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Chris Leib : A Bryant Street Story My coming to 1890 Bryant Street was a strange coincidence. I met Robert Cort, the owner, when he came to my open studio a couple years back.He saw a poster of a painting by my late instructor hanging in my studio. He told me that he knew Roberto (my former instructor) growing up. Roberto lived near them. His family owned ten of his paintings. He also told me about a restaurant Roberto had done murals for on Geary Avenue. I checked out the murals, and subsequently discovered the best pizza and lasagna in the city. The next year Robert Cort showed up again at my Open Studio and told me about a couple of buildings they were going to rent as artist's space. I checked it out and immediately reserved a space. After talking with Vera Cort, the owner, I learned the coincidence was odder than I had originally thought. You see Roberto, my instructor, was in the Italian army in WWII. He spent 7 years in the war, at both the Russian and African fronts, and spent the last year in Amarillo, Texas, a captured Italian prisoner of war. During that time he escaped and made his way to San Francisco. Subsequently caught, he was tried for his escape. Vera Cort's late husband represented him at the trial. She had known him for many years. |
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