Ok, so I’m only taking one night class at the community college, but I still felt this need to buy pencils (even though I have hundreds) and a High School Musical folder (which I resisted) and take the traditional before school/new outfit & backpack & lunchbox photo (which I honored, complete with polaroid effect).

My class should be slightly mediocre, but I’m sure that I’ll enjoy it. It’s 3 hours of drawing, twice a week, what’s not to love? I pinky swear to share my drawings with you as we go along.

Also, I ran today. Just 2 miles, but that’s 2 miles more than I’ve tackled in several months. It always feels so amazing to stretch at the end of a run- I’ve often thought that my favortie part of running was stopping. I hope to make running after my class a habit- that’ll be two runs per week, thank you very much. I’m sure I’ll be needing the movement after 2 hours of still life drawing.

Tomorrow is a very special day. See you then.

xo
elle

I miss school. Both as a student and as a teacher.

I was thinking about this last night and how it would be possible to do everything that I wanted to do (own a bakery/making studio) and still teach high school. What is it about teaching high school art that I love so much? Teaching requires me to be contantly learning. Making sugar skulls, batik, and grafitti for a living. Chaperoning prom. Sweet, sweet students. Pep rallies, school lunch, and of course, summer vacation.

On Monday I will be returning to school as a student. I am taking Drawing I at the local community college. It seems silly that someone who has a degree in art education and has taught high school art would need to go back to school to take drawing I to get her BFA. It is silly. One of those hoops that higher education has asked me to jump- again. I will, because I want that piece of paper with the gold seal that states that I accomplished something during those seven years of college. Two something rather. I left Eastern Washington University 17 credits shy of my BFA (but with BAE in hand) and now I intend to finish off those final elective credits here in good ol’ Pensacola.

Drawing I, here I come.

xo elle

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