A friend asked me to teach a Plein Air Painting class over two years ago, and I agreed. It got postponed several times, during which time my painting skills got rusty. Luckily I had enlisted the help of another artist to co-teach with me. The class finally took place last Sunday, and it turned out to be a good experience. Our students were wonderful, and Gail and I got along so well that it was a very fulfilling experience.
I have tended to view my change of media from painting to fiber art as a sort of disruption. But as I work my way toward my most natural subject matter, the industrial neighborhood in which I live, I now think the two are related. Looking at the world through an artist’s eyes makes it a very interesting place indeed.
Who knows, maybe I’ll even take up a paint brush from time to time again.
