These have been great fun to read! Guess I'll have to add my 2 cents! In my art school days I hung out late in the afternoon with friends at school, took the train home from Philly and worked on projects late into the night. One night I was obviously too tired. When I neatly sliced a small section of my little finger off as I was slicing a piece of that great colored paper, I watched fascinated as the blood began to slowly ooze from between my pale layers of skin. Kinda reminded
me of a purple onion, I thought, enjoying the lovely color emerge before my eyes. Then, I realized: Hey! That's my finger, you idiot! Get a band-aid!
In another incarnation, I was employed by a publication written by and for midwives. You think artists have gory tales to tell in the studio!? Well, midwives have a great sense of humor, but any uninitiated newcomer's mouth drops open as the tales fly of disastrous and nearly disatrous births, horrible near misses when babies emerge faster than... well you get the idea!! Anyway, I don't need to go into detail... But, I learned alot about birth at that job. It helped that I had
studied midwifery myself and had had a home birth I suppose. But the poor guy who took my job for a while...he didn't last long!
M K Rasmussen wrote:
> While I'm mulling over which stupid move to contribute to this hilarious pot, I have to tell alla y'all that these most recent tales are taking me back to my days in a primarily medical arts studio, where I learned a great deal but was essentially the lone petunia (or was it onion...): when those kids began comparing "lovely gore" stories, I hightailed it upstairs and hid!
> Just an ole softie.
> Karen Ackoff wrote:
> > Elaine (and everyone else)...
> > I once cut my hand while framing a certificate for the Philadelphia Chamber of Commerce safety commission. Luckily the mat hid the blood, and the safety commission paid for my stitches.
> > Just out of art school, I got a job 3 days a week doing production work in a design studio. I reached for the hand waxer. The handle was slippery and the waxer slipped out of my hand, and hot wax spilled everywere -- on me and on some art work that was laying nearby. I spent the next few hours scraping wax off a keyline drawing... thankfully the staining that resulted did not reproduce. And to my surprise, the designer did not fire me! I kept that job for a number of years.
> > Karen
> > Karen Ackoff
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> > On Wed, 30 Jun 1999 15:38:33 Elaine R.S. Hodges wrote:
> > >One of my sickest moments was when I was working on my first carbon dust
> > >drawing, having just been taught the technique by Mike Druckenbrod, then my
> > >office mate at the Smithsonian. I had just started work in the entomology
> > >dept as a civil service employee two weeks before and was drawing a black
> > >ovoid beetle on video-media board (a thinly coated surface no longer made).
> > >After eleven days of work (too long), I was finished except for a few hairs
> > >I planned to add with white gouache paint and a fine brush. I picked up
> > >the brush, loaded with paint, and dropped it right into the blackest part
> > >of the beetle.
> > > I looked at the mess and seriously considered turning in my
> > >resignation right then.
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