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

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EFFIE BYRON WFUTTET, 15 Chilton Rd., West Roxbury A cheery word, a bit of gossip, mercurochrome for a cut finger. She does odd jobs such as hiring models (as many an instructor will sadly aver) and locking the library door when you simply must get in. AMY RACHEL WHITTIER, 98 Chestnut St., Boston If you could keep your mind from her dancing eyes and such valentiny thoughts as violet, sweet and sweetness of violets,” you might have time to realize what a clever woman is. LAURIN H. MARTIN, 14 Park St., Lowell There can be no doubt in your mind that the solder is gone. As we hear this, said in just that way, we know it’s Mr. Martin, metal craftsman, helping him forward in his art, teaching him the mastery of metal. ELLA MUNSTERBERG, 35 Claflin Rd., Brookline Two brilliant fish and a wee turtle peered from their dwelling. What ' s this, they asked, of Nefrotite Gaugin, “and why today tomorrow will be yesterday? Ah, yes, that lady who likes roses. ELIZABETH W. PERKINS, 231 Perkins St., Jamaica Plain A most mysterious lady appearing on Wednesdays like the Midweekly Pictorial and absconds for all the rest of the week. She teaches observation. Anyone w ' ho can teach one to really see should be decorated.

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ETHEL G. BARTLETT EMERSON 3, 1200 Massachusetts Ave., Cambridge Child, child, that’s no way to - - - water running all over the floor, spatters all over the wall (but what lovely patterns). She herself is no mean aquarellist. Shame it can’t be served as water wings to the number who never learn to swim in this medium. ZELLA BUCKINGHAM, 460 Huntington Ave., Boston A charming, retiring lady, gray eyed like Athena. Very much interested in modern art for all one tries to connect her with early French painters. Chardin, you know, is among the moderns; he being on the preferred list. E. WILBUR DEAN HAMILTON, Trinity Court, Boston His eyes see more than most. He can see a vibration when a light hits a dark and he paints it there. He’s great on glasses and measuring with sticks. Painting in his class amounts to a ritual of pacing ten feet from the canvas, sighting and putting the right shape, the right color, in the right place. And fate laughs. ANNA MAEHUE HATHAWAY Porcelain figurines, midnight velvet, wet violets, a breath of lavender, a wisp of old lace. This charming, fragile little ladv inspires a feeling of what is known as old world chivalry strangely foreign to our brusque, gauche ways. IRMA COFREN, 1284 Beacon St., Brookline ”.Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend before we too unto the dust descend,” as Miss Cofren does. Always costumed in a harmony of color, she is a charming illustration of her teaching and staccatos about her class room with contagious enthusiasm.

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W. W. JAMISON, 106 Beals St., Brookline Roaring histrionically to make a terrifying impression on the Freshmen, trying, oh so hard, to be the sulphitiest sulphite. He travels about most all day with books under his arms meeting one with an abashed yet roguish grin and forever suggesting this or that for this or that. FRED J. THOMPSON, 1758 Commonwealth Ave., Brighton He is neither sympathetic nor hard-hearted. He is indeed as impersonal as a Maupassant short story. Tommy likes cigars and enjoys calling you by your first name. ALBERT S. KENDALL, 73 Parker St., Newton Centre He inspires the impulse of a hearty slap on the back and a proffered cigar. In a school where men look like teachers or artists, a veritable business man with a grand sense of humor is a marvel- lous sight. Preserving a certain freedom in his classes, they prove most popular. RAYMOND O. PORTER, 331 Harvard St., Cambridge A nice teddy bear who encourages the pretty young things even when they tackle assinine danc- ing statuettes, a painless educator casually discussing the Greeks and Pre Raphaelites while imploring his impresarios to make more forehead and push in the corners of the mouth. CYRUS E. DALLIN, 69 Oakland Ave., Arlington Heights Although a sculptor of no small renown, being listed in such volumes as Who ' s Who and having sculped the appeal to the great spirit, almost as widely circulated as the Venus de Milo, this pleasant cheery little man still deigns to teach at our thus honored institute. [ 11 ]