Sanctuary

This is Katie.
Unofficial class mascot who attends with her human painter mom. 

I teach art classes in my own studio at Crossroads Art Center, in a classroom at For Art’s Sake Gallery (both in Richmond) and in various other venues that schedule my workshops. No matter where I’m teaching, I’d like to think of that space as a refuge. A place where students can come in to let go of their day and simply exist with the paint. Many of my students joke about it being the cheapest therapy they can buy. One new student today told me she loved being in the class, that it was so peaceful and sweet. Another class of students have painted together for so many years, they can’t imagine not attending their weekly class and genuinely worry about one another if one is absent. 
Don’t misunderstand - sometimes the classes can get a little rowdy. There may be singing and dancing to music, a sharing of jokes, photos, the latest episode of a favorite show and how the day has unfolded. And yes, there is disagreement, questioning, and frustration in class. That comes with the territory, but it needs to be about the art or the process, not a person or event, and I try to flip any negative reactions to a more positive approach. There is also much sharing; of supplies, advice and supportive encouragement. I love it when two students rush to the aid of third who needs a tube of burnt sienna. Or when they critique one another's work with care and respect. Or when one gladly demonstrates how to paint whiskers on a cat. 

Monday night students working

Eventually and overall, there is a quiet settling when everyone is painting and the only energy is good energy, focusing on creativity. 
Sanctuary. 
As it should be.