Thursday, December 8, 1949
46 West 83rd Street, Apt. 7B
New York City
Dear Art,
Dear Art,
Every time I write you it seems to be to postpone my vacation a little longer. This time it’s for one more day. I called up Mother after I talked to you last night. She said that she thought it would be better if she came in Wed., then we both would go home Thursday. I agreed with her. I told you how she loves the city – so I feel as if it’s her best present to come into the city for a couple of days. It’s the most I can do for her.
I got your letter this morning! Shirl and I were waiting for a subway at 81st Street when who popped up behind us but Mr. Kantor! With a great big smile on his face, he passed out the mail. Just like Santa Claus. You know, you’re absolutely right. He looks just like a typical musician.
Morning classes were boring today. I was reading Look magazine in class. Did you know that the Methodist Church
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| Fashion sketch by June Anderson. |
This afternoon we had sketching from a model. She would pose for ten minutes and we would render her in watercolor outlined or shadowed. The last pose I got tired of working. She was giving a ballet pose wearing the tights and so on. Usually I draw in very vaguely in pencil. Well I started, but two lines and I gave it up. For the heck of it, I grabbed my largest brush, dunked it in grey paint and started at the head – I just swung all around the outline of the figure. After finishing that (loads of fun!), I was just about to put it away for the waste basket. There was a voice right behind me – my teacher! And what was she shouting? “Well, well, a Picasso right in our room!” I swear – those are the very words! I’m still laughing at it. You realize, these are supposed to be fashion drawings and not modern art. I don’t know how to take it, but it tickles me.
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| Jewelry drawing by June Anderson. |
I did my jewelry thumbnail layout in school today. I’ll need to get it approved, then blow it up to a larger size and finish it in pen and ink.
Tomorrow Shirl and I plan to go to the movies – probably All the King’s Men, unless we find a good revival. On Saturday Shirl wants to go shopping so I’ll probably tag along. I’ve decided I want to see the Vincent Van Gogh exhibit at the Met over the weekend – it’s only there till Jan. 15th. If I put it off too long, I’ll never see it.
I don’t see how I can fill a letter so full of nothing. Would you call it talent? For heaven’s sake! “Blondie” just came on the radio!
If you don’t write me a letter tonight, we’re not on speaking terms. I want a letter Saturday! I’m going to miss you – in fact, I do already.
All my love,
June
(Tonight – Art gets a birthday present.)
© 2010 Lee Price
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