Drawing becomes carving. Modeling is painting.
I’ve studied drawing and sculpture since I was ten years old and my mother enrolled me in semi-private classes with a woman who had made figurines for different ceramic multiples collections. In between marriages, she had a live-work studio under the Brooklyn Bridge.Although I kind of knew automatically, Gloria Drew shared how to make coherent form that wouldn’t crack apart under stress.
Summers on the Jersey shore making castles and canals, waiting for the tide or the foot shower up near the lockers, to come in and go around through the maze, bridges and tunnels. and playdoh on the porch with our summer neighbor, the youngest of five boys who would go on to become a renowned restaurant and entertainment architect.
My dad was my first and always drawing teacher. Mrs. Winkelhorn, my school art teacher who challenged me with gravity, and that it wasn’t always about balance, was my first sculpture teacher. And painting. First classes in sculpture, evening at the The National Academy of Design, three blocks from my day school. My teachers there, in the tradition of Gaetano Caecere were Grenville Carter and Michael Lantz. Eduard Lanteri “Modeling and Sculpting the Human Figure” and “Ceramic Sculpture” by John Kenny were my workbooks.
I would go to four other art schools, New York Studio School of Painting, Drawing and Sculpture—Summer 1977 and Fall 1990-Summer 1992. Teachers there sought to handicap me, shield me from my well-ingrained habits. With Bruce Gagnier and Garth Evans, I unlearned and relearned. Drawing too, NYSS makes a different picture from ASL.
Frontality, flatness and layering, a sequence of profiles, intersections on a grid. Making the graphic outline in space.
Cornell University College of Architecture, Art and Planning—BFA ’82 in sculpture, graphics and painting after five years’ outside credits from The Art Students’ League of New York—where I studied with José de Creeft, Robert Beverly Hale, Gregory d’Alessio, cartoonist, painter and teacher, colleague/friend of my parents, and a third teacher to balance line and anatomy, graphics and form with expressive, Marshall Glasier or Gustav Rehburger evenings. And Summer 1981 Skowhegan School of Art.
I also work in various graphics, design and web publishing capacities as well as being Apple Macintosh computer, device and network support. I am freelance in my own company called Forever Ink, and for the most part enjoy what I do. I’m good at math and like being able to work and experience different places, though now nearly everything is remote, and help what I can. I’ve known about computers since I made one for a backyard fair in 1959 or 1961. How had I seen or heard about Desk Set? Was my high school really on a branch of the secondary school network of a node on Arpanet in 1972? And a college boyfriend was a phracker. He had a computer terminal in his dorm room that was connected by phone wire to the college mainframe way up and over the hill. I found it exciting.