The last time I saw Robert Hamilton, he took me out back and showed me his new greenhouse wherein he raised orchids. Bob loved a challenge. There was no doing things the easy way. My friend was brought up to be an heir of Berkeley’s scientific community. He is at home in any lab. When I visited him at the glass blowing lab at Corey Hall, it was like being in his living room. There was a lens grinding machine. I never called in advance. I would just show up, and I had Bob’s full attention. This beautiful man was my patron. Ten hours after we met, he has taken me to the Berkeley Arts Supply Store, and told his friend to supply me with all the tools of my craft – I would possibly need. He was my equipment manager. He had asked me what I wanted.
“I want to be an artist again!”
In an hour, I am going to give Bob a call. I am going to inform him he is partially responsible for creating an artistic dynasty. He is the Genesis of my creative story that perhaps has Bob in the role of God, another name with three letters in it. Bob is one of my friends who make-up the protagonists, Berkeley Bill Bolagard, in my science fiction novel ‘The Gideon Computer’. It was my trips to Corey Hall that inspired me to depict Bill as a bright student who majored in Mechanical Engineering, but, growing bored, he majored in Art. His training would lead to his great escape from the Gideon Institute, a massive private prison system just outside Salinas.
Robert is an Artful Dodger. His big brain allowed him to see the big picture that he soon mastered. His greenhouse, and love of orchids, is a ruse. It is the entrance to his escape tunnel. Here is found the lost perfection of paradise and the forbidden flower that opens the third eye to the soul of creation.
“Is there anyone who is more conversed in Odontoglossums (regardless of what some might call them) ” could be a line out of the next Men in Black movie, where the twin brother of Gentle Rosenburg disguises his work with alien genetics out in his bug-free greenhouse. To be befriended by the Science Guy, was a real blessing. Bob changed my world-view and pallet forever. I hung on his every word. Vincent had Theo. I had Bob, who introduced me to Maybeck, who looked over my shoulder as I painted his door, green.
Who are they really “The Mafia-style gowning service.”?
Robert is also the Russian scientist and astronaut, Ivan, in my second science fiction novel, Elfin. All my novels are unfinished. They are experiments with reality. I am compiling a mountain of evidence in my blog Royal Rosamond Press Co. which is vital in sustaining the ‘The Last Bohemian’ who wants to leave an important legacy behind, the evidence of a un-finished experiment, so it can be solved by a brighter being – yet to be born.
Robert took me to the nearby machine shop and showed me where he hung the large canvas I gave him, The Tree of Life. I had painted it in the house on 13th. where I lived with the Loading Zone. Members of other bands who played at the Fillmore would wander in and watch me paint with brushes Bob had bought me.
When I lived with Peter Shapiro, (who became a good friend of Bob’s brother, Tim) I did a painting of my muse, Rena Christiansen. Her image was rendered on the linen canvas Bob purchased. When my sister saw a photograph of this work, she became inspired. She took up art, and in a year she was one of the highest money-making artists in the world. She would marry Garth Benton, who was the cousin of the famous artist, Thomas Hart Benton.
This is almost like growing orchids. And if you knew the whole story, you would be amazed! We are the creative product of a great experiment. In this light, nothing went wrong, or could go wrong. We changed the world. To behold these images of Bob’s World, is to arrive near the end of my book. We have entered the Gideon Institute.
“All’s well, that ends well!”
However, will there ever be a scientific investigation into whether of not there exist Life After Death? In this respects Scientists are cowards, they not so much leaving it up The Church to come up with an answer, but, the poor, half crazed artist, who guesses what reality is most of the time. And every now and then, their guess is a good one.
We artists are the Fall-guy, the scapegoat, when reality goes wrong, and the Human Experiment comes to not. Note the energy around me. How did that get there? Robert was a witness to this energy – at its peak! So was my beautiful muse! We were like Adam and Eve. We camped all over Northern California. People were in awe of us. We were alone in the Great Greenhouse, the artist and his muse.
“I want to be an artist again.”
Robert Hamilton & John Leathers Robert Hamilton, born in Berkeley, CA in 1946. Raised and educated throughout the Berkeley school systems including UC Berkeley, with a significant interest in chemistry and physics. His career plans changed when he decided to become a scientific glassblower specializing in electron tubes, lasers and optics. In 1985 he became the equipment and facilities manager of University of CA – Berkeley Microfabrication laboratory and now manages the equipment of the newer Nanofabrication lab, a lab that serves 450 researchers. In addition to orchid growing, he enjoys classical piano studies.
In July, 2009, the University of California at Berkeley began operation of a new 15,000 square foot clean room-the Marvell Nanofabrication Laboratory. This laboratory will be the successor to The Berkeley Microlab. All equipment from the Berkeley Microlab and several satellite laboratories is being moved and reconnected in the new facility. Lab management has defined an 18 month tool by tool migration process; not a lab shutdown and restart, so that equipment downtime is minimized for the 500 plus researchers that use the facility. All tool connections are prepared in the new lab then a tool is moved, restarted, qualified, and released for general use in the new facility. This translates into running two operations during the transition process. The construction project delivered a clean room with house utilities distributed throughout all chases but no utility drops for fit-up. Selected strategies to facilitate this effort such as crimp tooling for house utility and exhaust connections, flex conduit and extra length cabling, and ‘move litho last’ will be presented and discussed. The new Marvell Lab will maintain and expand the Berkeley Microlab tradition of a professionally managed, self supporting, shared laboratory resource open to all academic researchers and selected industry members on a recharge basis with transparent billing and the lowest possible barrier to entry.
At UC Berkeley Microlab we use disposable Tyvek "bunny suits", caps and booties plus net shoe covers under the booties. In addition, lab members wear nitrile gloves. We provide gowns as part the monthly access fee. Each lab members keeps their own in their "gowning box". Gowns gets changed when they show wear and tear and typically last about a week. Lab members are given a sheet of tacky labels so they are easy to identify when in the lab. We have not had issues with this gowning protocol effecting yield. When we opened in 1984 we did what industry did, we engaged a gowning service. This turned out to be a mafia-style gowning service. We showed them the door when we saw a regular pattern of cheating us. We determined fabric gowns were more bother than worth. With 350 lab members we have not regretted our decision and no intentions to revisit the issue as we move to our new, Marvell Nanofabrication Laboratory. Bob Hamilton https://rosamondpress.com/2013/11/26/artistic-line-of-the-rosemond-sisters/