This was a protest piece after a grueling review from a member of my graduate review board. The professor told me the work was excellent but thought I needed a lesson in humility. He was probably right. In four years he did not complete a single piece. I should not have put him on my committee but pickings were slim. The subject is Greg Monroe with a plaster cast Venus de Milo, and reflection. The view is of their backs which was representative of my relationship with the art faculty.
Working near the entrance of the Austin Children's Museum was a thing of pure joy. The kids wonder and excitement made me think of my own formative art experiences. Childhood is a time of realizing the power and magic of art. I was blessed by parents that encouraged my talents. How they found the time to recognize and support me, with seven other kids, has always left me grateful. This encouragement was reenforced by educators in elementary, jr. high, and high school. To this day I cannot type because Ms. Gerund (god bless her), at Johnston Junior High petitioned to allow me two semesters of freshman art. My birthdays were always filled with art supplies and books. I wanted to be an artist at an easel. That is what I saw in those kids eyes....mini me.
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