Paul Grusche as the Artist.
Born: Royal Oak, Michigan – 1970
Paul Grusche has never been able to stand conventional prosperity, so fulfilling achievements in corporatist environs were destined to give way to the financially maddening pursuit of a career in arts and letters. He taught himself how to paint, founded a car magazine, photographed hundreds of cars, built self-taught websites—good ones—and managed a band in LA; he partnered in a hemp company in Seattle and last but not least, has always, always been a grease monkey.
Paul Grusche (pronounced grew-shay), nickname Groosh since high school.
It was in Portland, Oregon back in 1993 that I realized “how to draw” as I put it never having any formal art training. During free time around a corporate job that had taken me cross country from Michigan to an inspirational northwest, I bought a sketch book at the local art store and tried drawing a car from memory in black pen. It was pretty much not-da-bomb. But with no friends except my old college buddy three hours north in Seattle, I had time on my hands so I kept drawing. And the more I drew, the more I enjoyed it. I was encouraged by sketches of model cars I took off my shelf and felt I had an ability to at least draw what I saw.
By the end of the year, I had moved back to Michigan where I was born and raised sticking with a full time advertising career that didn’t pay much. Five nights a week were spent holding up the bar at the local watering hole in Keego with high school friends. I took up in a small—okay, tiny— office space in Royal Oak and called it my studio to give me separation from my parents who I now lived with. I bought some oils, canvas and another sketch book and retreated to my 10×10 with tunes, a beer and another beer. With the drafting pencils my dad used in college, I continued sketching and started painting. All of it this time coming from the fantasy land between my ears.
Today I continue to paint and have supplemented my work with thousands of automobile photographs. Go figure. Paintings are done on commission for family, friends and anyone who asks, just not my wife. You can check with her but I think she’s had enough thoughtful painting gifts over the years. Don’t get me wrong, she loves them. We’ve just run out of practical wall space. I’ve also turned my attention to part and auto restoration including designer cars. All of it a wonderful cyclical creative outlet.
A last note on my artwork… I can spend many hours framing my work when money isn’t tight. I believe a work is not complete until it is framed, as the artist needs to enhance the mood of the work with the proper colors, shapes and textures surrounding it. If Antiques Roadshow has taught me anything, the original frame adds value. Therefore, I sign the frame not the painting… and the back of the canvas just in case they get separated.
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