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Douglas Huebler

I WAS INTRODUCED TO Doug Huebler in 1968 by Seth Siegelaub, a soon-to-be former dealer who at the time was showing Robert Barry’s and Lawrence Weiner’s paintings and the work of a few others as well as Doug’s Formica sculptures (as these artists’ work changed, so did the nature of Seth’s activity). Doug had strength, grace, and a kind of wizened humility, all qualities that I, at twenty-three, frankly lacked. He also had maturity—when I was born in 1945, Doug was serving as a sergeant in the US Marine Corps. The image of him as a Marine fit in with the strong impression he made physically. He had an actor’s good looks and a deep voice that matched his convictions, which were, paradoxically, spoken in a somewhat hesitant way.

We had a curious relationship. On the one hand, I was the nasty kid and Doug was the steady adult, then with three children, and dedicated teacher. Yet he had an almost

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