This little project is turning out to be a little more difficult than I planned. And I thought I planned it pretty well. PJ getting sick didn't fit into my plans. I now need to catch up, and these three have a common denominator, so here we go...
I feel in college and rather specifically the art department is where I really came into my own skin. I met really encouraging instructors and mentors and discovered a passion I didn't know existed. I truly enjoyed my time there and learning from them.
6/30
Up first, Marty. By far the most unloved professor in the department. To say he was unloved, well, is to say he was disliked. I liked Marty. In my eyes, he served God first, he also served his country, he's a husband and father to two special needs boys. He doesn't give a hoot what anyone thinks of him. He's definitely marching to the beat of his own drum and makes no concessions or excuses about it. I like that.
7/30
Barry Potter. Barry and clay class were all time favorites of mine. Unrequited love if you will. I gave clay everything I had and it just didn't love me back. I'm here to tell you that it's not as easy as the movie Ghost portrays it to be. And you know I only took that class because I hoped to recreate that one very hot scene from the movie. I can't think of one specific trait I like best about Barry - for time's sake he's an all time favorite person of mine and I'm glad I met him. Oh, besides my momma, Barry was the first person to display my art in his home (so he said...)
8/30
Lynn, must have been some kind of zen master in another life. The man has the patience of a Saint. After his clear and explicit lecture on how to load and unload and develop film (yea, this was old school) I promptly developed a blank roll. And another. Third times a charm, right? It also took me all semester before I actually processed (no pun intended) everything I learned and took a great photograph. Besides being an example of patience personified - he taught me something about photography I'll always remember. As a young, budding (not!) photography student, I was traveling all over town looking for the most interesting frame to capture . Lynn told me to stop going places and to look for the interesting stuff at home and in my own backyard. Of course he was right.
Again, I really struggled getting these three out. I'm not sure why, I really enjoyed college and thinking about those good ole days put a smile on my face. I think I was just trying too hard.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
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