Rough and Ready

I have had such great students this quarter, my graduate class set up an exchange project "rough and ready" via Face book with Bucharest School of Art, Romania, nine students from each school worked around a theme of the Mysterious Stranger we swapped sketches and completed each others vision, it was interesting to see personal work being developed by someone else and visa versa. I loved the outcome! I swapped with the Professor from Bucharest . I spent a very happy five hours cutting and collaging and made a piece I really connected with . Scissors are my pencil. We are hoping to make a small publication when the dust settles from the end of term. Collaboration is always a positive way to connect with the world. Much good work has been completed , work that makes your heart sing and some so moving it makes you cry, comments which make you feel you have done something a little right and teaching is worth it. I am just looking forward to a little more me time , reading and drawing without having to worry that assignments are to be written and the deadlines are only mine.

Where did the weeks go?

SCAD Museum of Art re-opened with a new multi million dollar rebuild and opened its door for a preview night for students and staff , it had a real WOW factor once home to the Savannh railway it has been redesigned and houses some incredible pieces.have a peek on http://www.scadmoa.org/. Students were in love with the largest touch screen I have ever seen.
I am astounded that the ten weeks has passed so quickly and I am assessing work and submitting final grades to finish the autumn quarter. Where did all those weeks go? The school is quiet , I have packed all the sketchbooks up filed them on to my desk for collection and realise a little sadly I will not be back here until Spring 2012 as I leave for Lacoste France to teach there for a term. I have an exhibition in Morris Hall where I teach, twenty pieces made over the last ten years I hope to get to see it before we pack and leave for home. As my students here say “Hey Professor we are done !” Yes end of my second quarter I am getting there slowly !

Spooky Savannah

I have been woken by the gentleman across the road mowing his patch of grass outside his house and the passing of time is marked by his change of attire. When we first moved in to Duffy Street in August, he was happily running up and down in shorts sporting a bare chest , now fleecy layers and long trousers abound , the winter chill has arrived in the mornings and I love it .
Halloween came and went Savannah is the place to experience ghostliness and goulies, haunted houses dressed to death, plus the oddest collection of stuffed dummies decapitated brides and robots floating around the town. You can be anything on Halloween! Pumkins galore which are still hanging decorating doorsteps and gardens for Thanksgiving.