The Second Drowning, cover 
      for the novel, The Road to Corlay, won a silver medal at the 
      Society of Illustrator's annual exhibition in 1980. That same year, Don 
      received the Howard Award for Best Artist at the World Fantasy Convention. 
  Apparently bad puns are no impediment to success. In 
      addition to doing covers for leading novelists not yet mentioned, such as 
      Asimov, Ray Bradbury, Raymond E. Feist, Stephen King, and Michael 
      Moorcock, Don's magic with the paintbrush produced the pirate image which 
      launched Captain Morgan Spiced Rum into success in a marketplace where new 
      products fail more often than not. Now, Don's envious peers can't even 
      seek escape in the bars. The labels on the rum have his signature on them, 
      as do their billboards, T-shirts, and beach towels of multiple advertising 
      campaigns. 
  Not being content with having science fiction and 
      fantasy illustrations confined to the book stores, Don was the driving 
      force behind the first major museum exhibition of works within the field. 
      Held in the New Britain Museum of American Art in spring of 1980, the show 
      broke all previous attendance figures; the record holds today. Other 
      museums since have launched similar exhibits, always with Maitz artwork 
      included, and always with public enthusiasm. Perhaps the most exciting of 
      these was sponsored by NASA, in conjunction with its 25th anniversary 
      celebration. Housed in the Cleveland Museum of Natural History, paintings 
      by thirty science fiction artists were shown alongside photographs from 
      the Apollo space program. Don also had four paintings in the first 
      exhibition from the National Academy of Fantastic Art, held at the 
      Delaware Art Museum. The paintings by Maitz were awarded the bronze medal, 
      and not even that accolade stopped the puns. Now, the Canton Art Institute 
      plans a second, larger show, which will open in spring of 1996. 
  This success story might lead one to believe that Don 
      Maitz is permanently attached to his paintbrush, and inseparably chained 
      to his easel. Certainly the world would seem logical if this were true. 
      But between ideas, inspiration, and the deadlines that are inescapable in 
      the illustration field, Don goes windsurfing, downhill skiing, horseback 
      riding, and jogging. He also hangs out behind his camera lens, and in 
      museums, continually adding to his stock of ideas. 
  He has shown himself willing to share his techniques, 
      his enthusiasm, and his inventive imagination, by serving a year as a 
      guest instructor at the Ringling School of Art and Design in Sarasota, 
      Florida. The impression left on his students and fellow instructors has 
      seen some minds permanently bent, as any attendee of LoneStarCon 2, the 
      1997 Worldcon willing to sit wit him over a beer will come to find out. 
      Like the wizards he paints, Don's magic is elusive, and if his humor is 
      deplorable, his generosity cannot be disputed. Warning: carry protection 
      from bad puns at all times while in his presence, or else keep your 
      fingers in your ears, and don't risk reading the painting titles on his 
      bid sheets at the art show. |  |