Notes and Thoughts About Wokshop # 2: A JOURNEY TOWARD FRUITION

Now that I have worked with three groups, conducting Workshop #2, I have discovered a delightful pattern:  no one is at the same place in the process as they progress through it.  Like a long hike or race, everyone stands at the starting line together, but then they move at their own pace, meandering to and fro.  This is the way my classroom ran, a true studio, full of many works at various stages of development, all occupying the same space.  It’s a beautiful thing to behold; it’s real.  Imagine a creative space of learning where everyone is on the same page, imagine parenting a home this way.  I can’t.

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