My mother gave me this signed print by Minnesota artist Paul S. Kramer (1919-2012). It is of the Minnesota Boat Club, a St. Paul rowing club, which dates back to 1870 and claims to be Minnesota’s oldest athletic institution. Their boathouse on Raspberry Island was built in 1910 and can be rented for weddings or other events.
Kramer’s original 1998 painting is oil on canvas, measures 28″ x 37″ and is part of the Dan Shogren and Susan Meyer collection. Shogren and Meyer’s collection focuses on twentieth century American art and has been featured at The Minneapolis Institute of Art. A beautiful survey of Kramer’s art titled Other Realities was published by Julie L’Enfant, who taught at the St. Paul College of Visual Arts before it closed in 2013.
Kramer grew up on a farm, first in North Dakota and then South St. Paul. After serving in Europe during WWII, he studied art in France then returned to St. Paul, where he took classes at the St. Paul School of Art with Clement Haupers. Next, he attended the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts and spent more time in Europe, before returning to teach and become Director of Exhibitions at the St. Paul Gallery and School of Art, which is now the Minnesota Museum of American Art.
The program for Noted gave instructions on how to make a paper airplane.
Yesterday I went to The Tank--a nonprofit that provides free stage space to emerging artists–and saw a performance of The Back Pack Presents Noted. The tag line for the show is “A Fast Pace Movement Based Comedy Extravaganza.” It is also described as a “a live action cartoon…with over 400 hand-drawn images strapped to the performers.”
I had no idea what to expect but found the entire 90 minutes mesmerizing! Rather than a cartoon, I would compare it more to a comic book come to life. I was completely captivated and also impressed by the technical complexity and timing required. The show is going on to The Edinburgh Festival Fringe for a month long residency in August. What fun!
In the background, the eponymous phenomena shined over New York Harbor, and as I was leaving I caught the local Chinese ladies in their evening dance around the flagpole.