What do I want kids to know as they make art? I want them to know that making art can be simultaneously noisy and peaceful. Animated conversations as they engage in the process are part of collaboration and problem solving. Sometimes volume increases with the birth of an idea or with the surprise of making… Continue reading On Making Noise While Making Art
Their story began before the 15th day of September, 1947. I found out, one evening during my teen years, as Mom washed and I dried the dishes, that the first time she saw Dad he was sleeping. She explained that she was visiting a friend, who happened to be Dad’s sister, and as they walked… Continue reading Love Like 45 rpm EPs
I love physical comedy. As a preteen, I savored summer afternoon reruns of I Love Lucy. Watching anything featuring the Marx Brothers and even Mrs. Doubtfire for the umpteenth time still makes me laugh until I’m breathless and teary eyed. Eddie Murphy’s impersonation of James Brown dipping his feet in the “Hot Tub” demonstrates meticulous timing and such an in-depth… Continue reading So Checking Your Privilege Is not a Piece of Cake?
With prevailing uneasiness and despair in my heart, I tried to remember to breathe, which is hard to do when we are witnessing increasing malevolence and ill-will through the vile actions of bigots and racists. I stepped outside and tasted the cool late-summer air and listened to the slow clicking of katydids. I took… Continue reading Room to Breathe and Love
I’m supposed to be reading a book that was assigned to us before we return to teaching in September. It’s called Smart But Scattered, by Peg Dawson and Richard Guare. I put a bookmark on page three of the introduction two months ago and haven’t picked it up since then. It’s chock full of ideas and… Continue reading Grounded But Adrift
After we close up our classrooms, plan together during in-service days, and finish writing end-of year reports, I like to revel in the stillness. Apart from the flow of assorted emotions of our son’s graduation and forthcoming departure for college (mostly excitement and joy, but where did that time go?), I welcome the summer… Continue reading If I Could Hold a Summer Morning
Last month I read about a designer who photographed people dressed as Disney princesses and paired them beside portraits of their mothers or mothers-in-law who were intended to depict how the princesses would age as queens. “Gorgeous Photos Show Disney Princesses Reimagined Years Later As Queens.” Before reading the article, the title prompted me to… Continue reading Invisible Princesses