Ouch, yeah, I’ve always had some horrible dental
nightmares.
Well that’s what I was thinking too. A lot of people can
relate to that. Like the teeth rubbing away nightmares and stuff like
that, or breaking off.
I’ve had some
pretty horrific ones where my teeth are strange formations. Like
monstrous almost.
Oooo. Yeah, I broke my two front teeth actually riding my
bike. Then I had a dentist give me one big front tooth, for a little
while. A big yellow front tooth. That was in middle school. So, kids are
especially cruel then. And then I had to get those grinded off, once I
went to a real dentist not like a back alley dentist. He was like,’ Who
did you let do this to your teeth?’ So they grinded those off and gave
me two separate ones. And I guess, maybe it was that later hurt my jaw.
But it still affects me. And then this, (points to small scar) is
from when in surgery they opened my mouth too wide and ripped my face.
Oh no! That doesn’t sound like fun at all. So you’re
dealing with it through art therapy?
Right, exactly.
At least the
trauma has become something constructive. That’s the beauty of art.
But yeah, and I’m trying to keep busting out the smaller
kindergarten pieces. They’re very accessible. They’re almost like
business cards. It doesn’t take too long to make them, and it gets my
name into people’s homes.
But they’re cool, because by the end of the year they
were enjoying it. It’s just getting past the discipline part of it.
It feels like, I mean six years ago that I got out
of high school. So It’s instant karma. Because like the 14 year olds
that I teach will be eating glue, or jabbing each other with scissors.
I’m just like, ‘What are you doing? Are you eating the paint? I can’t
believe you!’ And I totally did the same kind of stuff in high school. I
was banned from a few of my art classes. Like in printmaking, I think me
and my friend tried the mineral spirits just to be retarded. Now I’m
getting instant karma because now I see what they went through. I think
every obnoxious student should have to be a teacher for a year, so they
can see the other side.
I remember teachers saying, ‘You don’t realize, but we
hear everything you say about us.’ And now, I’m the one going, ‘I hear
you.’ The four and five year olds in my kindergarten class are the
coolest inspiration. The bizarre things they say. I like that. And their
temper tantrums are not cute, but interesting. And my students all have
special situations. Like one, both of his parents are in jail, and they
just come from hard, hard lives. So their drawings, you can tell, are
very emotionally charged.
It’s funny being a practicing artist and an elementary
school art teacher.
Trying to get the student grade watercolors or the
tempera paint to work, I can’t really do anything with them, so I feel
like they should have nice materials to work with. But then they eat it,
so I guess they can’t, I guess they are on that level.
But the age group I teach, and I guess it has to do with
being young and uninfluenced, because the older kids stuff didn’t
impress me as much as the younger kids, but the four and five-year-olds artwork was just so much
cooler to me. Less restrictive I guess. Less trying to look like
something.