Thinking back to how nervous I used to be at these events, feeling like the Fraud Police would swoop in in parent form, revoking my teaching license and saying I'd crippled their child emotionally with an attempt at humor, or didn't teach them anything all year long. Anything is possible. Thankfully, that has never happened. I've met some less than satisfied parents over the years, and felt they had some valid points. Trouble is, though, with the schedule we have and how it translates into workload on me, I am limited in what I can accomplish. That has been the hardest thing to acknowledge. That I have limits. Limits are icky. I don't need the Fraud Police to point out where things could be better and really do take what I do seriously, evaluating and assessing everything, revising, revisiting, attempting to upgrade literally everything we do, all year long. That is the art of teaching. Well, Open House #21 is finished and I am grateful it went well. Onward to #22!
As an art link today, here is a post from UrbanSketchers.org, a site dedicated to sketchbooks. GORGEOUS vistas and object drawings, here. Illustration at its finest. (Yup, British.)Time is the ingredient here that is missing from my books. I like the suggestion that drawing every day is more important that drawing for four hours once a month. Agreed. With summer coming, I might have another challenge built into my daily routine. Cheers.