Charlie Schultz was born in 1982 and raised on a horse farm in central Pennsylvania. He graduated from Bard College in 2005 and currently lives and works in New York City.
I would say I was probably in my early twenties the first time I saw a famous work of art. Growing up on a farm in Pennsylvania I was exposed to all the glories of nature from a very young age. My initial understanding of how human procreation works went something like this, “you mean it’s the same as how horses have babies?” My father was a manufacturer and a hobby-mechanic. Working with one’s hands was something I understood intuitively. When I first wandered the austere halls of the Metropolitan Museum all those chunks of Roman sculpture reminded me of half-built engines. In my eyes the museum was a junkyard, filled with the mechanical achievements of earlier ages, too broken or fragile to ever be driven again.
I found something, though, in art. It enchanted me. After graduating from Bard College I made up my mind to penetrate the art world. Over the last five years I’ve worked in Beijing, London, and New York, in commercial galleries, for art fairs, and as an independent scholar. If I’ve learned anything so far it’s that art is like a moody gas tank, never empty though always crying out for someone to fill’er up.
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