Inspiration
This is a photo of “The Good Life” taken in the Dirty Footprints Studio. The last day of school, before summer vacation, was a Thursday in May. On that day I had my classroom cleaned and packed away, all 906 students’ grades entered into the computer, required end-of-the-year paperwork finished, and a fun last day planned to sit and watch Wallace and Gromit on the large screen in the library with my kiddos. I am such the Art Teacher dynamo that I even embedded learning into this fun event–and we watched the “how it was made” extras on the DVD…
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No Chicas!! I have not run off and joined Poison..that’s me last Halloween! When I was in high school I played guitar. Electric guitar–a Les Paul copy to be exact. My grandfather started taking me to guitar lessons when I was in second grade. I learned theory, classical, and then my middle school self got bored. Wanted something cool. So my grandfather–who had big dreams that I’d make him big money one day—found me a total long hair, tight jeans, rocker to keep me interested in playing. I went from classical to black sabbath overnight! It was then that the…
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