I’m looking back at the year so far, and wondering- where’s all the art? I know every class is filled with art, and I know my kids have not been slacking off, so where are the piles of artworks?
What we remember
When I played softball as a kid, I knew I was never going to be a professional softball player. I knew I wasn’t getting a scholarship. I knew I wasn’t even going to try fast pitch. I just loved playing. I didn’t care what the score was, truthfully. I certainly don’t look back fondly on the season we ‘won’ more than others.
No, I look back on the friendships I made, and remember the love I had for my first base position. I remember the coaches who encouraged me, and I took with me an ability to catch, throw, and hit a ball.
What does that have to do with my art classes?
The answer is this- I enjoy the experiences we have as we learn about art as much as (more than) the finished products. This isn’t necessarily a popular opinion to have come exhibit time, but it’s true. Continue reading