Goodbye, Jon Schnepp.
Except for the tube and the machines and the unconsciousness, he did not look unwell. I left him a small figurine of the Cyclops, a model of the one Ray Harryhausen animated for the movie, The 7th Voyage of Sinbad. I almost expected Jon to open his eyes and say something. But that, devastatingly, was never going to happen. The word I got was that he was released from this state of non-animation into eternity sometime on Thursday,
In a Moment of Truth, Jeff Dorchen mourns the death of his friend, the tall, Jew-fro'd artist / editor / writer / filmmaker / dreamer / creator / nerd / aesthetist / figurine purchase enabler / gravitational wave / happiness spark Jon Schnepp.
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Jeff Dorchen
Jeff is a visual artist, songwriter/musician, actor, essayist, fiction writer, poet, playwright and screenwriter. He's been a playwright, songwriter, and performer with Chicago's Theater Oobleck since 1988, a writer and actor with Red Baron Films since 2000, and a contributor to This Is Hell! since 1996. He currently lives in Los Angeles. He writes the Substack, Right Twice A Day.
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