Rochester Institute of Technology - Techmila / Ramikin Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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Applied Art

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Ceramics Class making pottery Scraping and filing bronze bowls secret of their skill. Clay be-spattered, the ceramist stacks his kilns high and after the test of fire, his pottery pieces come forth, glowing with the lustre of their glazes. Reel IV: The camera tracks upward from the sawdust and shavings that carpet the floor to poke its optic nose among the tools on the woodworkers' benches. Then the camera swings over to the maze of chairs, cabinets and tables in various stages of construction. You hear the noise of drills, saws and whistling lathes that accompany the advent of sleek contours and designs in wood for modern interiors. You can almost smell the sweet aroma of sawdust, oils and lacquers. Reel V: As the camera dollies through the exhibition room in the foyer, the viewer of our moving picture screen is given a revelatory glimpse of the craftsmen’s work with its culmination of ideas, of knowledge of basic forms of nature, and of an appreciation of art history. Finding true satisfaction in what the head conceives and the hand creates, these students foreshadow the heir- looms of tomorrow. Plaishing a bowl Wood turning Fifteen

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CLIFFORD M. ULF FRIEDA RAU RALPH AVERY MILTON BOND FLETCHER CARPENTER ALLING CLEMENTS SYLVIA DAVIS RUTH GUTFRUCHT In April we walked briskly down the first floor corridor of the Bevier Building towards the large swinging doors. Glancing briefly into the Art Department office, we saw Miss Frieda Ran efficiently typing and the profile of Mr. Clifford M. UIp as he was interviewing a prospective student We turned into the exhibition room just across the hall and saw the opposite view of Mr. Ulp’s profile, the profile of his career in a retrospective exhibition of bis paintings and drawings. Here was the artist in a Rochester setting of 40 years ago. the young instructor of 35 years ago, and always the student of art, the lover of snowy vistas and of boats nodding in a quiet harbor. Wander again through the BIT neighborhood, the aristocratic Old Third Ward, and view Washington Street, 1913” and “Spring Dav. 1915,” a sunny quiet picture of nearby Livingston Park. Apparently there were always places to stop anti talk in the shade of a leafy tree In the Old Third Ward, 1919.” In the days before 1920, barges and tugs pushed through the waters of the Old Erie Canal that once flowed under the windows of the Institute where traffic- jammed Broad Street does today. Mr. Ulp made skillful documents in charcoal and paint of the hundred year Seventeen