Sunday, April 09, 2006

Searching for Mickey(angelo).

After a Friday evening at the sculpture studio, C.D. took us, Leslie, an aspiring architect, Heidi, a thesis student, and I to dinner at a Shanghai restaurant in town. We sipped on tea while C.D. drank merlot. C.D. is famous for his presence - tall with broad shoulders, he takes long strides, taking his time in looking far - and near. He wears a grey gentleman's hat, a long green coat, and a brown leather bag on his left shoulder. He has been compared to Einstein for his white hair and moustache. Students who don't know him describe him as "the mysterious man who walks through Jewett Arts Center."

C.D. has spent the recent several decades carving stones and searching for Mickey. And when C.D. says Mickey, he really means Michelangelo. If you've been to Harvard Square, you might have noticed a piece of granite carved, "Newtowne Market", at the park by the Kennedy School of Government. The stone is one of his many public works scattered throughout the region. Others include pieces at the Grounds for Sculpture in Hamilton, New Jersey and the DeCordova Museum and Sculpture Park in Lincoln, Massachusetts. His most recent is a 9-and-1/2-feet tall head of Lady Justice in front of the courthouse in Stamford, Connecticut.

"We are always looking for inspiration from great artists and hoping for their touch on our work," he said to us. "But there was only one time when the angels came down and helped me." He recalled when his work on Justice led to extreme frustration and uncertainty as to what and how he was to continue. "I couldn't've finished it without their help."

C.D. talked about his traveling days, including the time when he was 18 and sailed off from Argentina without a passport. He reminded us to have confidence in ourselves and our own work, and stressed the importance of the willingness and daringness to invest in ourselves, with money and with time. Many alums get into their top-choice graduate schools "because they are aggressive," he said. C.D. has been teaching at the College for 22 years.

We were the last to leave the restaurant. We hopped into C.D's SUV and went off to Blockbuster where we spent 30 minutes walking through every aisle. In the end, the four of us checked out five movies. Outside Blockbuster, C.D. took out from the plastic bag a DVD for himself and said to us, (almost giggling), "Here you go, here are your movies!" He dropped us off at our dorms each with our movie-for-the-night. I borrowed a TV from a friend down the hall and loaded the DVD player.

"Good Night. And Good Luck."

No comments: