Best Wishes in Your Retirement Andrew Bodor
Andrew has painted his place into many hearts at Sheridan for over 15 years, from students who will remember his inspirational ‘Master to apprentice’ critiques, to the hearts of his colleagues, we who are charmed by Andrew’s symphonic hand gesturing, eyebrow remonstrating and stomach rumbling laughter, — effortlessly turning a working relationship into a friendship. And his gregariousness, his irreverence, his respect will be sorely missed from all those committees that are made worthwhile mostly by the company they provide. There will certainly be a lack on LAC – without Andrew’s knack for aphoristic criticism.
Damn where are we going to find another mad Hungarian artist? Every Faculty should have at least one. Someone, who in good humour can cut a clear thinking swath through the bluster filled babble of institutional conventions, all the while referencing learning and art and metaphor and reality and beauty. Where are we going to find another philosopher in wolf’s clothing – one with the guts to exhibit himself in our public gallery for everyone to see him naked and unabashed – with life-size well hung self-portraits, or is that well hanged self-portraits, – that exhibition was Andrew. How rare is the man who shows no fear of public opinion yet deeply cares for each individual. That’s our friend and colleague Andrew Bodor, larger than life on the outside, but still ingenuous as a child amazed by the wonders of existence and life and self-awareness.
And so we are left with only one recourse – to say thank you Andrew – for blessing Sheridan with your talents and dedication. You have made a colourful and deep impression. May the blessings of earth and promises of heaven continue to flow through your life wherever turns your artist’s gaze and wherever beats your enormous heart.
– Jack Urowitz