Thursday, December 29, 2011

Brainillustrations.

Some are eye candy. Others are illustrations of my thoughts. Enjoy.













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Tuesday, December 27, 2011

I am a...

I think it's interesting how much labels and titles matter to us. On the one hand people are willing to pay thousands of dollars for a label (types, colors, levels in a program, greed cults, brand names), and on the other people give their lives up to escape labels (racial, religious, ethnic, cultural, offensive).

The other day I mentioned running to an acquaintance. They asked me if I was a runner. Like a gust of wind in my brain, I was taken back to the Art department at Southern Virginia University. I remembered struggling with saying I was an artist. I mean sure I created art, I was an Art major, but was I an artist? After a lot of art making, discussion with my Senior Art Girls (I'm going to include Katie and a few younger people in this too) and professors, and talking "in-loud" to myself I decided I could say, "Yes, I am an artist."
So here I am again, wondering, "Am I an artist?...Am I a runner?" Why does it matter "what" we are? Eh, who knows. Anticlimactic much? Once again I've started a post in a mental fervor...then I go to sleep and try to finish the post a few days later. The fever is gone, and the post ends like this, but just to spice it up I'll make a list of the labels I like to have or have been given.

-Daughter of God
-Smith
-Weird
-Artist/Painter
-Runner
-Teacher/Educator
-Latter-Day Saint

Sunday, November 27, 2011

My classroom

 Tour de Laura's classroom.

This is our Red Ribbon Week door. The kids wrote their natural highs on the clouds. Yes, those are clouds.

We made texture turkeys. Implied and tactile texture.


Vampire stomach turkey

Peacock turkey

I teach 5th and 6th graders.


Crying because he's going to be eaten?



Texture swan







Right now our Dia de los Muertos chalk pastel calacas are up. It's blacker than the night in there! Those are their journal boxes.

The desks are in weird positions because the music teacher, who I share a room with, moves them.


There's the desk :)

love them!




Muffin cat is their to inspire and motivate the students. And there's Ferdinand the bull.



Darth Vader!
 So that's my classroom. I don't know what else to say about it. If you have questions, feel free to ask :)

Tuesday, November 22, 2011