Massachusetts College of Art and Design - Palette and Pen Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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IraMpy Hall (Eualiman IN MEMOKIAM A memory to hold through the years — of a comrade, and a pal — a memory, a symbol of youth and gladness and friendship.

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MARGARET ROSS 18 Dustin Street, Brighton, Mass. Theatre Design The Theatre — grotesque masks — odd, striking colors and dashing brown eyes. It’s my sister’s — but where ' s Margaret?” PHYLLIS CARY 244 Boston Street, Lynn, Mass. Design Page O Henry” the Big Boston Business Girl. long stride — we know it will get her somewhere — and how that girl can dance. IRENE NUTE East Bridgewater, Mass. Design ‘‘Can you feature that?” Pushes pedals and pencils with equal facility. I ' he class baby ! A poster in one hand — a bunch of violets in the other — a mad dash for the Matfield Limited. ETHEL HENRY 71 Howard Street, Lynn, Mass. Design commercial advertiser — ‘‘High Test Eithyl — more miles to the gallon — a hardv constitution!” And a cary- complex! Oh! Doctor!! ALICE BURTON 131 Riverview Street, Campello Teacher Training Course Tall, fair, and graceful — a dream of the South in her soft voice, but yet sparkling with the youth of a gay daf- fodil. MARY MERRY 5 Newcastle Road, Brighton, Mass. Teacher Training Course As happy as her name, Mary is gentle and perfectly poised. An in- valuable friend and companion. DOROTHY NUTTER 145 Mt. Vernon St., Winchester, Mass. Teacher Training Course A good sport — and don ' t take us wrong. Bubbling with happiness and a delightful naiv ' ette. ’29 MARY GERALDINE GILLIS Cohasset, Mass. Teacher Training Quiet but yet with a quick tongue. You must know her to see the fun in her. She’s away above us — Oh about four feet nineteen. CLARA OLSEN 23 Grove Street, Concord Junction, Mass. Teacher Training Here is a true friend! One that we car. confide in and get true understand- ing. She gets her work done before any- one else, but we don’t know how. ETHELYN NOLAN 440 Pleasant Street, Waltham, Mass. Teacher Training Course Grace, rhythm — a soft musical voice — that is Ethelyn. Her drawing is as beautiful as her personality. ELLEN WEED Baldwin Road, Marblehead, Mass. Teacher Training Course .A keen thinker — writer of delicious poetry and modest about it. A lover of life. SHUN ' ICHIRO TOMITA KYOTO, JAPAN Temporary Address: 4 Greenough Pk., Jamaica Plain, Mass. Drawing and Painting Course Our Tommy (‘‘Professor” to the Museum students!) — a gentleman, a backer of every student enterprise — master of Japanese design — ambitious to become an American painter. HELEN BINGHAM 38 De Wolfe Street, Cambridge, Mass. Drawing and Painting Course That courageous soul who does while we talk — who exhibits at every opportunity, and paints portraits for good hard cash ; and whose wit adds to the gaiety of the painting class. EMMA BOURNE 22 Lakeview ' Street, Arlington, .Mass. Drawing and Painting Course Emma talks French with our Paris- ian models; music with Mr. Major; literature with Mr. O’Donnell; and re- turns from an afternoon of relaxation at Symphony with a new etching. ALISON MOULTON 48 Hereford Street, Boston, Mass. Drawing and Painting Course All the little imps are let loose in .Vlison, with their hundred moods. Besides these possessions, Alison has a rare talent for refinement in draw- ing and a strong draftsmanship. HOWARD SHOOSHAN 234 Massachusetts Ave., Boston, Mass. Drawing and Painting Course Another of those pseudo-musicians — middleman in the famous trio and popular pianist of our noontime recrea- tion hour, — Howard is always on the lookout for good clean fun. Har! Har! KATHRYN McCORMICK 76 Clifford Street, Melrose, Mass. Costume Illustration Course Tall in stature, grave in manner, an unruffled, conscientious individuality, plus much humor is “Kay”. CHARLES TOMAS 31 Tremont Street, Lynn, Mass. Drawing and Painting Course M’hen you can make the shapes, “adopt” canvases to put them on, and whack off masterpieces daily, there’s no doubt about your future, Charlie. 29

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officers CLASS OF NINETEEN THIRTY CioRDON Reynolds Thelma Paine Faith Hale Ralph Ayer President I ' ice-President Secretary Treasurer A . - . A CLASS History — the past — memories — ah l es, we have locked them away with care. We smile when we take out those of our dear, green Freshmen days. How little we understood the school and its instructors then. Everything was new and wonderful, hut bewildering. Those were the days when “Red” Devlin (do you remember him?) was made to wear a green ballet costume and perform in the assembly hall. And Henrietta Springer — can one ever forget her nose at the finish of the peanut rolling contest. We had entered a new city where the Sophomores kept the courts. As a class we drew into our shell and tried to finish sheets for i Ir. Brewster and pass History notebooks in on time. We were warj’, shy, and unresponsive even though our dance and Freshmen Assembly were unusually good. Oh es — they were! When we became Sophomores, the powers that be, put a ban on hazing. Ah well, the Freshmen’s misfortune more than ours, we think, looking back. We learned to love and adore rather than fear Mr. Major. Crafts opened a new field to many, and architecture made us feel important. We no longer hesitated to enter the Public Library. Mr. Jamison paced the floor in rage at our imbecility. Although he never knew it we grew to love Keats and Shelley. Browning, read by Mr. Jamison, we adopted for our own. As for furniture notebooks, we do not need a reminder of those. And now the best year of tlie three, the blue, tlie gay, the bright year comes to a close. Although divided we seem to know each other better than ever. The “Keep Out” on the Designer’s door has not excluded the painters any more than their locked doors have awed the Teacher Trainers. The Juniors have been in everything, done everything — Geber, the Year book and the Prom. The Blue year had been a do year for the school. Next year w’e shall be more selfish and try to settle our own futures securely, if possible. The best thing about the Junior year is well expressed by the following: “O air born voice! long since, severely clear, A cry like thine in mine own heart I hear: “Resolve to be thyself; and know that he. Who finds himself, loses his misery!” DOROTHY HUNTER. 31