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Hello Pat,
I scanned some photos from Burning Man 1995 and put them up on flickr:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/30595246@N02/sets/72157617441952581/
Let me know if you want me to email them to you. There’s only one of Tom himself, the rest have his car/s in them or are about the film Harrod was making at the time.
I knew Tom from Houston. I got my sculpture degree in ‘93 from UH when he was around. I remember the first time I saw Ripper, and heard Tom talking about it. He put me into a sort of trance with his dreams, and I remember thinking, “This guy is either a visionary who does shit, or he’s full of shit.” (Please excuse my French.) Turns out he was a visionary who made things happen–actual, real, wonderful things. I’m so happy I was able to share some time with him, here and there. Last time was in Bisbee and Douglas in 2007 in the company of another art car caravan.
I’m so sorry we lost Tom–a friend, cohort, mentor, magical being, a man–but the Tom you lost was your son. It’s not supposed to happen this way. Something is wrong with a universe that takes a son from his mother out-of-turn. I wish you many blessings and heaps of love to help you through.
Tom was at the center of many a great time, as these pictures show.
Love and strength,
Heidi
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Here’s a few pictures of Tom during his days at the Houston Chronicle.
Note the famous suit and tie many remember from the day he walked into
the Orange Show with his first art car parade entry form.
The sparkle of his spirit shines through in all of these photos.
Californians have embraced Tom as theirs, my gosh even an article in the
LA Times, but his friends here will always consider him a Houstonian.
–nancy
Nancy Hernandez
Newsroom Operations Manager
The Houston Chronicle





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Tom was a part of my family for eight years. We will miss him. I have looked at all of the old photo albums and have laughed and cried. Tom sat on the floor and helped me build a Dream Barbie Doll house for my niece Tiffany which took five hours. When we lived in Oregon he won a contest and Alice Cooper came to our house for breakfast. The list of all my memories could take up pages. I always thought I would see him again and share what both of our lives have become. With a heavy heart I say Goodbye.
Love,
Dixie Cooley Hicks
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Tom and the Missile Dick Chicks rocketed my world when they stayed at my house during the Republican Convention. I would be honored to be able to say a few words (3 minutes) about Tom at the memorial service.
Here’s Tom at a Pre-RNC rally at my house talking about his support for the Nonviolent Peaceforce. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mF3EhqyxYGQ
Mary Jane
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Hello Pat,
My sympathies to you for the loss of your son.
Tom was the best sort of person. I had the great pleasure of knowing him and experiencing the joy that he shared with people near and far around him.
Tom was a home-town hero of mine. I will never forget how we got up early one day to bring our terrible version of an art car down to the judging booth as it was just beginning to rain on one of those muggy Houston mornings. They kindly let us take our place with such luminaries as David Best driving his Buffalo-head car in front and Crow, with his Red High-Heeled motorcycle show behind us. But wait-there was a back up in the line! The cars were being held up to create a drag-way in front of the judges and screeching from behind came a silver bullet: a shark, fishtailing all over the road. Sure enough- it was Tom, swinging to a halt and waving his shark fin for all to see.
Tom was an original. He was a great artist and sculptor. I will never forget visiting him in Placerville and feeling the exuberance he brought to building the whale, his largest art car yet at that time. He was always pushing himself further. He did so with the greatest sense of responsibility for what he was making: to make it both the best and the safest he could. He was unwaveringly considerate of other people and found ways to get everyone involved. He had an infectious sense of fun like that-a twinkle in his eye that made everyone want line up and get aboard!
Tom was a gentleman with one of the biggest, most generous hearts. He was always gracious. I will never forget when we were arrested at the RNC in 2004 (really-we just went down the wrong street for all the right reasons), Tom lent me his jacket to keep me from getting sick in the lock-up. Tom was really the kind of guy who would see a puddle and put his jacket across it to let a lady pass. They don’t often make them like that.
Tom was passionate about everything he did and was like a lighthouse beacon, sharing his love for life with everyone who saw his light. To meet him was a life-changing experience, and I think, after meeting him, you cant help but carry a bit of that spirit with you wherever you go. Perhaps, like that, we can all remember Tom by continuing to share his unique spirit, his love and respect for life, forward into the future.
Tom was a great man and he will be dearly missed by all who knew him. My deepest sympathies are with you and Haideen at his unexpected loss.
With warmest regards,
Jenne Giles
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I’m so sorry to learn that Tom has left us.
I have a series of pictures of him with the Topsy Turvy Bus, along with Flash and Haideen here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/nomadfotog/sets/72157600177654445/with/484318120/.
Hugs,
Gary Wilson
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> – How/when did you first meet Tom?
Well I never met him until much later, but seeing his shark car in pictures from BM 1995 on the endless playa horizon forever forged an image in my mind that was right on the cusp of what was real and what was imagination. Just seeing those pictures inspired me to build/convert a Bus and take it to Burning Man (thereby changing my life forever). That iconic image has always stuck with me and basically was the image in my head that for years represented Burning Man and Art Cars themselves. For many of us, he bridged what we just imagine is possible with what is possible. And not just from a the perspective that most have about Burning Man, which is they CREATE something, or DO something, or BE something wild just for the Burning Man Festival, than go back to their normal lives. Making art cars (and sculptures) was what Tom did all year round. It was his job — it was his life. He was truly living his dream. Doing what in 1996, was only not even an imaginable way of life for me. The first time I actually met and got to know Tom was at Burning Man 2002 when he was building the Whale on a school bus. People with school buses gravitate towards one another. I also saw him at many of the annual art car festivals in San Francisco. However, I drove the CYBERBUSS (cyberbuss.com) each year, he drove a different art car each year. You normally associate each person with their art car, and since he was in a different one each year it was like meeting a different person each year. It took me years to realize that I met this guy already. I just didn’t recognize his art car because it was new. I think he built over 30 art cars!


the whale

working on the whale - photo by Leo Nash
- What’s your favorite memory of him? Did you do an art piece with him and what was that like?
My favorite memory of Tom, without a doubt, was the Dinosaur Demolition Derby prank that we pulled on the art car fest in 2005 (dinosaurdemolitionderby.com). Tom was building these crazy Dinosaur Demolition Derby cars a few blocks from where I live in his spare time (with no funding – just for fun). All the art car people were coming by to see an artist’s studio in our neighborhood (bayview of SF) and Tom convinced the organizers to also have the art car artists to come by for a tour of his studio. He told them nothing more. Tom got the idea to prank them and we came over my place for breakfast and worked out the logistics. It was about 11AM on a week day. He had gotten a soon-to-be-crushed car from Ace 1 junk yark (the same place he got most of his cars to build art cars). As all the art car people parked their precious art cars near his studio one art car accidentally bumped into another art car. People gasped then gathered at the minor damage that was caused from the fender bender.
Just about that time one of the dinosaur demolition derby cars zipped by and out of site. Then a second one. A few heads turned. Then, like locusts, they started swarming around each other and driving very wildly, swerving back and forth. Then they started smashing into each other. Bits of pieces of metal was flying off the dinosaur cars. It was midday, so there was some traffic trying to get by while the spectacle was going on. A glass truck needed to get through. Someone jumped out into the street and directed traffic a bit to let the glass truck safely through. About that time Brian Goggin, mojo my dog, and myself, in newly changed clothes, attempted to drive our car though the madness. We were channeling Lenny and Squiggly from Laverne and Shirley and had to stop and wait for the dinosaur cars to move so we could get through. As one of the cars (driven by Flash) was backing up to turn around he backed into us. Again the art car people gasped. One of the organizers told me later that he got very nervous that Tom’s was being too wreck less. Visions of lawyers, liability and permit hassles for the event were flashing through his head.
We got out of the car and confronted Flash with arms raised. “Hey buddy what the fuck do you think you guys doing? We are going to need to see your insurance?” Flash replied with “I ain’t got no stinking insurance” and pushed me (I am in the yellow hat in the video). We start a Benny Hill type chase and as everyone is diverted by our little scuffle…Tom comes out of no where and T-bones our car. It was such a surprise that only one of our 3 cameramen actually got the initial smash on tape. Flash got back in his car and they both took turns smashing our little blue car into oblivion as we chased around hitting their cars with a tire iron. Each smash was so loud, so jarring. Its that kind of sound that you hear and go “oh my god”. Just kept happening over and over. Finally Flash and Tom took their bows and Brian and I crawled back in through the windows of our car (because the doors were too smashed in to open anymore). To our surprise the car started right up. We limped the car away flipping the bird to everyone.
The ending to the story is that after a few months of parking these unregistered art cars in various places in San Francisco. They both got towed away by the city and were not recoverable. Tom reacted so calmly. “Oh well I guess we will have to build some more.” I couldn’t believe it. I would have been outraged. He had so much grace.

One of the Dinosaur Demolition Derby cars

the blue car that was smashed up in the dinosaur demolition derby
Did you do an art piece with him and what was that like?
I worked on several art projects with Tom. Primarily the cat car, Laughing Sal, the topsy turvvy bus, and two custom welding jobs he did for my own vehicles. I did a lot of the electrical wiring stuff for him on these projects. Working with him was amazing. He really was a master fabricator. He was always a pleasure to work with. I never saw him loose his cool or buckle under pressure or treat anyone unfairly. He worked fast and hard, but had fun and made it fun for everyone. The topsy turvvy bus was probably the biggest project that I worked on with him. A most incredible feat. However, the Laughing Sal project was my favorite experience working with him.
He and his crew build a bunch of carnival fun house type amusement pieces for burning man 2005. They built a huge 20 foot tall replica of Laughing Sal. His idea was to have an exercise bicycle make her move mechanically via bike chain. My idea, based on something another friend had done, was to use a ‘life cycle’ type bicycle that generates electricity – power her movement and laughter. We found one in a thrift store, and it was no small feat, but we got the bike to power a windshield wiper motor and an auto reverse cassette deck that went on when ever somebody pedaled the bike. It was such a great learning experience to see how the bike got harder to pedal based on the more stuff you powered with it. We all take electrical power for granted. It was extraordinary how Tom built the frame work for this piece and altered the pivot points, the hinges and the springs just right to accommodate the windshield wiper motor. Her movements were so life like. The first time we hooked it up and she moved it was like a Frankenstein story. She came to life literally. I will never forget her creepy shadows projected on the walls of the warehouse as she rocked back and forth with that spooky laughter.
That year was a particularly dusty year at burning man. All the big mechanical pieces jammed up, but Sal just keep in laughing and rocking through the whole event.

Laughing Sal
> – How would you describe him to someone who has only heard of him or only seen his work?
a humble, honorable gentleman, a master fabricator, a prankster, an activist, a role model, a saint.
and in his own terms “an ambassador of goodness”
> -Anything else you’d like readers to know about Tom and his contributions to art, your life, society?
Lot’s of stories and comments are coming in everyday still. For many of us here in San Francisco, we did not like the way the white house was going during the Bush years. We were endlessly frustrated and did not know how to express it without being consumed by negativity. Tom built art cars that were fun, funny and sent non-partisan type messages without offending everyone, without even having to open his mouth. He told people during his protests of the RNC in 04′ and 08′: “The way we are going to beat the bad guys is to have more fun than them.”
Possibly his greatest feat was taking dozens of bikes to Bosnia where he organized a kids bike parade and literally bridge the gap between some Croation kids and Serb kids.
The day after he died, another friend and I moved the art car that he drove daily from the garage to the location of where his memorial will be on May 1st. It was no easy feat to drive it. You could not put it in reverse and you could only pass it through neutral while in motion or it can get stuck. On the way over the bay bridge, during rush hour traffic, people were smiling at us and taking our picture. I told my friend, “look Tom’s dead and he is still making people smile”. We cried and smiled at the same time.
He was one of my role models, and in so many different types of situations that come up in the future – I can always ask myself, “What would Tom Kennedy have done?” ….and I will know just what to do. He has inspired us and know he will guide us.

Another true artist finds his way ,Tom and (yes Flash I quit smoking)Flash in their wetsuits barely containing their excitement like lil kids to go body surfing in 30 degree water, I remember him everyday, His talent was never seperate from who he was. The vibrant love between he and Haideen,
the playfulness and ability to work so damned good together, reminding me to never ever settle for less than what I was blessed to witness.The solid friendship and connection between Flash & Tom and EVERY one in the household! Please take some time and check out the links and be inspired!
search for Tom Kennedy + art cars
Tom Kennedy + Burning Man (check out the whale)
“ I love you guys,
Zoey
– Tom is on the web as a pioneer extroidinaire .Just search, Cause Chris DeMonterey’s not here to show me the way….to transfer links.