I grew up in Manhattan. Born in the old French Hospital on West 27th Street, we lived at 15 W 81 apt 10F until 1965 when I was eight and moved to 125 E 72nd Street, 13D. I missed my old friends a lot, though we’d been separated by schools, first kindergarten then grammar school. […]
Cards, Cartoons and Fashion
Playing cards, greeting cards, calling cards. Cut the cards, fold ’em.
Mrs. Winkelhorn
She deserves her own page. Gravity. Supporting a standing figure is not only about balance. In and out and in and out. Push back and up, in and up, pull down and out. up and down, up and down. Back and down, back and up. Cardinal, Ordinal. Out and up, out and down… large and […]
nana
My grandmother sewing. Thimbles, thumbelina Tailor shears Crafts Folk Art children Cycles & spirals?
Sandy Beach
Sand beach and playground Sand castlesin the tides,in the sky water and earth Fire and AirFire and waterwater and airEarth and Fire I grew up in a greeting card factory Shipping, Receiving, Packing, Orders, Filing, Sorting.Printing, cutting, assembly, envelopes. My brother and I played 52 card pickup. I fell for it every very time. I […]
Opportunities
Illustrations, Illustrators Club Zevi BlumEROS, The Illustrated Fanny Hill by John Cleland, NY, The Erotic Art Book Society The Wise Man of Chelm by Samual Tennenbaum, 1969 My brother teased me when I was tongue-tied I’d be ham-strung but would learn to push through. or did I? I still do. keep on..
New York School for Nursery Years and Work and Play School
I liked Raymond the best. I felt close to him, we didn’t need to speak. He was retarded, a big boy at six. Overalls and suspenders. We played together in the kindergarten “shop.” There were also frogs and tadpoles. I learned to eat lettuce, we probably had bunnies. We played outside in the garden of […]
Teachers
Mrs Winkelhorn, What is gravity, how can a sculpture stand? Mrs Seth Agnew, Nancy Agnew, Remember to have fun, x well as do well. Gloria Drew, how to make form cohere and not fall apart. Lions, Tom Sawyer Trio, impermanence Nana sewed. “One’s a writer, the other an artist.” Rosina/Peter. Mom/Dad. I’m still learning what […]