Stuey Stulack, a 20-year-old hailing from Stewartsville NJ is, at first, a serious looking individual, but then, if allowed a mere few seconds, a beautiful array of quirky and fun flares emerge. When I arrived to interview Stuey, she wore a black turtle neck, an olive skirt, ripped black tipped and black loafers. She held her head up, similar to that of a crane, and smiled to me. It appeared to be a very serious moment until she sat down in a beanbag chair, and sank to the bottom; merely her feet appearing. The interview was a seldom serious, consisting more of laughs and snorts than actual questions, but never the less we found great joy and comparable qualities in ourselves in it. Stuey came from a small town a town where "there is more corn than people" and a place where "you can't anywhere except by car." Personally, I can only share this slightly since I grew up in a neighborhood, but I told her there were times where it felt like I was the only house on the block. We both had skeptical families. Both of ours weren't completely sure about "the whole art thing", but we both agreed that our families try, at least, a little to get us. Still, Stuey pushes on, every day, learning, absorbing and following her dreams, like so few seem to. It takes courage, something Stuey definitely has, to go where she has gone, and I think she is on her way, and just beginning to peek out of the "cornfield", to find who she really is.
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