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Minerva's Drawing Studio - Spring Studio


NOTE: This event happens this coming Monday, the 24th
Monday, September 24, Minerva's 80th birthday

FREE all-day-long OPEN HOUSE at the studio
293 Broome Street, 9am to 9pm

The OPEN HOUSE is FREE, but DONATIONS are always welcome.
Coffee time: 9:00 am
Coffee and croissants served

Drawing from 9:30 am to noon
PORTRAIT SLAM, We will all pose portrait for each other
in three 40-minute sets in order to draw each other.

We will put the drawings up on the front wall
(where the current 4th of July show now hangs) for everyone to see.

During the three sets of 40-minutes, everyone will pose one set and
will draw two sets.

LUNCH: 12:00 noon to 1:00 pm
salads, cheese, Armenian grape leaves, etc,
bring food to share if you wish

Nicolaides Lesson: 1:00 pm to 4:00 pm
DRAPERY a la Nicolaides, taught by Chuck and Kate

Birthday cake from 4:30 to 5:30 pm
wine, water, soda served

Performances and Gospel concert with LD Frazier

6:00 pm Leticia and Esteban dance, Nilaya performs, Elizabeth Hellman
reads a poem

6:30, or a little later, L.D.Frazier sings Gospel accompanied by
Andrew Hall on bass
wine, water, soda and refreshments served

Another Birthday Cake at 8:00 pm
The event will be LIVE-screened on Instagram all day long for those
who cannot join us.
Instagram link: STUDIO a/k/a

Minerva's Drawing Studio
293 Broome St.
New York, NY 10002
Minerva Durham, Director


- My 80th Birthday Coming-Up ON September 24th
- 4th of July Drawings,
- Gallery Hours: 4 to 6pm Mon through Fri.
- CONCERT link, Kuan poses, links

As my 80th Birthday approaches, September 24th,
I have a great deal of good will, but the studio’s cash flow is dangerously low, so please come to draw and buy class cards, encourage your friends to do the same, or make a contribution to:

 in advance of the annual autumn fundraising drive that makes up the yearly $40K deficit. (SEE below.)

Or, donate $50 in person and receive one of the charcoal and pastel drawings I’ve done on newsprint during my anatomical teaching sessions. Take it right off the wall. I’ve got lots of fine ones.


Spring Studio, a/k/a Minerva's Drawing Studio, 293 Broome Street, will be open to well-wishers and gallery goers weekdays between the afternoon and evening drawing sessions,  from 4 to 6 pm, Monday through Friday.

VIEW DRAWINGS by 26 ARTISTS on the front wall
During the new gallery hours you can see some of the drawings done on the 4th of July. They are hung on the north front wall of the studio. The twenty-six artists represented are :
Austin Alexis / Lucy Biard / Ben Davis / Diego Bricero / Brucius / Charles H. Connelly / Minerva Durham / Sienna Hier / Charles Heywood Johnson / Kungee Kim / Kathi Kirkpatrick / John Koerner / Marc LaMantia / Ro Lohin / Kevin Marc / David Misialowski / Claude Martinot / Esther Mizrahi / Hussein Omar / Eleni Papageorge / Doug Rokaw / Ricardo Sisco /  Paula Speer / Beverly Tall / Ricardo Woo / Susan Yung 

Andrew Bolotowsky, flute,
Henry Oelkers, drum, and
Mary Hurlbut, soprano,
... on the 4th of July leading artists in chanting "The Earth Is Our Mother" arranged by Judith Sainte-Croix.   Susan Yung has posted a vfdeo of the Annual 4th of July Concert held in the Broome Street corridor of Sara Delano Roosevelt Park,

The ANNUAL FUNDraising drive this year begins soon
As noted above, I am launching the annual fundraising drive soon.  I   will announce dates for Sunday evening  soirees  at the strudio ,  admission by  $20 donation.  Please get in touch with me if you would like to perform or read during one of the soirees.

As noted above, I am hanging drawings on newsprint that I have drawn during my teaching classes and they will be available for a donation of $50, to be taken right off the wall. 

I am always looking to sell my vintage paintings, especially the one I did in 1987 looking out of the window of the third floor studio I had in 225 Lafayette at the time.

VIEW Kuan on You Tube:
2012, Fred Hatt videotaped Kuan dancing She Can Be Anything

View Kuan's most recent dance:
" Reception"

Kimchikim drew Kuan

Art Work by Minerva Durham

to my GoFundMe page.

With your help and the help of donors who generously gave to me directly, I have almost reached my goal of $40K, the yearly deficit.

Today I am only a few thousand dollars short.
I will have to raise prices in the new year to lessen the deficit next year. I continue to offer my drawings and vintage paintings for sale to keep the studio going and to lessen the deficit.

Minerva Durham, Founder and Director
Spring Studio a/k/a Minerva's Drawing Studio


ALSO, an interview with Cheryl McGinnis:

Minerva’s Drawing Studio aka SPRING STUDIO
293 Broome Street, New York, NY 10002
Minerva Durham, Director, 917-375-6086

- Free Classes (A Series)

on Thursday Afternoons on:

The Interaction of Color

by Josef Albers -- at 4:15pm

Sharon Denning teachs the sessions:

Each week a chapter in the book will be read aloud, then the participants will try to solve the problem presented with color papers.

The following week results will be pinned to the wall and discussed and a new chapter will be read.


Join us every Wednesday at 4:15 pm as Said Bouftass, anatomist who attended L'Ecole des Beaux-Arts and focused on the teachings of Paul Richer, lectures by drawing on the wall with in colored chalk.

FREE sessions of Anatomy at Spring Studio as we draw disarticulated human bones on Thursdays, and Fridays from 4pm to 6pm between figure drawing classes.
Thanks and love,

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I, Minerva, who founded Spring Studio in 1992, tend to make slow, long-term relationships with models.

Artists who have drawn at Spring Studio may buy a ticket at the studio for a reserved seat for $20 or for a punch on their cards starting at 4:00 pm on January 7.
Artists new to the studio must buy a class card if they wish to attend the tryouts. Artists who have drawing cards may bring a guest for a punch on the class card.


Police Report:
A Memoir Fragment for the Holiday Season

He was some mother's darling. He was some mother's son.
Once he was fair. Once he was young
And some mother rocked him, little darling to sleep,
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.

"A Tramp on the Street," lyrics adapted by Grady and Hazel Cole, 1939,
from a poem published in 1877 titled "Only a Tramp." (see postscript below)

Funny, in the bright afternoon sunlight the lines of the policeman’s face appeared incised into his flesh as though carved into pale, earth-colored clay, his face a sculpted mask. His eyes, two small dark points, focused on me. For a second I imagined that the flesh surrounding them was expanding into an immense barren landscape of hills and valleys -- monotone, dry and desolate.

I glanced down at his nametag. “CHAN,” it read.
As Officer Chan asked me questions, his partner exited the driver’s seat of their police car that he had just parked by the fire hydrant that is slightly forward of the last parking space on Forsyth Street’s southeast corner where Broome Street temporarily dead-ends. He stepped onto the sidewalk and positioned his body so that it closed the space between Officer Chan and the corner building.

A second police car drove up and parked illegally at the bend of the curve of Forsyth and Broome. Two officers got out, a woman who immediately leaned back on the car looking at me and slowly folded her arms with false nonchalance, and a man who took a sturdy stance stationing himself on the Broome Street sidewalk between the car and the corner building. In doing so, the two new arrivals made a complete semi-circular barrier that surrounded me and a homeless man who had asked me to help him. With the corner building to our backs, I felt imprisoned in a zone of deadly unfriendliness.

What had I got myself into? Why had two police cars shown up for a simple report of the theft of an ID, a bankcard, and a phone? Why were they surrounding us as though we were criminals?
“I own a business up the street at 293 Broome,” I said to Officer Chan. “This gentleman asked me to call the precinct so a report could be filed recording that his wallet and phone were stolen last night as he slept on a bench across the street in the park. The 5th precinct is too far away for him to walk with his unsteady leg. Would you please write up a report for him?”

The homeless man was small and short, probably of Irish descent. He leaned on a cane. Once he was a licensed plumber, he told me, and he had a grown daughter living somewhere near NYC.

Officer Chan said that he wanted to take him into the precinct to write the report. I argued and insisted that the cops write out a report on the spot. All of a sudden the homeless man said something flip. I immediately turned my face to him and said, “Don’t make jokes. This is serious. I am trying to help you. Don’t make it difficult,” all the while thinking to myself, “Oh, no, he could be one of those lost souls who want to provoke the cops into beating them up,” and all the while becoming panicked by the scenario unfolding. “Be careful.” I thought to myself. “These cops have guns.” My brain shifted into high alert, with an awareness that was not fear, but a distant cousin to fear.

I said firmly to Officer Chan, “You can’t take him to the precinct. I won't let him go with you. I know you don’t want to write up reports that make New York City look like a place full of crime, but this man needs a police report number in order to get replacements for his papers.”

After a brief exchange of words, one of the cops got a clip board out of the police car and began to question the homeless man and to write a report. It took about 20 minutes to get the information, and the task was done on the sidewalk in the daylight.

The report completed, the lady cop -- trim, tall, well-groomed, neatly costumed in NYC cop blue, cool, prime, fine, armed, and still leaning on the police car with her arms across her chest -- focused her eyes on me and asked with a touch of disdain in her voice, “Why are you helping him?”

Funny, I looked her square in the eyes and surprised myself as I blurted out the first thing that came to my mind, “Because I am a Christian.” Then I added, “Last year I had a stroke and everyone helped me, so now I have to give back.”


The evolution of the lyrics of "A Tramp on the Street" and over ten recorded versions of the song, including those sung by Molly O'Day, Hank Williams, Joan Baez and the Staples Singers can be heard on "Joop’s Musical Flowers: original versions of famous songs and songs covered by famous people."
The 1877 lyrics:

Minerva Durham 917-375-6086
Minerva's Drawing Studio
293 Broome St.
New York, NY 10002

A charcoal sketch on newsprint by Minerva

Photo Paula Court

Minerva’s Drawing Studio a/k/a Spring Studio
293 Broome Street, New York NY 10002


Paula Court - Photo - At Spring Studio

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