So.

I don't write much here. That's not how I'd intended it exactly but that's how it's worked out. But I do feel like writing today.

It's been about 2 weeks since I started my gig as a Teaching Artist in conjunction with school tours at the Skirball's Zap! Pow! Bam! exhibition on Golden Age comics. And today was my most trying group to date. I've had some wonderful kids but today's bunch were handfuls, the whole lot of them. From swearing to non-interaction to talking when I was giving instructions -- I covered a broad range of behaviour issues and I barely got to draw with any of them. By noon I was drained and severely frustrated. And somewhere during that time I managed to sit in white gum, smearing it all over my black pants... Which makes this sound like kinduva downer post, doesn't it?

Well, the good part of my day came on the way home. I decided to stop by CSUF for the dual purpose of depositing one of my larger commission checks and touching base with some old friends and teachers. I'm so very glad that I did. Not only was it wonderful to see the school and walk the halls, smell the old scents of oil paint and insomnia (kidding on that last bit. Not really.) it was gratifying to see a few familiar faces and to trade 'update stories'. That's all that I really have to say. I just feel very fortunate to know those people -- you know who you are -- and to have learned so much from them. And I feel inspired toward future endeavours.

Now, if only I had more energy... ;)