Winter Sun Part II
About a million years, around 1965, I spent a lot of Saturdays in the Cleveland Museum of Art. In awe. Bus fare was 50 cents, the Museum free. Sometimes, it was after morning classes at Cooper School of Art where local High School students could take 8 weeks of class for $16. I didn’t have $16 so I earned tuition by modeling for the other students. After two classes, I went to the other side of the easel. Most of the teachers were faculty at the Cleveland Institute of Art so it was a master class. It was where I learned to draw, to make portraits. Now, instead of conte crayon or charcoal, I draw with a camera. It is just the same except that I’ve 50 years of empathy to share. It is Art that allows us to be human.
Studio Rehearsal “Visions of Sugarplums” Cary Ballet Company 12 December 2015