It’s kind of a no-brainer that the man who was responsible for changing the face of obituary writing will be missed. I’m certain that the people who have worked at the funeral home in the past and know him personally would disagree with me, but I’m not sure I could have expected much more for his career.
When I interviewed him recently he was asked, “How would you feel if you had to change your profession to be a painter?” I replied, “I don’t think I would change.” He was shocked, and he was relieved.
That’s what I thought as well. But after talking with people who actually knew him, I think a lot of them would agree. He was a painter, but this was a different kind of artist than most people. Im not a huge fan of his style, but Im sure he had a style that had lots of different influences. Like, for instance, one of the most distinctive styles to me is the one he worked in.
This is one of those cases where there are two answers: If I had known him growing up in Utah, I would have been horrified when he died. The art that he created was pretty crude, but he did have an incredible talent for painting. But if I had known him as a kid, I would have been upset when he died.
That style is an old testament style. The main thing I always liked about it was the way he mixed different colors. The colors I liked best were blue and black. The colors I hated most were dark blue and rusty brown. But I never liked any of the colors he did.
The weirdest thing about Merrill bone is that he died with “the same skin tone as his son,” which is really weird since his son has dark blue eyes and a tan.
A close second to Merrill bone’s skin tone is Merrill bone’s skin tone. Merrill bone was an artist for a band called The Last Band in Seattle, but he also did many other things. He was a painter of all kinds. Most notable among them was his work in The Last Band. I’m not sure if he painted or drew. All I know is that he was really good. But I never understood how good a guy like that was.
Merrill really loved art. His son made it clear in this interview that he loved his father, but that it was just an excuse to get into trouble. Like all fathers, Merrill was a little bit abusive to his son. He was a really good father, but apparently a terrible one.
I get the feeling that Merrill really liked his father. He was very proud of him, even to the point of taking his own life because of a minor incident with the police. That is not a particularly uncommon thing in the world of art and it is to be admired. I’m not saying he did anything wrong, but it seems that he went out of his way to avoid him.
Yeah, I’m sure he was a really good dad. But he seems to have fallen out of favor with his son, at least at this point. Not that I’m suggesting Merrill’s dad has been a bad one to his son, but I’m not sure he is anymore.