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| Italian (1994) oil on canvas, 30 x 22 inches |
This painting, Italian, is one of my first serious attempts in oil.Now I will tell its story.
I entered Syracuse University as an undeclared major, under the auspice that I would study Biology. After one year, I transferred into the art school. There were a few girls in my wing at Shaw Hall that were making excellent art (thanks Jen Briggs and Ann!) and I burned with the desire to do the same. I began as an Illustration major. I considered Graphic Design. However, after a class with Jerome Witkin, I saw somewhere I wanted to be, the 4th floor painting studios in the Shaffer Art Building.
I was 20 years old and foolishly decided I wanted to be a painter.
The summer before my junior year, the year that I declared painting as my major, I sat in my grandparents' attic, determined to make a really good painting. In it, I exaggerated the veins in my neck, making myself appear much older. I used to joke, "That is what I will look like when I am 40." Now, almost 40, and still painting, it is nice to look at this work and contemplate how it all began.
I entered Syracuse University as an undeclared major, under the auspice that I would study Biology. After one year, I transferred into the art school. There were a few girls in my wing at Shaw Hall that were making excellent art (thanks Jen Briggs and Ann!) and I burned with the desire to do the same. I began as an Illustration major. I considered Graphic Design. However, after a class with Jerome Witkin, I saw somewhere I wanted to be, the 4th floor painting studios in the Shaffer Art Building.
I was 20 years old and foolishly decided I wanted to be a painter.
The summer before my junior year, the year that I declared painting as my major, I sat in my grandparents' attic, determined to make a really good painting. In it, I exaggerated the veins in my neck, making myself appear much older. I used to joke, "That is what I will look like when I am 40." Now, almost 40, and still painting, it is nice to look at this work and contemplate how it all began.
