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>I don't remember much about elementary and middle school art experiences.
>However, I was talking to my mother recently about all of this and she
>vividly remembers going to art show after art show seeing my artwork. Funny
>how I can't remember that! I didn't really feel like an "artist" until I
>to high school and my teacher gave me the inspiration and great push that I
>needed to actually keep drawing. I remember that she wore butterflies on
>shoulder or birds or whatever she felt like it and she called us her
>"cherubs". She was both crazy and fantastic and she went to MassArt...which
>was where I ended up ..in fact because of her determination to help me get
>there..she even took the photos of my work for my entrance portfolio. What
>wonderful woman! Through the years I have gone back and visited and she
>always remembers me and my experiemnt with "alizarin crimson" oil paint.
>kept telling me a dab is enough...and if you keep adding..everything will
>surely turn into alizarin crimson...and sure enough she was right! What a
>painting I ended up with! A few years ago I went back and visited and she
>even offered me her old kiln if I wanted it...unfortunately I don't have
>space. I thank god that I met her and she gave me the direction I needed, I
>try to remember that and give that same encouragement to my students..if
>for her and her crazy butterflies I'd probably be a psychologist! Steph