Edward M. Buttwinick

Oh my, Ed. Ed was largely responsible for how I learned to see. Taking classes consistently from elementary school through trading classes for working on the blue crew, my time at the Brentwood Art Center provided a good bit of my framework for living in this world. From Patti Burris in the tiny back corner room to throwing easels around in the center with Jonathan Bickart, I experienced all mediums, all styles, all subjects they had to offer. Starting life drawing with Ed as a young teenager started me down the path to where I am now with my Vinyl Art. I remember the comfort, the colors and the camaraderie at the BAC that made me feel safe and seen. I loved helping hang annual shows, helping at summer camps and helping with the clay firing. I remember the layout, the sounds of the floorboards and Ed's little office. Fittingly, artisticly, the scale of the building, the scale of the man, remain in my head from a child's perspective, larger than life. Thank you Ed for all your years of support of my creative development, even coming to my early shows and buying pieces of my work to hang in your collection from around the world. Like a second home, the BAC with Ed and Linda will always have a place in my heart. Love you, Daniel E.