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Why I teach

Main Street, Owl’s Head, oil on archival canvasboard, $1623 includes shipping and handling in continental US. This is one of the places we go during our July workshop.

With some trepidation, I handed Monday’s Words and Pictures class over to my student Rebecca Bense. She led us in an impromptu neurographic art exercise. I know, love and trust Becky, but Iā€™ve had enough therapy to be guarded about diving into my subconscious. By the end of the exercise, I thought it was a good way to dig deeper into the meaning of art. And, since I seemed to have drawn a hag-ridden self-portrait (below) I was startled by the result.

My first essay into neurographic art. I know it’s a self-portrait because of the corkscrew curl. Yikes.

Mondayā€™s class is a very small group, and Iā€™m teaching it because the content is important to me. If I used the customary pedagogical method and chased around questioning and critiquing, nobody would have a momentā€™s peace. Instead, Iā€™m developing ideas with, rather than for, the class. Itā€™s fantastic fun for me, and I think Iā€™ll probably learn something new about teaching.

A teacher is first a learner

I didnā€™t really have mastery of my craft until I learned to break it down in discrete steps and describe it to others. After all, that is what school is all about: repeating what one has learned. Not every artist is a good teacher; I know some very fine painters who are inarticulate. But when teaching is going well, itā€™s a two-way street. Iā€™m constantly surprised and amazed by what I learn from my students, as Mondayā€™s class demonstrated.

Early Spring on Beech Hill, oil on canvasboard, Carol L. Douglas, 12X16, $1449 framed includes shipping in continental US. This is a favorite place to teach and paint.

 Why does anyone teach?

The obvious answer is that teaching provides a steadier income than just selling paintings, which can be a ā€˜canary in a coalmineā€™ careerā€”great when the market is up, dismal when itā€™s down. But nobody survives teaching if their motivations donā€™t run deeper. ā€œBecause you like telling people what to do,ā€ my smart-aleck daughter suggested. Thatā€™s probably partly true.

Good teaching is akin to preaching. They both require a belief in and passion for the subject. Building on that, you harness communication skills, technical ability, and human connection, but theyā€™re all secondary to that passion.

Blueberry barrens, Clary Hill, oil on canvas, 24X36, $3985 framed includes shipping and handling in continental US.

True relationships

After a few decades of teaching and writing about painting, Iā€™ve shared a lot about my life. My students have done the same. If a painter takes one of my online classes, theyā€™re signing up for 18 hours of ensemble learning. If they take one of my workshops, itā€™s a full week. No, weā€™re not gossiping or chattering idly. We concentrate on painting, but that is a highly personal subject. We canā€™t help but make connections.

Although I once considered myself a private person, Iā€™m now comfortable with this. For one thing, these days thereā€™s very little anyone can blackmail me with.

Teaching has a long reach

I have students who have gone on to professional art careers. Some now teach, and some, like Cassie Sano, are successful writer-illustrators. Student Mark Gale works in an art program with homeless people in Austin, TX. Some, like architect Kamillah Ramos, will outlive me.

Like most artists, I went into art thinking I would make objects of lasting beauty. What if the actual product turned out to be future artists?

(I realize with a start that weā€™re within a month of my July workshop here in Rockport. If youā€™re considering it, you want to register soon, since itā€™s both close and nearly filled up. My other workshops are listed below.)

Reserve your spot now for a workshop in 2025:

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