1. My earliest "studio" was my childhood bedroom. One wall had floor to ceiling shelves of books and toys. I loved to get down the encyclopedia and flip through. I remember my first book that I wrote and illustrated in that room with a collection of nice pencil drawings of animals. When I was a little older, my mom had a craftsman make me a small puppet stage. With this, I could write productions: create backdrops, advertising, a script, hand puppets and marionettes. It was so inspiring that my best's friends little sister asked Santa for one the next Christmas.
2. Simultaneously were the outdoor studio sites. In particular, this included the sandbox, the concrete slabs at either end of the dairy barn for nailing and hammering things into boards and finally the dump about a half mile down the road. At the time, it was mostly for rummaging and inspiration.
3. In town, mom had an art gallery and studio where she taught lessons. There I worked on small projects from time to time as her students were working or to kill the time. However, I mostly prefered riding my bike around town and poking my head into this shop or that. I would look through the troughs of cheap goods at the dollar store or walk through antique and hobby shops with hands behind my back to observe their collections. I loved exploring the streets between her shop, grandmothers house, and downtown.
4. I did take art in middle school. I especially remember the elaborate pointillist castle I drew with Pental markers. and the portrait of Wade Boggs that I had to redraw because of excessive erasing marks and smudges. These were mainly created in class, at home, or at mom's shop.
5. I took one semester of art in high school. I hardly made anything to wrote about here. At this time, I was very bust exploring the sports, clubs in school and my social life. I really enjoyed being a part of clubs. My creativity came out through my campaigns for class officer, an over the top Christmas parade float and Halloween costumes.
2. Simultaneously were the outdoor studio sites. In particular, this included the sandbox, the concrete slabs at either end of the dairy barn for nailing and hammering things into boards and finally the dump about a half mile down the road. At the time, it was mostly for rummaging and inspiration.
3. In town, mom had an art gallery and studio where she taught lessons. There I worked on small projects from time to time as her students were working or to kill the time. However, I mostly prefered riding my bike around town and poking my head into this shop or that. I would look through the troughs of cheap goods at the dollar store or walk through antique and hobby shops with hands behind my back to observe their collections. I loved exploring the streets between her shop, grandmothers house, and downtown.
4. I did take art in middle school. I especially remember the elaborate pointillist castle I drew with Pental markers. and the portrait of Wade Boggs that I had to redraw because of excessive erasing marks and smudges. These were mainly created in class, at home, or at mom's shop.
5. I took one semester of art in high school. I hardly made anything to wrote about here. At this time, I was very bust exploring the sports, clubs in school and my social life. I really enjoyed being a part of clubs. My creativity came out through my campaigns for class officer, an over the top Christmas parade float and Halloween costumes.
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