Today’s post is a little different. Stan Whitney is a painter, a rather successful painter. He is also a professor at Tyler School of Art. So, his paintings are good, but the focus of this post is how he forces (yes forces) you to be creative in his class.

I had him as a professor about 10 years ago at Temple’s Rome campus. The non art students used to come to our class to see us get bitten in half, chewed up, spit out and finally stepped on.
“I feel as a professor you want to tell [students] the truth,” he said. “My job is to guide them in the right direction; whether they get upset doesn’t matter to me. In the end, it will make them better artists because they will have to defend what they create beyond the classroom.”
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Two people in the class could not hang and bailed out, one went as far as to leave the program completely. I took my weekly beatings with my friends laughing at me. I would spend all week trying to come up with something that would get me off the hook.
My favorite critique was this:
“I was talking about you at dinner the other night (this has to be good right??) and I think you are in the wrong field (fuuuuuuck me). You have a beautiful voice – have you thought about radio? I really don’t think you have what it takes to make it in the creative field” Now, that hurt a little, but he was right. I spent most of my time over there partying with a little dash of art on the side.
So, I did not quit and go into radio, I spent a little less time partying and a little more drawing (or did both at the same time). I finally had a good critique “Guess who finally showed up this semester!”
At the time, I hated that class, but it is the one class that I look back on most fondly when I think about college. Stan forced me to actually think about what I was doing. He probably would not remember me now, but I tip my hat to him, w/o that class my creativity would have not grown in the way it has.
Thanks Stan
Who are the people that helped you establish yourselves creatively?