Couple of years ago we aquired 2 beautifully framed paintings because they reminded us of our villages in Tonga.
My wife & I love the playful colours and the contrasts in the lighting.
Experts we are not when it comes to art, but we know what we like.
I just decided today to google his name & here we are... paintints were Fiji 86 & 87.
Never had the pleasure but his work brightens our lives everyday.
Richie O - New Zealand

Irascible old bugger did a drawing of me once. We looked at it. Bit crooked and off center, unique, a million lines congressing in the hope that something would emerge out of this swirl of energy...and something did but it wasn't me and it wasn't edifying. Excuses of pain, chemo and the lust for a new direction made us look again..."nope its bullshit, you can have it" and starts drawing the willow tree with renewed vigour and clarity. Yep, I still miss you, Jason.

We travelled together in one of the last corners of the Earthsea.
I met you late, Jason, you were then a force of nature, and I'm glad to see you kept it going, with still another house built.
My memories are with you wherever you are.
Tino

Sachiko,(Banda island), it'd be nice to get in contact with you: tinoquijano@yahoo.co.uk

why am i always the last guy on the planet to hear things.Commiserations to the whole family, he was always talking about you.
For an Irish guy basking in the beauty of bali Jason was a the best drinking buddy you could meet.The phrase that to bore should be made a criminal offense never left my head after so many long nights in the bush.
Pity he never got to Ireland when he called a few years back, but the intention as always was there and just to talk on the phone made my feel good. Jason always made me feel good.
big man big loss but boy did he live!
thanks Jason
Myles

Somebody wrote that Jason was a lovely man. Perhaps tone or humour was lost in translation, but my father in law was not a lovely man.

Loved yes, lovely, no.

He was cantankerous, ascerbic, hilarious, riveting, wonderful, grandfatherly, wise, wizen, captivating, egotistical, passionate, giving, taking, horrid, incorrigible, inexorable, unflagging, sharp, blunt, cruel, off-the-cuff, outrageous, expansive, and dogged.

This was a man who can never be accused or accursed as 'nice' or 'lovely'.

And I don't know how some of the people who loved him will find such depth of meaning in their lives. I loved the man very much in spite of everything. Everything. I can scarsely write this message without choking up.

Another man who left a trail behind him said, "Imagination is more important than knowledge". This is a test Jason excelled in. On an almost daily basis.

Jesus, who can say that about a parent or an in-law?

This picture says everything about the man:

http://www.jasonmonet.com/house/patio.jpg

Merry Christmas you old sod!

i did meet Jason once while he was on a trip to London and can only endorse the messages of affection sent by everyone on this board. but my own contribution is as a collector of his work beginning when I bought almost 30 years ago a huge wooden sculpture he doid of his wife in 1963 when she was 3 months pregnant with , i believe, his first son. when his wife ran off to America he sold it to raise funds to pursue her (unsuccessfully I believe). to Amie McDonald, an actress friend in London. Amie sold the piece when she moved flat and I bought it. since then I have bought several drawings from the 1960s, of Rudolf Nureyev, another bought from barbra Streisand at her sale in New York etc.

While painting, Jason is a swift whirlwind of personalities and paint as he races time to capture the light and the “moment”.

A truly lovely man.

Doris,Camille, Marcelle, Louise, and Simone, I hadn't realised Jason/Dad had gone, Though I've not seen him for years, I'll miss him. I have a number of his drawing of you from the period '76 - '81. Regretfully I'm selling them - are they of interest?

I knew Jason in the early 60's, when he was a struggling young painter. The bar in Brentwood, Essex, where he worked to earn money, was so identified with him that it became known as Jason's Bar. He not only left a vibrant mural there, but a host of friends who will not forget his generous and friendly nature. He had a smile that was as big and bold as his painting.
The bar closed and we all moved away in different directions, but the spirit of Jason will always walk the courtyard and bars of the White Hart Inn.
On behalf of those many friends who knew him at that time and who will not know that he has died, I should like to acknowledge a man who was larger than life and who will be remembered by all of us, not just for his powerful expressionist paintings, but for his warmth and good humour. We,like his family, are the richer for the time we spent together.

I just found out that Jason passed away. Was buisy planning a next vacation to asia, and saw In Memoriam, it shocked me :( , he was such a friendly, special guy, i have a picture with him and me on bali, it allways made me smile.

all the best to everyone that misses him, aspecially the family off course.

I was saddened by reading the news of Jason's passing away. I met Jason in Ubud in December 1990. He was a man bigger than life; very caring, giving and talented. He painted a beautiful picture for me that reminds me of my times in Bali. His artistic spirit will always be in Bali.

I met Jason in 1995 whilst managing Lorin & Kristy Fine Art Gallery in Singapore and completely fell in love with his work and his larger than life character. I bought one of his most powerful pieces - 3 nudes which he painted on his bamboo bed. Its a bold, evocative 2 x 2m painting which is hanging on my wall here in London and I will never part with it.

In 1996 I moved to Ubud to work with Jason to prepare for his 1997 major retrospective exhibition and to write the book about Jason and his work. We sat and talked about his life every day for nearly a year - I taped many of the conversations to use in the next book. He talked animatedly about his family, work, love, passions, beliefs, and recounted hilarious stories and jokes and interesting anecdotes of his encounters with Pink Floyd, Barbara Streisand, Rolf Harris, Cleo Laine etc. I wrote to all Jason's collectors when we were writing the book and each one gave a fascinating insight into Jason's work and the man. Each one genuinely loved Jason and were passionate collectors of his work.

One of my most amusing memories is Jason and I jamming with Leo Sayer in the jazz pub in Ubud and Jason dressing up in his bamboo bull outfit which he had made. I met Leo Sayer in London years later and he still remembers that night!!

I sadly left Bali/Jakarta/Singapore in 2000 and returned to London but always managed to visit Bali and introduce new collectors and friends to Jason. I finally took my hubby to meet Jason which was one of our most memorable trips (2006). Jason wasn't painting much just focussing on his bamboo sculptures. I will never forget the day we all spent happily chatting and laughing together as this was the last time I saw Jason.

Jason was a dear friend, outstanding artist and absolute legend. I will never forget him. All my love to Camille and the family and long may Jason live in our memories. God bless. xxx

Jason was the legend in himself, his life was a story which has the ability to inspire any individual and help him to recognize his real abilities from the deepest core of his heart.
We miss you Jason.

Jason tought me how to carve a block of limestone when i was 10 years old. He sketched out a horses head for me and i carved it out. i showed my art teacher at school and he put it on display.
I never saw it again - it was stolen - It must of been good!
I have chipped away ever since & jasons style can be seen in every peice ive done.
I went to Bali & had organised to meet him in ubud but missed him by an hour. He was building the bamboo house at the time.
ANOTHER GREAT ARTWORK FROM A GREAT MAN.

A GREAT INSPIRATION!

He was truly a legend. Men like him, born in this work once in millennium. His life was very struggling and he eventually received the top status in his field.
He had left a space which could not be filled by any other person on this earth.

In 1994/95 I was in Bali and met Jason.I often visited his house and watched him painting. In 1995 he painted a portrait of my japanese wife Tamaki and when we got married he just gave it to me as a present . I always had the wish to come back to Bali to see him but it never realized.... and now it’s too late.
I have to say ,that he sometimes appeared in my dreams ...
so sayonara , friend...

Hans
Japan

It is winter here so I built a roaring fire in our living room & propped up on the couch. For the umpteenth time, I gazed transfixed at Jason's big landscape oil painting of West Bali we bought at his Ubud studio in '98. It is still my most prized possession. Our three or four martini "sessions" at Ubud's "Naughty Nuri's" are among my most prized memories.

I heard about Jason just a couple of days ago. Me and my sister stayed in Ubud 2007 when we had the plesure to meet your father.
We did a trip together to Amed on Bali, where he make his first painting after the stroke he had. A memory that will live forever.

Jason was a great man. I going to miss him very much.
Love/Karin

In 1958 Michael and I (Brenda nee Knight) Hill knew and were friends with Jason. We spent a lot of time together and have many photos of him in the early days. He was young, fresh and very handsome and we loved him. He was the same age as us, and he has obviously left this life much too young. We knew him in a different life, and loved him very much, as he loved us too. Our condolences to you all. We often wondered what had happened to him, as we lost contact after about 1962. Sincerely Brenda and Michael Hill

Dearest Camille, Marcelle, Louise, and Simone,

I just found out about the loss of your father. Jason was a gifted special person, who will live on in the hearts of everyone who loved him. He was and is my favorite artist.

He left life too early, and I'm sorry for your loss.

Love,

Sach

I just find out that Jason passed away. I,am so sorry specially for his family.
I lived in Bali for two years and we had a lot of fun with Jason. He was not always easy. I gave me a painting for my 40th birthday and it is hanging in my living room in Holland. I, am proud of it.
I remember sitting with him on the motorcycle going to Ary,s for a drink.
Watching movies with him every day and have diner. So many memories are coming back now after all these years. The time that we stay all together with Camille and Marcella. I am proud that a knew such a great man.

The memories of Jason will live on in our minds and in his art. What a priviledge to have known such an amazing man. May your spirit be forever free.

My visits and the Ubud 'scene' will be very different without Jason's presence, but in my mind he will always be part of Bali and the memories of his warmth and humour will live on forever. Sadly, work commitments stop me being with you on Sunday. Be assured I, and my family, will be thinking of you

Unfortunately I won't be in Bali for the memorial get-together. I'd love to be there. I'll send some thoughts and take a photo of the painting he did of me. I think of Jason a lot....and miss him.