Friday, November 13, 2015

How is being an artist like playing basketball?

Ten years ago can feel like a lifetime past and then it can suddenly feel like the day before yesterday without any warning. Ten years ago today was Cheryl Weaver's last day on this planet, a fact that everyone who knew her will recognize as pitifully unfair. She was remarkable and beloved in too many ways to count. I've said plenty in other places about all that. For today I will just put down some images and pictures of her own. So, below are pages from a little book she made the year we met, at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago. She made copies of this book to give to each of the students on our floor of the SAIC artist's studios on the 15th floor of the Michigan building (more of her work can be seen here, here and especially here). Some of these people are lifelong friends now, all these years later, but others are long gone from my life. If one of these faces is familiar to you, pass this post along, they'll surely remember the book, I think. And if you knew Cheryl yourself take a second to raise a glass sometime this weekend, and spare a moment to remember a remarkable woman. Her time was way too short, but it was also very well spent. She's not forgotten.


heathermikael said...

Thank you for sharing this. I think about Cheryl often and miss her dearly.

Unknown said...

Thanks for sharing Anders. I am so lucky to still have this book and incredibly lucky to have known Cheryl. I can't believe it has been 10 years