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

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ii.ASS OF lOCI -TIIF TFKIlIFKS I ' he large body of the Junior class, dismembered four days of the week, was reassembled each W ednesday by Mr. ndrew in anat- omy. Again, in Miss Munslerberg’s lectures, the cla.ss was re- united, “historically” speaking, . side from these two occa.sions, the five dilferent divisions worked independently in their respective spheres. The Teacher Trainers went back to playing dolls again (j)uppets) and, the masculine element protesting strongly, mastered the art of skirt-making. Seven Costume Designers. Wanda Zajac, Dorothy Burton, Dorothy (iilbo, Barbara Hickok, Dorothy McDonald, Ruth Jacob and Thelma Overholt, distinguished themselves in a spring suit designing competition sponsored by a New England woolen con- cern. These lucky designers received as rewards plenty of material for suits of their own. (Irene Grace is glad she wasn’t one of them because she would probably have been sent a sample as a prize and asked to return the material she didn’t use!) The Designers managed to start making trouble in the cotn- mercial world outside. .Max Singer left his mark on thousands of beer bottles (trade marks, of course); James Green has been doing maps (not portraits) for a travcd bureau; and . 1 Ec ill’s .signature will be on the frontispic ' ce of a forthcoming biography. ' Phe Drawing and Painting students elfected their usual amount of mischief and nevertheless turned out .some rather meritorious work in their spare monients. ' I ' he new Sketch Club, startc d by Mr. Philbrick, has received much support from this section. This year the modeling division, according to George Mckenna, was well-selected, extremely intelligent, and of mcHlium size (about five foot eight and three quarters). Aria d. Capo, a play, was very successfully produced by an almo.st all Junior cast including: Marie .Mulgrew, Cheslie D’ Andrea, George Mckenna, Charles Demetropolis, and Lester .Myers, director. Finally, a word about the Junior Prom. It was heralded by the most gigantic piece of publicity ever attempted in school. I’romi- nent in this campaign was the famous J.I’.B.S. affair, a word-fitting contest initiated and directed by Max Singer, Junior Prom Big Shot. (Do we rate a prize for that, Mr. Singer?) Jo.SKPIIlINIi Bi,. tt, ’3. ' 5 VA.ASS OF ]fi:tO-TIIF: rHIFKEX i At the beginning of the year, the cry was, “Watch out, F’resh- men, here conies a Sophomore!” W e were dreaded beings who had spent a whole year at M.S.A., wJio knew whether to push or pull the doors in the hallways, and who could carry our implements of warfare without dropping a few triangles and a T-square before reaching cla.ss. Now the year has jiassed and we have become wi.ser than before we know that we have learned nothing yet! But. looking over the past year, we ri ' member the relieved sighs at the end of each term and the encouraging feeling that there were a few less steps to take towartl each goal. Among our accomplishments we count more than themes, illus- trations, and exams, however. There are those who have not for- gotten a discussion in history cla.ss started by one of our “Sonny” comrades. W ' ere our feathers ruffled! W ' e must remember, too, that the class of ’36 started a new kind of initiation for Freshmen. All went well until two of the wildest bunnies kidnappi ' d some of the chief chickens. The Sophomores are proud to say that our Prom was a big success, financially as well as otherw ise. We wonder if the mystery of J.P.B.S. was to blame. Valentine’s day brought an assembly given by the Sophomore designers and Mr. Thomp- son. J ' he air of mystery, which .surrounded all proceedings before it was given, aroused curiosity enough to fill the house. We hear they liked it. Whenever you discover us in classes, out painting landscapes, or at exhibitions, remember that, although we are just chickens, we are growing wings and we are planning to fly high! Mary Murdock, ’36 vi.ASS OF io:i7-thf: inixxiF:s September breeze, 1933! Boom B-6, Division Schedules 1, 2, 3, 4. (irafed window, forty dollars down! Beaming Mrs. W ' hittet, material locker, “One dollar, plea.se”. School store -oil sets, tempera, J ' -.scpiares, drawing boards, modeling sticks. Portfolios spreading sail through the corridors, animated moving vans duck- ing through aggravating swinging doors; destination- dynamic symmetry room. Frightened lassies and bashfid lads humbled in English lassitude, “mud-pies” in premature second childhood, medium cocktails for shimmering canvases, crowded emotions with Nofretiti. .Noi.se, fiub-bub, obliging hurdy-gurdy! Initiation! Ballet dances, specialty number h la Fitchburg, Irish-Italienne Sopho- more’s my.slerious disappearance, Allah de otees, Harriet Smith sophomore contest winner.. Besmeared, No! Besmirched, No! Besmocked, es! Vivid green. “Bing-around the Rosy”. Mascot Bunny. Music, dancing, cider, doughnuts, genuine M.S.A. .students at last! Election of officers: Leonard Derwinski, presideril, Janet Richardson, vice- president, Dorothea Day, secretary, Dominick Severino, treasurer. Freshman appreciation assembly — high spots — “Dance of Salome”, male quartet bathed in appropriate ultra-violet health rays. Fresh air, fre.sh paints, fresh charcoal, fn ' sh studies, fresh am- bitions, fresh viewpoints, fresh eye, fresh lip-thatch Freshman Year! G. Stuart IIodgk, ’37