Sunday, August 16, 2009

Plaster Crack up Class

Dear Diary,
This is another piece I made from an Art Unraveled Class I took. This class was called Crack - Up and was taught by Stephanie Lee.

It was an all day class and you know I'm not good at those. Stephanie is very personable and is a very talented artist and has a sweet husband that was there to assist her. Frankly, I was envious.

I had a hard time in this class because some of us had to share a tablespoon. I don't like to share, especially after I have paid as much as I did for this class. I would have brought my own tablespoon if it had been listed on the class supply list. My table partner didn't like to share either. In fact she hogged the spoon. The teacher finally noticed me sitting there with my arms folded and my lip out and got me a spoon from someone else and then they ran out of plaster. So, we broke for lunch. When I came back from lunch - somebody had taken my freekin spoon. I turned to my table partner and said through clinched teeth, "Somebody got my freekin spoon!" She said, "don't panic", I think she was afraid she was going to have to share her spoon.

Seriously I was about to blow. but we found my spoon - the teacher had borrowed it.

At the end of class, we had to sit in a circle in the back of the room to "share". It turned out to be a therapy session for a few of the "artists". One woman went on and on and on about her art and had a comment or tip for most every one else that shared. Being a suck up, I was sitting to the left of the teacher so I didn't get to share until last. That woman that had done so much talking got up from the circle and left, three people before my turn to share. I thought she should have been more considerate and stayed to listen to the rest of us. We had endured her art and opinions. I was not as dynamic a speaker as I usually am when it got to be my turn. I was tired and not at all inspiring. The other two canvases I worked on are still in progress to be posted at a later date.


eclectic archivist said...

Well that just plain sucks! How the heck can it be a thearpy session with all that aggravation?

Tumble Fish Studio said...

Well, I'm sorry you had a stinky class and not enough spoons or etiquette from the rest of the students. That stinks! Hope the teacher had you fill out a class suggestion form! Well, your canvas looks very lovely and so rich in texture so it couldn't have been all bad. Can't wait to see the rest!

whymsicalmusings said...

WOW what a conceited lady!

Your piece is lovely though and I know you inspired those who stayed.

And thank you for the sweet comment on my blog about being a granmother you made my day!:)

Sandy said...

Oh I love the piece and I have to say I had one of those classes and I left. But I enjoyed the bad experience being told by you. I wish I was on the other side of you, and we could have laughed at the weirdness. Of course I would have a big spoon in my purse- (in my mind it sounds good)!! Thanks for the nice comment you left me.

aka: eye-poppers said...

Hey, that therapy session was similar to mine at AU 2008. I guess it's a critique, but there's always one student who has all the tips and answers, huh? The canvas looks great and that counts for something. How did you do the cracking? Hmmm, maybe I'm not supposed to ask!