Frank Bologna was one of the most creative people I have ever known.  Besides being a fine writer, he excelled at whatever type of visual art he pursued.  He began with painting, mastering an invigorating post-Impressionist style by the age of 18.  He later transitioned to pottery, at which he was so talented that he sold his works quickly, and graciously offered lessons to those eager to witness and learn his skills.  He then became a well-regarded designer of high-end dinnerware in New York, and later turned to interior design of much larger city spaces. 

In addition to being creative, he was one of the kindest, most generous of friends.  If I complimented him on one of his works, I had to do everything I could to make sure he didn’t give the piece to me for free.   When my wife and I were married, he gave us some of the most beautiful works of pottery that we ever acquired.   

Frank lived in a variety of worlds.  He grew up in Flushing, New York, then went to Hotchkiss and Yale.  He further trained in the arts after Yale.  His death at a very early age was one of life’s great tragedies.  His works of art, however, help us to keep his memory alive. 

 Larry Alexander