Sunday, May 27, 2018

Avoiding a Glaze-Mergency

Hurried up the coast to get to Richmond...

Stopped for fuel in Half Moon Bay...

The wildflowers were gorgeous...

Stopped at Tinsel Trading for some goodies...

And, had a quick lunch...

The traffic was atrocious, as always...

Restocked my glaze supply...

And, purchased some clay for the week after school...

With time to spare for sponging off garden signs...

Saturday, May 26, 2018

Home Stretch

Touching up spots that the kids missed...
The garden signs loaded after sanding...
Now they're ready for a wash...
The wash will make them more readable...
Spending an evening washing...
And, now they're reading to be sponged back...
Soon the kids will be clear glazing them...

Monday, May 21, 2018

Yes!



I have been nervously waiting while the jury deliberated over Open Studios applications... So, I was excited today to be accepted into Open Studios for October 2018. There are so many things that I want to make this summer. Very happy to lend some purpose to my work time...

The Hunt


I went out on the prowl for vintage treasures...

My goal was to get objects to add to my sculptures...
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So, I headed off to Goat Hill Fair...
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The colors and textures were amazing...

Thursday, May 17, 2018

Fourth.






I sat down at a parent conference today. The student has struggled academically throughout her entire school career. But, her biggest struggle has been with her peers. She constantly worries about what others think, instead of working on improving herself. And, her friends are hard on her. Hard. They treat her poorly, no matter how much loyalty she shows. Part way through this year, there was a change.

So, at her conference, in front of her mom, we talked about this change. She told me that she really likes to write. We talked about her future in fifth grade. I told her that I wanted her to select her friends very carefully. I mentioned that I had noticed she was caring more about herself. That she was seeing herself as a person of great value. I told her how I felt about her, and how I felt when I saw her doing kind things for her sibling. I enumerated all of the times that I had seen her doing good deeds, when she thought that no one was watching.

Then, came the tears. Sobs, actually. Great big, racking sobs. I had never seen anyone cry like that at school. It made me start crying, and her mom joined in.

It's easy to let others take the lead, and tell you who you are. But, what do they know? It's important for you to know who you are, and what you stand for. Fourth grade is a good year for this. I enjoy my classes each year, and I treasure the lessons that I learn while surrounded by nine and ten year olds.


Volunteerism




Last year, I heard one parent tell another parent, "You don't have to do volunteer hours anymore, you don't have to help out." This made me sad, because I immediately thought back on the amazing influence that this parent had had on my students when his daughter was in my class. The kids loved working with him. They even had a funny nickname for him. On days when he wasn't there, they were visibly sad.

I also thought about the parent who helped out after school, sweeping up the school, cleaning the gutters, and helping to maintain the school site. He would bring his son with him on some occasions. Can you imagine watching your dad care for your school? How do you think his service made his son feel? His son is a fabulous, caring young man. Like father, like son.

I have been teaching for almost twenty years. I started out at a school which had a behavior disorder unit with a padded cell. I rarely saw parents volunteer at this school at all. In fact, the only time that I saw parents, was when the school would talk local celebrities into having assemblies to sign autographs. There was much work put into trying to get more parent support. Students experienced many difficulties, and because our attendance boundary was located in a high poverty neighborhood, parents were unable to work at the school, because they were usually struggling to make ends meet. Sometimes, I felt that a few of my students had problems which were a direct result of parental actions. There was abuse, drug addiction, and our school actually had an amazing social worker/psychologist on-site, in order to lend a helping hand. I loved the kids at this school. They were talented writers, and expressive artists.

My second school was a traditional public school. The school boundaries included both the wealthiest citizens, and the poorest. The wealthy parents participated actively, and wanted to keep their kids separated from the poorer students. Parents of the poor students generally worked at least two jobs, in order to survive. There were a few occasions where the school tried to get their input. But, the efforts seemed half-hearted at best. It felt like two completely separate schools, divided by race and by socioeconomic status.

Now, I'm at a parent participation school. Volunteer hours are no longer mandated. I have been surprised by the result. Many very active parents have taken a break from helping. Other parents have stuck it out, continuing to volunteer in the classroom, and behind the scenes. We have generous parents who drive on our monthly field trips, and they serve as chaperones.

These different working environments have allowed me to come to some conclusions. Here they are, for better or for worse:

*Students seem to feel more motivated when there are adults other than the teacher in the room. They enjoy interacting with other adults. They form positive relationships with adults, and thus feel more comfortable with all of the grown-ups in their lives.

*Parents benefit from being in the classroom, because they understand academic expectations. They see the teaching standards in action. They know the assignments that their child will receive.

*Students enjoy having their first teachers (mom & dad) help them with new challenges. They actually thrive under this model. There are generally less behavioral issues in class, so learning can be accelerated.

*Parents can model enthusiasm towards learning.

*Parents model a positive work ethic.

The other day, we went on a field trip. I watched a parent volunteer helping his son pan for gold. I watched him sit down with his son and listen to the presentations that were given. He modeled good listening. He danced the Virginia Reel with us. This dad was in it to win it. Think about the message that he was sending to his son. As I watched, I thought about how much I would have loved my dad to do any of those activities with me as a part of school.

I watch kids scan the playground, looking for a friendly parent on yard duty. There are kids who just like to talk and visit during recess. They want to know that someone is listening.

Conversely, when any adult makes a commitment to work with a child and doesn't follow through, it sends the exact opposite message. It's important to proceed with care, because kids are always watching and learning from every message that adults send, whether the message is meant to be sent, or not.

When I was getting my teaching credential, it was explicitly for working with "at-risk" kids. I read a lot of literature about what kids need to succeed in life. One of the top ten things that students all need, is at least one or two adults who care deeply. What a sweet opportunity it is to be the one. Becoming a mentor is a sure way for kids to feel empowered. And, the best way to mentor children is to "help out".




Western Expansion Living History Trip

We headed off to Roaring Camp to learn about the West...

The sheriff was in attendance...

We were EXTREMELY interested in how to start fires...

We learned about the importance of the railroad... 

Too bad this wasn't open...

We learned how to pack a wagon...

We learned about how to prepare, and spin wool...

We learned about how mountain men guided wagons...

We learned about blacksmithing...

We dipped candles and danced the Virginia Reel...

Monday, May 14, 2018

Wax Works West / Wendy's Studio Space

Loved these paintings in the bathroom...


I am a fourth grade teacher by day, and a ceramic artist by night. And, then there's the weekends. Sometimes, it feels like I'm a weirdo at school. Not so much at my new school, but definitely at my two old schools. So, it's always nice to brush up against "art people". It reminds me who I am. My sister and I took a reliquary workshop with Wendy Aikin. It was really fun to make something with my sister. It was also amazing to wander through the studio space. I am a collector of artifacts, as well. This place felt very familiar, comforting, and affirming.



This is from a spectacular encaustic living room...

Amazing wall boxes and marvelous towers...

A nice supply of brushes...

Saint Teresa, and a few others...

An encaustic message frame...

Sketchbooks or journals, who can tell...

Wendy travels a lot...

Milagros and more...

Maybe he was left over from her current project...

A very colorful anatomical head...

Providing comfort near the sink...

Another work area...

Back to gluing my piece after exploring...

Saturday, May 12, 2018

Curious Reliquary Workshop

What a great day, making art in Wendy Aikin's studio...
She showed us how to create reliquaries...
I started out with sky blue...
Then I painted it red and sanded the surface...
The goal was to figure out a composition...
Other students used a variety of materials, too...
This one is a beautiful blue...
This one had some fantastic milagros...
This student added vintage jewelry...
Wendy helps with some placements...
My sister painted and aged her box...
Hers turned out great, and she actually finished...




Surgery Week Two

I was lucky that the doctor didn't saw off my bakelite bracelets that I've worn for over 20 years. Some of them are really old. Inst...