Once upon a time in New York City a 17 year old, small
town country girl had a very crazy summer. By day she attended a prestigious
summer art program at Parsons School of Design...
By night she and the other naughty summer program children went on amazing adventures. The only rule for school was that you had to make it back to the 12th street NYU dorm (Loeb Hall) by curfew. If you did not, parents received a call, bad boys and girls were kicked out of the program and sent back home. There was a 24-hour security desk where you needed card access to get into the building and the safety of your dorm room. All of the students were required to sign the log and the high school age children at the Parsons Summer programs were under strict curfew.
So of course, teenage mentality determined that the "logical" work around was to stay out all night and sneak back into the dorm during the changing of the guard. That meant me and that adorable young lady above spent a few scary nights wandering the city streets until dawn, or passing out on park benches when we were too exhausted from running away from scary weirdo's. In between the giggles, stupidity, stark fear, and clubbing, there was the occasional photo shoot. The photo shoot in this example involved a monkey. My friend was a budding photographer and that meant that we would go out hunting for interesting city moments to capture. Obviously I volunteered to be her scantily clad model. By the way, she grew up to be a world renowned sculptor and photographer.
Just so you know, looking back from a mother's perspective, if those young ladies were my children I would have grounded them for life! What we did was incredibly naïve and irresponsible. We were lucky to have made it through that summer alive. So if you are reading this son, do as I say! Not as I've done. Ok then, that's all for Monkey Business, just randomly sharing...
What? Some fabulous writer out there is going to need these delightful tidbits to add fluff to my artist biography someday. I mean I did promise people I’d be famous. There’s still time... I hear Old Ladies have replaced hot young male artists as the new "Darlings" of the art scene. I'm prepping early for my big Re-Entrance! Best of luck to you and your life adventures, remember, you are never too old to be Fabulous!
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| Amy E. Fraser with Photographer Friend and Monkey, NYC 1991 |
By night she and the other naughty summer program children went on amazing adventures. The only rule for school was that you had to make it back to the 12th street NYU dorm (Loeb Hall) by curfew. If you did not, parents received a call, bad boys and girls were kicked out of the program and sent back home. There was a 24-hour security desk where you needed card access to get into the building and the safety of your dorm room. All of the students were required to sign the log and the high school age children at the Parsons Summer programs were under strict curfew.
So of course, teenage mentality determined that the "logical" work around was to stay out all night and sneak back into the dorm during the changing of the guard. That meant me and that adorable young lady above spent a few scary nights wandering the city streets until dawn, or passing out on park benches when we were too exhausted from running away from scary weirdo's. In between the giggles, stupidity, stark fear, and clubbing, there was the occasional photo shoot. The photo shoot in this example involved a monkey. My friend was a budding photographer and that meant that we would go out hunting for interesting city moments to capture. Obviously I volunteered to be her scantily clad model. By the way, she grew up to be a world renowned sculptor and photographer.
Just so you know, looking back from a mother's perspective, if those young ladies were my children I would have grounded them for life! What we did was incredibly naïve and irresponsible. We were lucky to have made it through that summer alive. So if you are reading this son, do as I say! Not as I've done. Ok then, that's all for Monkey Business, just randomly sharing...
What? Some fabulous writer out there is going to need these delightful tidbits to add fluff to my artist biography someday. I mean I did promise people I’d be famous. There’s still time... I hear Old Ladies have replaced hot young male artists as the new "Darlings" of the art scene. I'm prepping early for my big Re-Entrance! Best of luck to you and your life adventures, remember, you are never too old to be Fabulous!
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| Amy E. Fraser NYC 1991 |
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| Amy E. Fraser with Monkey NYC 1991 For more Amy E. Fraser art and information go to Aefraser.com |
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