The irony about my job as a high school teacher is that, every now and then, I have to take a day off just to prepare for the upcoming week of work. Actual teaching, as it turns out, is only a small portion of teaching. Grading papers, writing relevant, engaging and intellectually stimulating lessons which will cater to various learning styles, grading papers, attending meetings, responding to e-mails, grading papers, typing recommendation letters, designing material where there is no textbook, entering grades, giving exam retakes, grading exam retakes -- everything keeps me away from drawing. But there is always a minute here or there, while shifting gears, to pull out a Moleskine or the iPad for a quick doodle-dee-doo. And eat some orange-infused prunes, which I love.
I have been drawing my grocery lists more and more. I usually make them with my daughter who's three and a half. We talk about what we need to get while I draw on my paper and she "writes" on hers. Her scribbles are mimicking frantic cursive, which is what my handwriting must look to her.
The high chair era, that is. I have reasons to believe my daughter is not going to use her high chair much longer, now that she is a "grande fille" and all. Here's a quick little sketch of it -- it was drawn fast but colored slowly. Paper app for the iPad.
I have been working on a special portrait for the past few evenings. One of my students, whose Dad passed away earlier this year, asked me if I could draw him as a gift for her Mom. I showed it to her today, and her response was a mix of smile, tears and thank yous. I got all teary-eyed too. Then I had to teach.