Remembering Robert Grosvenor, Quietly Elegant Sculptor of the Ordinary and Peripheral

It was 1978, and I was sitting in the first row of a medium-size classroom at the Rhode Island School of Design. RISD was a good school. We had a robust lineup of speakers. Mostly they were painters, sometimes there was a sculptor, always they were men listing their shows and presenting their artworks in precious detail. I was open to believing in their importance. Enter Bob Grosvenor, showing some images but saying almost nothing by way of description, though he politely answered a few how