
Ever since I was a kid, I could draw; my earliest artistic inspiration came from Gene London on his
WCAU Channel 10 TV show. In the American public school system, drawing was more readily-considered a talent than the mere writing of words.
Andy Warhol with HIS debutante, Edie Sedgwick.*
By high school the problem was that I was drawn more to Warhol’s stuff than “real” art. A soup can, a box of Brillo pads, I liked what I then called the “thingyness” of it all.
Off to college, I figured I'd end up being some lameass art teacher or something. Just by chance, I ran into Woody Ritter, a design prof who was trying to get a fledgling program called "Visual Communications" off the ground. He started selling me on this curriculum that included graphic design, advertising, typography, package design....
Sold, Woody! This stuff combined both words and images, right? I could be Bob Dylan AND Andy Warhol, all at once. Over the next 5 years, I'd learn some pretty useful stuff, including the fact that I should refer to Warhol’s “thingyness” by the proper term of “iconographic imagery.”
Money well spent, no?
*Edie was allegedly the inspiration for Dylan's Leopard-Skin Pillbox Hat and maybe a couple of other tunes.