And this is why the drawing challenge began........
I have spent three days this week sitting in lessons at St Mary's in Blackpool drawing and photographing creativity in the classroom. The idea of the project is to explore, record and share creative teaching and learning in the school to inform the Creative Partnerships planning process for next year, an integral part of St Mary's vision for a creative future. It's been a fascinating process and I think will inform my practice as much as I hope it will contribute to St Mary's.
What's really moved me has been the response of both teachers and pupils to having their activities drawn. My presence has been welcomed and people seem appreciative of both that and my efforts. The feedback has been positive and people seem genuinely touched that someone has taken the time to come and draw their activities, and as I have sat and listened, observed and interpreted, my drawings have provided an opening for many conversations.
'What are you doing Miss?' 'Are you an artist, Miss?' 'Is that Miss, Miss?' 'Shannon, Miss has drawn you, come and look', 'Do you have to go to college to do your job, Miss?'.
Had I sat in a corner with a clipboard I am sure no-one would have voluntarily come and talked to me about their lessons and creativity, what they love to do and how their Aunty is a great artist, but sitting and drawing prompted curiosity and friendliness and I now have pupils chatting to me in the corridor and shouting 'Hello Miss' as I pass (generally lost in the corridors between technology and science).
I have chatted to some of the quietest children in the classes (particularly boys) who stand next to me and generally comment on the pens I am using before telling me how much they love to draw or teach me how to draw hands (I used to be quite good at hands, not any more) and we talk about art and anime and the best fineliner pens. I have really enjoyed our conversations and I hope they have too.
I also loved that, as I was leaving school yesterday, one of the louder girls shouted 'Hey, Miss, you should be an artist' and as I walked to the car I walked just that bit taller. and thought, 'Yeah, maybe I should be.'