the one day we had a nude male model, I wanted to trace him." Uuuunnnnngggghhhhhhhhhh.
"My grandmother is actually another great inspiration in my life. She
gave me great advice." And what was that? "She said to me, 'Little Wacky,
you're only young once but you can be immature forever!' It kind of stuck
with me." Michele Cartwright, a visitor from Philadelphia, is so enthralled
that she kneels on the floor to beg for a hat. Truly touched, Wendy fashions
her a most unusual chapeau: A little person sitting on a toilet reading
If not exactly poetry in motion, Wendy's performance is still captivating. She talks and sings -- Zippety Doo-Dah seems to be tonight's favorite working song -- and snips and staples and exudes an amazing aura of good will. But don't let her wackiness fool you: This lady is an artist's artist. "She's able to take the abstract out of sculpture and the highfalutin' thing out of art," marvels Baltimore artist Sandra Magsaman. "She makes sculpture fun and communicative. And she integrates people from all different walks of life into her work."
A three-day project. Wendy's Artscape project, sponsored by Target stores, will take her three days to create.
Constructed in the median strip of Mount Royal Avenue, the mechanized wheel will function something like a giant kaleidoscope as it rotates fanciful paper forms.
"I'll also create some whimsical creatures as a repeating pattern," the artist says. "When you stand back, you won't realize what you're seeing until you come closer and realize they are animals. I like to use these lovely little chickens to add texture. As the wheel turns, some of the elements pop out from behind others. There's a kinetic aspect to this."And, of course, Wendy will be entertaining in her usual manner.
"This whole business is word-of-mouth and the big schmooze," she says. "If you really like people, you'll get ahead. I love people, and that's the name of the game." At Bo Brooks, patrons are beginning to form a line. Wendy is stapling a piece of cheese to her mouse hat. Waitresses are maneuvering past the art appreciators. Patrons from the smoking room are peering in. Kids are poking parents to get them a hat. One lady in waiting clutches an Orioles tote bag and looks at her watch: Come on people, there's a game to go to! Finally, it's her turn. And there's not a moment to spare. "Do you make bird beaks?" she asks.