I arrived in the Corridor, ready to go
for my Masters at Wayne State University. My head was full of those
silly little voices, so-called instructors from my art student days
in Hull in the North of
England.
To many of them - with notable exceptions - painting was something
to be avoided. The conceptualist rave was hot, and anybody using a
paintbrush was to be ostracized.
Of course, I had messed around with the human figure. My foundation
course was fairly rigorous, so I has some decent underpinnings.
In my BFA course, I could only paint figures furtively, at home so
as to avoid the endless verbal diarrhea of the conceptualist staff.
By the time I got to the Corridor, I was secretive and confused
about my including humans in my paintings.
This all changed overnight when I happened to
chance across a show which included Barbara Greene's fantastic imagery.
There are not many times in an artists career there one can place
ones finger on a single defining moment. For me, it was Barbara
Greene's artwork. Put simply, it set me free.
It is with great pleasure that I later had the opportunity to exhibit
in a show with her.
Barbara left Detroit sometime in the early
80's. I'd love to know what became of her.
Any info
would be appreciated.
SG
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