In the City of Ideas, the people with ideas are the ones with day jobs

Jill Bedgood cracked one day, in a bathroom down the hall from her office. It was 1983. After two years of graduate work in studio art -- the first time in her life she'd focused on her own art -- the sculptor found herself working clerical jobs, again, to pay the bills, and scraping up time at night and on weekends, again, to make art. She had to have a Day Job.

For Bedgood a better job as an art instructor didn't exist; no one in her class had one. "That life I'd lived as a grad student, that life of doing my art every day, was gone," she remembers. "I thought I was going to go crazy." She left her desk, locked herself in the bathroom, beat the wall, and screamed.

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