PAGES FROM MY SKETCH BOOK, FROM RUSSELL KEETER'S ANATOMY CLASSES
The only artworks I kept from my student days.
Russell Keeter's classroom at the College of Creative Studies in Detroit. I was fortunate to have been in his life drawing and anatomy classes. He taught life drawing from the skeleton to the fully clothed. He taught the two most important classes in the Fine Art curriculum as they should be taught: together. Russell passed away in 1991 and Wikipedia didn't have a word to say about this remarkable educator. From what I found on Google, only the college knew his contributions--and me and hundreds of others.
A smile comes to my face when I remember Russell. Russell liked the ladies and the ladies liked him for his Bohemian rough good looks, well filled out jeans AND most of all, his dedication, his passion, his remarkable paintings with articulately executed figures. He was a fun guy at coffee breaks, lots of laughs, but a strict task master in the classroom.
As I'm doing this drawing of the infant with barely visible features, I've been thinking about him--glad I had him as an instructor--glad he was demanding--sorry his work didn't get the recognition it deserved. The following are two of his paintings with no ambiguous slashes or dashes. He knew his stuff. And one of the things he knew was: life drawing was meaningless without a thorough understanding of anatomy.