Studying anatomy with my favorite art student. It’s more like sharing a studio with a fellow artist. At thirteen, this young man is driven to create. He reminds me of myself as a young adult. I always had me face in a sketchbook. I love anatomy! So this is just a blast for me. My biggest struggle is not to feel guilty about getting paid for this.
So we studied our feet in clay and now we are moving onto our hands. We have made a wire armature and are in the process of fleshing out our hands with newspaper and tape. Later we will finish the details using plaster.
Another break for family time. Camping, ocean city, fresh air kid, and bunnies in the garden. Not to mention a bit of my own time in the studio. Working out the logistics of puppet making in the studio to better understand how to structure an intensive puppet class for teens creating a show that creates a voice for their views on social justice.
View from the studio!
Studied Papua New Guinean history a wee bit today in the Hayloft Studio. Brutal yet fascinating. Head hunters and cannibals were some that inhabited this bit of land. A land whose terrain is so densely forested and mountainous that thousands of separate cultures existed without knowledge of one another. That’s crazy. Some until the 60’s or 70’s lived as they did back in the stone age, no outside influences. In many ways it saddens me that our world has grown so accessible and small. I worry we will become a homogenous planet and that culture will be extinct. It is the very fascination of peoples that are unlike ourselves that stimulates the imagination and feeds curiosity. Without difference we have no story to tell. No story, no art. In the Hayloft we studied through figurative representations the story of those very unlike ourselves. Embrace difference!