If there was a rule available to be broken, I’d find it. Without knowing the rules for High Art or good taste, I’d break them. I seemed to find this opportunity in every single class I attended. By a month into most of my classes, the teacher laughed each and every time he got to my piece hanging on the wall. He had so many teaching opportunities! He’d start, “Don’t do what Nancy did here…” then he’d point out the no no then teach correct principles. I felt like the standing dead but I LOVED how much faster I was learning than the others. The teachers also explained to me many strengths I hadn’t realized. I always got an A.
Soon all the thirty- five to forty students laughed as soon as the teacher came to my pictures; they’d never had so much fun with art! Then, when they were comfortable expressing their anticipation for the up coming fun learning, they laughed as soon as I pinned my picture to the wall! They didn’t know what was wrong with it, but they knew several things would be, the strong favorable comments weren’t as funny.
Once our assignment was to spend two hundred hours pencil drawing a life sized spoon and thought, “I’m going to hang this thing over my couch when I’m done.” so I matted it in a rusty, red barn, color to match my furniture.Oh boy did I get a lecture! Evidently pictures I created were not decorations for a couches but were to shatter the world with profound and exquisite new looks at life!
I and the world was to buy a new couch to decorate my picture!!!
Several people have said they loved my work but didn’t know where they hang it so didn’t buy the picture that moved them. Guess what I told them? Would you be afraid to hang a Van Gogh? Buy a new couch or for that matter a new house to suit the art. nancymauerman.com
