An Interview With Master Illustrator, Sam Fink
On April 23, 2007, Brad Miner,
author and editor-in-chief of American Compass, sat down to interview
Sam Fink, ninety-year-old master calligrapher and artist. Sam
has taken on no less a task than to recreate some of our civilization’s
most important documents. Last year, The
Constitution of the United States was published by Welcome
Gettysburg Address and The
Book of Exodus were released this fall.
Miner: Sam, to begin, please tell us about how
Fink: When I was in my prime, I would work as
though it was my job. This was my self-inflicted job, and I did
it for love. The work was my friend, and it kept me going. Before
I retired, I worked as an art director for Young & Rubicam,
a great advertising agency when it was in its heyday. I had a
grand life, so the work that I did in the last thirty years is
really an extension of my earlier work. Things are different today.
Art directors now come to work without a pencil and paper, and
they work from a computer. The man who hired me sixty-five years
ago said, “I want to see how you think with a pencil,”
and that led to all of what I’ve been doing.
Miner: Thinking about that time in your life
when you were working in a pretty high-powered agency with very
specific commercial ends in mind, how has it affected the way
you now create the work that you do?
Fink: I was already thinking about it then. I
had a window shade, which I pulled down, drew a little face of
Abe Lincoln, and then I copied the whole Gettysburg Address on
the window shade. Pull it down, you could read the whole thing.
Let it up, you could only read the bottom half.
Miner: How did you develop the talent that you
Fink: My father—a great, great father—used
to watch me copy drawings out of the sports section. So I had
a little ability, manual dexterity. He was the art director of
a photo engraving shop where he lettered—they used airbrush—and
they cut out things. He said, “I think I can get you a job
as a messenger boy in the afternoon, and the rest of the day you’ll
come to work with me. You’ll get a desk in front of where
I am, and I will teach you what I know so that you will be able
to earn a livelihood.” After two years, he said, “You
have enough talent to go out and search the world for a job.”
Well, as a messenger, I delivered proofs to advertising agencies.
I saw these men and women sitting in their offices with the slanted
table, big pencils, and chalk. I thought, “That would be
a nice way to make a living.” So, to enhance my drawing,
I enrolled at the National Academy of Design in the evening, then
later to the Art Students League. During that time, I also took
a course at Columbia University in English composition. I thought
those would increase my luck to get a job. I had little experience,
but I was determined. The one gift, I think, that I’ve been
given was determination. When I made up my mind, that’s
what I wanted to do—nobody’s going to stop me.
Miner: Let’s talk now about the Gettysburg
Address and about the last founder, as he’s sometimes known,
Abraham Lincoln. What originally drew you, as an illustrator,
to that particular speech that was given on November 19, 1863?
Fink: The speech is so simple and dramatic, sentence
by sentence. And so important that 270 words spoken more than
one hundred years ago resonate today with such urgency and strength.
There are thousands of stories of how this man put this cluster
of words together. The theories didn’t matter to me. The
idea of using the talent that I had gotten—what would I
do? The thought came, “Why don’t you take phrase by
phrase (I did this after the Constitution) and see if you can
illustrate each phrase. ‘Four score and seven years ago’
is what he said, not ‘eighty-seven years.’ Poetry.
How am I going to illustrate that phrase?” I asked myself—and
then thought about the book of Exodus. I remembered Moses saying,
“My brother Aaron is four score and three years old.”
“That’s it!” I said to myself, “I’ll
have a Bible on Lincoln’s head!” That got me off to
Miner: You know, of course, that on that day,
Lincoln was there, more or less, as a ribbon cutter. Edward Everett,
the great American orator, was there and spoke for two and a half
torturous hours. Lincoln was supposed to get up and make a few
perfunctory remarks about the dedication. He said, “The
world will little note nor long remember what we say here,”
yet the great Everett’s words are completely forgotten,
and these three hundred words that Lincoln spoke have become all
but immortal. Why has this endured for so long?
Fink: When I would be working on the illustration
for each phrase, there were days I cried. It’s dramatic.
It’s forceful. It’s memorable. It’s full of
everything that a man or woman would ever want to feel or be.
Even as I begin to think about it now, I begin to well up. It
captured me to the point where I couldn’t stop.
Miner: By my count, you were born in 1916, about
fifty years after the end of civil war, and fifty years before
the Vietnam War began. You were in your twenties during World
War II. I believe you’ve lived in all or part of ten decades
and through the administration of sixteen American presidents,
not one of them as great as Lincoln. I’m sure that there
will be some students interested in your advice to them about
either art or Americanism?
Fink: We take for granted our country. In my
history, I had two sets of grandparents. One from Russia. One
from Poland. They escaped oppression. They came here penniless
in the mid-1880s. No money. Nothing. Each found a home. They raised
six children in one family. Seven in another. My parents were
born in America, and I went to school here. I had one grandmother
who was illiterate. I have a son now who has a PhD in Jewish history.
I have cousins who built businesses. I thought, “It could
only happen here.” We have had ups and downs. Weak presidents,
assassinated presidents, presidents who were shot at and missed.
We’re a young country and still growing. I came in today
on the subway from Queens. I came early enough to see people going
to work. Every denomination. There were Koreans, Japanese, Italians,
Greeks. All kinds. They’re still flocking here. This is
the place. Never take it for granted. There will never be another
Lincoln, but there will be a guy who will come out of the woodwork
somewhere who has courage, and he will be able to spread the word.
These things are right here. Right in front of us.
Miner: Sam, I would like to talk a little about
Book of Exodus and how it first began to take shape in
Fink: I belong to a conservative congregation.
One day the rabbi, for his sermon, talked about five books of
Moses that were given to a young boy years ago as a gift for his
bar mitzvah. This rabbi had, years later, found that same book
at a used bookstore. It hurt him. Next to it was another book
that came from Yemen. It was written by a man who copied the entire
five books of Moses by hand. It took him a lifetime. The rabbi
bought it, and it became one of his treasures. In certain times,
it was a task that was put before a man to copy the entire five
books by hand. I was in my eighties when I heard that sermon,
and I thought, “That’s a nice task. I ought to do
that.” I have a son who is a scholar living in Israel. I
decided to make the paintings for my son and his sons and their
I sat and thought about illustration. I thought, “The books
should not be illustrated. They should not be made hard and fast
that you could see Cecil B. DeMille taking the Red Sea apart.
What can I do?” It took a couple weeks, and I said, “I
got the answer. The sky. The beautiful sky.” It’s
never the same, as the interpretations of Exodus are never the
same. The sky could be forever—infinite and filled with
variety. I counted out the chapters—forty chapters. If I
painted forty skies and hid the words in the clouds, both in English
and in Hebrew, that would be a fun task to see if I could do it.
Slowly and slowly, day by day, doing my work, I looked at the
sky outside my house—night skies, dusk, dawn, electrical
storms, the whole works. I concentrated, and when I finished,
I felt like I had done something worthy. My mother lived in a
home right in Great Neck. I used to see her every day. One day
I sat by her bedside, and I had a little book of Psalms. I don’t
remember the number of this particular psalm, but having finished
the work, sitting at my mother’s bedside, the psalm said,
“The power of God is in the sky.” I don’t consider
myself a religious man in terms of going to church or synagogue.
I go just to go, to belong. But this was sort of miraculous for
Miner: There must have been some process, in
order to make this book, to get all the paintings together again.
Fink: Yes. That was fun. I called my son and
said, “Will you lend them back to me?” He said, “Of
course.” So, I flew over to Jerusalem two years ago, just
about at this very time. I took them all. When I got here, I took
them to Lena at Welcome [Books], and it was thrilling for me.
It’s very personal. I believe when a person in my craft,
or any craft, or any world, gets into something with all their
heart, they become bigger than they actually are. When I look
at what I’ve done—what’s in the works now—I
cannot believe that I did it. There was a fire in me that didn’t
let me sleep at night. I’d get up at night and go to where
I worked, and I’d look at it and say, “I’ve
got to change this. I’ve got to get a little more color
in there. I’ve got to do something.” I was driven.
When I finished, I wasn’t exhausted. I was just pleased
that I had cut a deal. Nobody made me. Along the way, I got discouraged,
but the other side of me said, “Get back to work, you lazy
Miner: I know that in Judaism, one speaks of
a mitzvah, which is either one of the laws, or commandments, or
a good deed done in fulfillment of one of those laws or commandments.
Do you see The Book of Exodus as your mitzvah?
Fink: Yes. The Book of Exodus is the escape from
slavery. That’s the main tenet of the book. Today, people
around the world are enslaved. There are people in America who
are enslaved. I read somewhere recently that the majority of people
who work for a living are slaves. They dislike what they’re
doing, and they can’t wait to reach the age of retirement.
So, for me, the freedom is in the work, to love the work. To this
day, I love work, I enjoy it—and I’m free.
SAM FINK is an original.
A multitalented artist of inimitable range, he first learned to
hand-letter from his father. For two decades he worked as an art
director at Young & Rubicam. For the last twenty-plus years,
Fink has been inscribing and illustrating great words, creating
vibrantly illustrated texts of American history.