My own most "most embarrassing moment" would have to be my first day as a student-teacher some 38 years ago when I sat down at lunch in the school cafeteria for the first time with the faculty and staff of my former high school, no longer as a student, but as a very nervous "faculty" member. I leaned forward to pull up my chair, and there in front of everyone, I promptly baptized my new crushed velvet necktie in my tomato soup.
American artist and illustrator, Norman Rockwell, told the story of attending a banquet with fellow artists and being seated next to a young lady who recognized him and began to rattle on at length about how much she admired him, how much she loved his work, and how she would someday like to own one of his paintings. It quickly became apparent she knew very little about art in general and even less about his work in particular. Finally, over dessert, she managed to get up courage enough to ask for his autograph, which he proffered on a paper napkin.
|Monhegan, Maine, 1950, Rockwell Kent|