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He called himself a Europoid his term for a race of transplanted colonial Europeans and said he was sun-kissed.
In 2017, Paca oversaw Walter being named the representative of Antigua and Barbuda at the Venice Biennale.)
He should be collected by all museums.
In August 1953, he and Eileen arrived in London to begin their tour of Europe.
They were met by an aristocratic uncle of Walters.
He left Walter alone on the sidewalk; Walter never saw his beloved again.
She went on to become the first Antiguan barrister in Great Britain.
Nevertheless, alone and forsaken, Walter set out to make his way.
After all he was highly educated, especially in advanced agriculture a brilliant scholar and researcher.
However, he found no one willing to employ a black man.
He was slowly starving to death and eventually fell prey to swindlers.
He was then robbed and beaten.
By 1960, it smote Walter.
The only lights left would be going home and art.
There he reclaimed 25 acres of land that belonged to his family.
Then the long arm of colonialism reached out.
The corrupt Dominican government was bribed by a massive sugar plantation and took away Walters land.
In 1967, he returned to Antigua, broken, and cobbled together a life.
In 1995, however, providence moved one last time and shined a light on him.
In 2009, he died there after a short illness.
He also paints foggy or iridescent washes with tissue-like attention to changes of brush direction.
Indeed, Walter gives the work a title that Hartley would have understood: Psycho Geometries.
We see jet-black faces that recall Kerry James Marshall.
There are strange Whistler-like nocturnal scenes of seasides and waves.
A mystical series titled Meditative Patterns pictures dot-patterns of crowns, hearts, birds, spiderwebs, and petroglyphs.
He painted a portrait of Hitler and one of Adam and Eve as Prince Charles and Princess Di.
A gut-wrenching portrait pair depicts his long-lost love Eileen and his own self-portrait, in which he is white.
Hes in a tuxedo and dapper here.
He wrote that he walked Cary Grant and had a ducal demeanor.
Coconut Woman is a sweet brown-skinned woman with coconuts over her breasts.
Walter loved it all.
He was Whitman-esque in his overflow.
He badly wanted to be integrated into art history and resume his rightful place in the world.
But as Baldwin observed, does one reallywantto be integrated into a burning house?
