“Scratch the green rind of a sapling, or wantonly twist it in the soil, and a scarred or crooked oak will tell of the act for centuries to come. So it is with the teachings of youth, which make impressions on the mind and heart that are to last forever. The highest function of the teacher consists not so much in imparting knowledge as in stimulating the pupil in its love and pursuit. To know how to suggest is the art of teaching.”–Amiel
I have paid attention to a lot of trees this summer. I have photographed them, studied their shadings and textures, tried to capture their differences on various art papers. Each tree and branch and leaf holds its own story. The more I experiment, the more I want to learn.
Many new students are coming my way soon. They will have their own stories as well. I want to remember that what I do each day will shape their futures in some way.
Because of the time I have given myself to watch and experiment and create, I am still wondering and questioning. Still learning. That is the kind of year I want for my students. A year of wonder and appreciation and experimentation…with writing, art, books, and most importantly, with imagination.