School of Industrial Art - Evergreen Yearbook (New York, NY)

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3I'lKllIEI JUNIOR We feel warmth and sense light - curiosity invades -- we step forward wonder- ing4-- What shall be met? We have been given, the tool of thought -, the muscle of movement -, and the nerve of feeling. We have tasted the many arts - and chosen 1 Wes' X , 5 ,hh the one -. lt is our challenge - our joy - our pain -- our want. With these tools ' ' we will work to be its conqueror and make it our life. The river's ice melts - SPRING! The water flows free, nature's children ride its crest - absorbing its beauty -, light and true. Accepting its soul -, deep and V solid 3 'following its rapids, forward and beyond to the skies end. We smell the sauce of success -, taste the strength of desire. Words cannot express such want, to hold it to make it ours. The path we are shown - God give us strength to follow it - SUMMER! Do make it ripe. SUMMER gg W p, I ,gag R -X v A' H SENIOR aw' J fu The beginning of summer and a new life . . . The Senior year! All too S must go to meet and fulfill our destiny . . . We are vaguely apprehensive, yet, sgangely expectant. We look back once more. Time . . . Memory . . . Friends! Snowflakes melting - Time! Visions of the past - memory -- love that never dies, Friends! Out of reach, out of grasp . . . it has all ended. As we look back, all the joys, sorrows, .417 f 5 tis i 4 x W fn' 'N 4 F JM in X ., 53 Y revelations, failures, visions,Hicker through our minds, reawaken within us. O, do not leave us, as the leaves fall upon the ground, to wander alone. Yet the future is here and we must heed., The darkness gives way to the light . . . Light of knowledge, the light of faith and hope. ln the distance is our goal. But we need not hasten, for as slowly as we may tread, our goal seems to come to us. The flowers shine in their brightness. One step taken . . . then two . . . now three, the brightness of pronfise awaits. The warm summery glow of this last most significant year will be remembered by all. Its' heat sets us ashimmer, and a voice seems to echo - This is the end - Good-bye . . . Good-bye . . . At last we start to realize the beauty is everywhere around us. Our spirit is stron . We shall leave school and be born again. lf there be any tale in ,these ha ds, let it pass on to the world. y 'ei ' ,X V DALE DRUMMOND . S , 'Q ,Jail 5 SAME? ., .'. H I 1 ' A i,,, al, ex, .ff , J .3 l r. .l -,.4,. l, ,',D'n- i 1-V 1 ., , , r- - f .1 ,. , 4. i If- , I ' f ln N, rt! .. 9-!E.,d....Aeh 'V -ws-miBna......a-,,, , ,agus-911.5 f:+.,' f if ,as 0, ...Q- Y ff ' 0 1 9. 'ya .M I I .vvi-

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'46, A if AUTUMN in E 'tw' A Q FRESHMAN 1 g A palpitation stirs within - it is unknown -- I wonder It mounts bursts forth ' W slug. ,B from its walls - invades my surroundings - I am captivated My desires length fi R' if 4 is beyond all sight - my sight is blinded. . 'vfflif ' ' iff 6 ' KNOWLEDGE -- learn X Z A soft breeze gently passes. 1:5 itefil- A My eyelids flutter, I -53 v ,vt lt takes away the blindness- leaves a tremor to my soul's depths , ' W A',ye A ABSORPTION - art. ' I' 'Af' I, ' 4 7 f J. V . X I ' ffl I A. -1 ' ' I '. kr A-K AJ' sire' f I rf.-' . 11. S I ll, o f X5 ' 'fff :L , fi' ' Y A X f Al' 1 A Ii' ' Ap ,ii O f, - f . 1 ' fy alicia, 1 s ,X ' ' ii. I I J lf fi t in, ,iqili I ff i H +2 ,iff :Zh H 4 iii. .A .1- J wi Q ls, I ' . , If . itviyx ,fp Q'-v I ,..,, , .1,I fi Though it is beauty - It is wonder - created by those past Parvenu - I am learning to understand its substance -- Its making Mind -- digest its basis - fingers - extract its value. CREATE Nature's creation is present - my mind cannot absorb its beauty Its contents To a leaf- a tree brings life - it is Natures child. To a child -- a mother brings life -- it is Natures child. RECORDED -- yes - always to subsist THE TEMOR SETTLES -- THE BREEZE DIES - BEAUTY Is FORGOTTEN ' NATURE WITH ERS. 7 WINTER WHEN THE SEASON COM ES AGAIN YOU WILL BE BORN 'SOPHOMORE Animals ran for shelter - food was gathered -- noise had ceased - people were passive - Winter - was cold. Snow fell - the country was silent and rich with beauty. Snow fell - the city was crowded and rich with wonder. Shelters were warmg behind them life prevailed. What is the secret behind those walls - the walls of SIA? That is the question the stranger asked, the child asked --, the visitor asked -, I, days ago, asked. What are the contents of those snow covered walls? --, What are the contents of those child-like faces that enter with assurance? Listenl I knowl I will tell you I Deep within the seed - the child of ambition is covered -- protected, from the nagging unknown - the inexplainable wonder. Deep within, the earth protects its contents from the harsh - the cold - the winter. Protected, they are fed - the earth's seed - the mineral -, the child - the knowledge. A new energy is born -- developed. Mind - to thinkl Heart -- to give warmth! Eyes - to see! Mouth to speak! It has gained fleshy been given the contents of forwarding - it will :feed - it will nourish. When Spring comes it willefvbloamg, Art's beauty will be formed of the mind and recorded with the hand. Made of the seed in SIA. I l1nanv.d,,4nA.kLvk ' A ,4 .W ' A--'if' if ,Y Yfrgw 72 a

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TO THE CLASS OF JUNE, 1957 Dear Boys and Girls: Once again a school year draws to a close, graduation is at hand, and the Year- book is published. The theme this year, the seasons, is certainly an interesting one. The calendar tells us that the seasons are changing right now, as spring gives way to summer, and for you too, the seasons change. One period of your life ends, a new one begins. You leave us now to enter a different world, one with new challenges, new responsibilities, new associations, and new goals. I hope that as you look back at your years in SIA, you will feel that they were good ones. During the time we worked together you learned many things - the skills of your profession, appreciation of literature, the facts of history and mathematics and science. But this was not all. You learned some other very important things as well - how to work with others, and the value of human qualities, consideration, integrity, courage and friendship. Years from now some of you will be artists, leaders in your chosen Helds. Perhaps you will come back to SIA to offer a word of encouragement to the younger ones who follow in your footsteps. Some of you may have joined our staff as teachers, others may be in fields quite different. But, no matter what the future holds, I hope that you will never completely forget your high school days, and that SIA will always have a special place in your hearts. Good-bye, good luck, God bless you. Sincerely, Principal