Saturday, April 18, 2015

THE COLORS OF MY LIFE




 THE COLORS OF MY LIFE: MY STORY will address the issues in my life that have influenced my art and my art teaching beginning from my youth till present time. My story will begin with a song which describes me very well. Neil Young, The Painter from the album, Prairie Wind and an artwork which I created to describe my story.  The Colors of My Life by Susan Harmon

2015,mixed/canvas,12' x 5'
The Painter stood before her work
She looked around every where 
She saw the pictures and she painted them 
She picked the colors from the air
Green to green 
Red to red 
Yellow to yellow
In the light
Black to black 
When the evening comes
Blue to blue in the night
It's a long road
Behind me it’s a long road ahead
If you follow every dream you might get lost
If you follow every dream you might Get Lost.
She towed the line
She held her end up 
She did the work of too many
But in the end 
She fell down before she got up again
I keep my friends eternally 
We leave our tracks in the sound 
Some of them are with me now 
Some of them can't be found
It's a long road behind me 
And I miss you now
If you follow every dream 
You might get lost
If you follow every dream, 

You might get lost

Remembering my childhood self:
1. How did I act as a child?
I was sweet.I always followed orders.I was sensitive.I always finished my school work early so I had special permission to go to the back of the classroom and draw on the blackboard.
2. What were my favorite things to do?Draw,paint,color,write,ballet,play make believe.
3. What is one of the best memories you have of yourself as a child?When I won a 50.00 oil paint set at the age of 7 years old.It was quite a big deal.I was in the Chicago newspaper.
4. What were you like in elementary school?I was sweet.I was quiet.I was shy.
5. How did you see your friends or how did they see you?I was popular.I had a best girlfriend whom I still know.I had several other girlfriends whom I still connect to ,from Kindergarten.But I was the tallest person in the class and that made me feel awkward.My girlfriends were small.
6. What was your favorite/least favorite teacher like? Why do you think this was so?My favorite teacher was my third grade teacher,Mrs Katz. She was very nice and liked me.We played a game to learn multiplication tables,she threw a ball to us and asked us a multiplication question and we would have to answer by the time we caught the ball.she made me feel special. My second grade teacher was old and mean and scared me so much that I was afraid to ask to go to the bathroom.My parents had to ask special permission for me to leave the class whenever I had to go to the bathroom.
7. Is there one particular incident in elementary that still shapes who you are now as an educator, artist, advocate?When I was 7 I had a horrible accident,I went through a glass door and had to be rushed to the hospital,I still remember the towel my dad held my bloody arm in because we could not wait for the ambulance.When we arrived they kept giving him something and I kept thinking shouldn't they be helping me.I remember the men in white pushing something awful down my throat(pumping my stomach for glass)I spent 3 months in the hospital.I donated all my toys to the kids area,my mother told me and that every morning I would make my rounds to the other kids teaching them to draw.I remember I had special permission, when I went back to school I had to come into the school ahead of everyone through the main doors by myself.To this day  I am sensitive to kids who are different.I am extremely sensitive to this.
I am in the middle in the top row

These are a couple of pictures that I made when I was 11 years old.



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