More than four decades ago, a young Central High School boy and his then girlfriend would ride their Vespa motor scooter to the Philadelphia Museum of Art. From the top of those infamous stairs, the two would gaze at the city below, dreaming of their lives together, and their place in the arts. The engine started again, and what ensued was a wild ride through more than 40 years in the arts.
That boy – the son of a Philadelphia butcher and seamstress – got his feet wet in the darkroom of the same high school that stoked the art careers of Thomas Eakins and William Glackens. The young man continued his studies of photography at Rochester Institute of Technology and Pratt Institute, getting his work exhibited at the Museum of Modern Art along the way.
As many of you know, that boy – me — went on to an academic career, spending two decades establishing the art and music department at Bucks County Community College before joining the Michener as director. In fact this institution was an arts center before I officially changed the name, and focus, to the James A. Michener Art Museum. Read More