I’ll do yesterday’s topic today. The things I would save would be my bike, my photos of family and friends and (this is going to sound immature) my Teddy Bear. The story on the teddy is as follows…I got it when I was christened from my aunt and uncle David and Linda. When I was younger, I started sucking my fingers. I sucked the middle and ring fingers when I slept, I picked the fur off the teddy bear and held it in my fingers (under my nose) as well as the bear. How childish, it brings back memories.08 25 1993 Pete Ippel Preblog
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Pete Ippel, the son of a dancer and a musician, was born in Oak Park, Illinois and has been surrounded by the arts since birth. He moved to Morris, Illinois in 1989 and started to participate in athletics rather than dance. After high school, Pete attended Cornell University where he received a BA in psychology and a BFA in photo / digital art making. He continued to follow his sporting dreams in the high jump, which culminated in a school record leap of 7 feet 1/2 inch in 2001.
In May 2004 he attained an MFA degree in the New Genres department of the San Francisco Art Institute. Presently Pete is a practicing artist whose work is in numerous private collections and has been exhibited in New York, California, and internationally.
Mr. Ippel resides in Working Artists Ventura, a sustainable artist community in southern California. In addition, he teaches art, is a web developer, an active blogger, and still high jumps from time to time.
As a passionate problem solver and a pragmatic optimist, Pete’s art and his life are full of exciting challenges.
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Now days I’d grab a box of letters, some art, Preblog Journals, and an external hard drive.
Now days I’d grab a box of letters, some art, Preblog Journals, and an external hard drive.