Despite my best efforts I didn’t manage to make enough tokens for the event. It’s my own fault for being so tired and not spending enough pre-prep time working on them. That said, the people who did get one seemed to like them well enough (they were small blue leather bound books with inspirational sayings inside them). Give me some time and I’ll do a post about them, I probably should since I never keep track of the tokens I’ve done and would hate to repeat make a token idea, you know?
Anyway,Yep, I survived AEcademy and my second stint of teaching.
It was a busy event with lots going on (and I was so happy to see many friends present). I was down to teach two classes — the Gouache 101 class and the Cloth Button making class.
I don’t feel like I did as well this time with the 101 class. I got some good critiquing from the students (mainly about my handout) and in general this group of students all seemed a lot more familiar with gouache than the first group I’d taught. I need to try to think of some other things I can add in to discuss if that happens again. I want people to come out of the class feeling like they’ve really taken away something with them.
The button making class was a qualified success. I’d made some little kits with some pre cut squares of fabric, some needles, a bit of beeswax to use on the thread and of course forgot my handout at home. Well, not that anyone really needs a hand out to do it. It’s super simple. Some of the students were surprised at how well the buttons stuffed themselves, and how different in size they could be depending on the fabric used (I put 3 or 4 different kinds of fabric squares in each baggie).
The class was scheduled for an hour but I’d gone over it all in a little less than 15 minutes. Talk about me feeling awkward. Yep. That’s me. I tried to answer any questions and then basically told everyone that was it–it really was as simple as 1,2,3 to make the buttons.
I had a leather class that I’d been looking forward to the whole time since it had been put on the class list–I got in it, and about 10 minutes in I had a migraine start coming on. I excused myself and went to find a quiet place. I’d taken all the meds for it that I dared and I was really just flat. Everyone else were good sports about me not being able to help with teardown and clean up, and that I went home. It was a rough day for me, physically and emotionally as I had hoped so much that Jasper would be home by then and make it to the event with me. He didn’t and yes my heart broke a little because of that. Dorky I know. But he’s been gone for 5 months and it’s very hard on me. I miss him. Even if I don’t blog much about that side of things (that’s what FB is for, right?)I can’t wait for him to get home.