When I was Adolph's first and only student fifty years ago, I thought it was a shame. He was such a great teacher, and I was the only one who got to study with him. I guess I can now say, "I told me so!" since he ended up teaching at UWM for 33 years and helped untold numbers of students learn to do their art from the inside outward.
Chance conversations as I walk my usual path make the path unusual. Chance conversations inside my home change the day!
Few professors get to see, years later, how their students turned out. Adolph Rosenblatt is fortunate: in a few days two different exhibitions of work by his former students will be up at the same time. In fact one is already up, at UWM's Inova Arts Center Gallery: Adolph Rosenblatt and three of his students.
There’s a corner house a block from ours, and every time I pass, I inspect the lawn. I want to be sure there are dandelion leaves.
Lives may change in dribs and drabs, in falls, in sudden soars, with trauma, loss, raves and praise, with the people we happen to meet, a dream that awakens us in the night, chance remarks, sudden insights, and we may be aware, or unaware, that something’s different.