Art And Design High School - Prism Yearbook (New York, NY)

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I ' Q k l-a prism, a crystal honeycomb Q Q madeto catch, imprism Q and turn itto rainbows Q49 n A I sunsiigrii D By night l am a jeweled prison d to capture, the rapturous HIGH sciinul nr Am Ann nfsinri 1959 m00 5 'lgmf in the LITERARY REFLECTIONS Dimensions of Our Spectrum 2a Prism 3a The Mask 5a Characterizations 7a Emotions 11a Concrete Poems 13a Fable 18a The City 28a The B Poems 29a The Bridge 32a The Seasons 38a ART STAFF Mr. Richard Johnson. Faculty Art Adviser. Karen Pikanowskl, Marlene Kaplan, Lynn Kudelka, Art Dirac- tors. Marlene Arnaiz, Valerie Mele, George Hom, Associate Art Directors. STAFF: Daniel Haskett, Warren Westbo, Martin Golding, George Moy, Matthew Rosenzweig, Roni Eisenberg, Hedy Wolfe, George Abagnalo, Tom Kostro, Don Ellison, Stephen Marchesi, Claudia Schwalb. PHOTOGRAPHY STAFF Anthony Armato, Sharon Newborn, Jill Pulls, Helene Grossman, Denis Fay, David Lopez. COVER DESIGN: Barbara Silverman LITERARY STAFF Daisy Aldan, Faculty Literary Adviser. Adele Geraghty, Editor-in Chiel. STAFF: Alexandra Reyes, Sandy Greenberg, Leona Seufert, Brenda Branch, Helene Grossman, Marci Compton, Lani Mysak, Tina Ladas, Judith Pfeffer, Dierdre Wolownick, Roxanne Rivera, Lorraine Brooks, Miriam Jiminez, Hope Singer, Gail Debel, Carolyn McCombs, Caryn Ward, Daniel Haskett, Mario Sotolongo. CONTRIBUTORS. Beth Irwin, Vicki Nanos, Bill Mantlo, Jo Amy Shulman, Claudia Schwalb, Barbara Escoffery Lance Lovelace, Glor Brown, Ellen LaSpalluto. THE BOARD OF EDUCATION OF THE CITY OF N. Y. HIGH SCHOOL OF ART AND DESIGN 1075 SECOND AVENUE NEW YORK 10022 Mr. Jacob H. Raphael, Prlnclpal Mr. Walter Welsh, Acting Prlnclpal closed eye of night. Lani Nlysak

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youth is that period when you try on all the faces until you find your own. I can safely say that if I had known what sixteen-going-on-seventeen would have been like when I was six-going-on-seven, I would have had serious doubts as to the wisdom of growing up. The turmoil and indecision that we go through each day can be understood only by another teen- ager, for once you have passed this puzzling period, you suffer a mysterious lapse of memory. Strangely enough, if our sometimes peculiar be- havior is an enigma to our peers, it is utter com- plexity, and without definition to us. In every direction, we are instructed on how to be good, honest, intelligent, considerate, ambitious. We are faced with a dozen ways we should be and no explanation as to why we are the way we are. As a result, every day is an ex- periment in practice. Today we are complete honesty-Result: confusion. Next day we are quiet and terribly reserved:-Result: confusion. We decide to be sticky sweet, and we are con- fronted with puzzled queries as to why you are acting so strangel Each new mask is put on, tested, and finally disposed of. But, oh those days, weeks, years, of tryingl Those horrible questions: Just who am I? Actually, the only thing that keeps us going is the knowledge that in a few years, we too can forget what we went through. We try not to real- ize that any stage is the difficult stage. MIRIAM JIMENEZ .fvwff04.ef-,nf ,Wy h - ff 'iff 1 -nf We 'iff ,X-V74-My K f .6 1,1 ww my fy, 4 .M44f,1,fQ:-4? jg mf f :gg 1 .if .9 3121.-an , ,. ,f V.,.w'9f'.'Q2ff'Z'W 2-ZZ! 4211 f Q1 ,. z.?w4f2ii?f17f!Z2:'Wfff 7 -ffitfiz 7 .r.ff1l,if. if! diff. ,WY-4'ff 2'p1fivfi P ' ,. X1'i'jlv67' ' fzfzwfffw fum .wf4e4-:ww Aff 4z.,m:,w4z Agfmw,.:y!,,wf fn iwgyr ,.f,.p9Qw.-W..-,7 MMM ,,.,9gyW-,4fn-'myf fi W -V1 WM! .J 2 ffff if ' 2 ffffab- ,WKGWMV '-'iffh .Wy ,fhrpiff . is 5 ww .'7-57-Qxw ,ff-Qlfqf, ' , K V745fWf,wf2z!f4Fif ffffffi -fs Q1 mf-f ,.,.., ws -1. ff5fW2ffff gpvfiefm . 1 in Q fi. KZCZZVKW WE ARE NOW EMERGING We are now emergingg light is thrown upon our faces, and we see. We are no longer in the womb that has nursed and protected us. Yet do you find yourself withdrawing, boring back into the past security? It is gone. Baptism of your Self, you stand in chimer- ical sanctity. Look beneath you, and you will fall, fall into the reality that you are as erroneous as me. Be an individual,-unique, but in harmony. There is no antonym for symphonies when you are one, complete, and free. Leave now this elementary consciousness and raise yourself from out your crib of ignorance. Yet a word of warning, I give: Don't throw your Self into the stream of knowledge, lest you drown. Emerge, emerge butterfly, from your sun- tight cocoon, and worship the light descending upon you. Make an Exodus from your bondage, animal of burden, and ease your weary muscles, but always know work. Birth is not a simple procedure, but once born, you are an individual and very much on your own ..... Go forth and conquer. HELENE GROSSMAN SO FOLLOW So I can Cross the summit Where there is hope opening like warm rain to drench the sky in glory ............................... a Span of the Sun's wings flooding the earth with Light are the eyes of HIS initiated at daybreak. i f' 6 X MARCI compress

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DIMENSIONS OF OUR SPECTRUM We are the love generation. We are the war generation. We represent the emergeance of man from the shell of denial to the utmost in awareness. We are unafraid to face reality. We are the think generation. We are more introspective than ever before. We have expanded our minds and broadened our outlooks. We are great discoverers, probing the field of creativity, constantly. We are greatly pressured by complex problems, but we try to solve them. We have an optimism no other age has: unique in itself. We will find ourselves faster than others our age because we know what to look for! We strove to equal others and we have surpassed. We have won the battle! We have suffered through drought and flood and have blossomed into better individuals. We have questioned ourselves and searched our souls. We have explored the regions of life's mysteries. We have questioned others, but learned to accept. We have learned to shake the hand of defeat, rather than bear a grudge. We have estimated our own worth and learned how to increase it. We have seen that life is cruel and wonderful at the same time. We have ridden the waves of trying times, emerging victorious. We have learned to appreciate what is worthwhile and can discern what is not. We have chosen our goals and are about to enter the realm of realizing our dreams. We are about to enter a new Renaissance in living and thought. We are about to enter a revolution in life, as independent individuals. We are no longer allowed to grasp onto childhood as an excuse, for we are making our debut into the world of the adult. We are being graduated into a new phase of life. We will use the skills we have learned to enter the phase gracefully. We will be prepared to roll across the ocean of time without mutiny on the part of life, without being stifled, to be what we are CARYN WARD