I’m not even going to mention the weather over the past few days; no matter its influence over what happens here. I’ll just shut up and wait for spring. This evening at ZIA Gallery, we will begin to summon it. I’m looking forward to the reception (perhaps because my quiet year has been a wee bit too quiet? Hmmmmm…) Doesn’t it look festive?
GREAT NEWS: The Morgan Conservatory summer class schedule is now online and open for registration. There are so many stellar offerings! I’m SO pleased to be returning, and this year, we have expanded the class: five entire packed days of 3D, time to explore deeply. It’s the second of only two classes I’m teaching this summer, so sign up now! And check out the pages of marvelous classes!
On Facebook a few days ago, I saw one of those memes, which called itself an old Polish proverb and read, “Not My Circus. Not My Monkeys.” (Someone else commented that their grandmother used to say, “Not My Farm. Not My Pigs.”) While those sayings are refreshingly true of my relationship with higher ed now, I still could not help being impressed by these events. (In my time, I have seen adjunct faculty go from being respected team members to actively being mocked for raising valid issues, and have witnessed them being told that the direction of the department they had been deeply involved in for years was none of their concern, because such lofty issues were now the exclusive province of the tenured). So, this is refreshing, encouraging, and something I honestly didn’t expect to see within my lifetime. (here’s a cliffnotes synopsis).
And, an interesting follow-up about someone who has impressed me from the beginning, regarding a part of higher ed that becomes all-consuming, but is rarely addressed. Congratulations, Ms. M!
And now: off to prepare To Summon Spring.
And since I have almost written an entire post without mentioning him, here is our wee pre-teen: getting so tall!