I taught k-6 to express themselves through art. Not like at regular school. We learn to use different materials making new things. We try to figure out together how something will work. We tell stories from the Torah, or make decorations so our holiday’s shine. The kids have taught me not to worry about the end of the work, but to focus on the now, they taught me to enjoy how paint between my fingers feels.
When entering the most magical of art rooms in the city of Birmingham, all troubles stop before entering. Only children with imaginations are allowed in this special space designed to create our own worlds, to become brave Maccabees or King David, We create God’s seven days, We can float on a boat with Noah gathering his animals & letting loose the dove. Stories stick better when they come along with an personal art.
I hope someday I will teach art again, to walk into that room & feel it in my bones that I’m supposed to be there.
Love to all my card makers. I miss you all very much. The cards are a treasure that I will carry with me forever & take out when I feel blue. Or remind my bones, they need to paint!